Paper memory

After two months of deliberate distance, she treated your eldest son in a way that she had not done the night we entered. She carried me into a world that I did not understand that a woman like her was capable of making a man like me jealous of her. And I owned her - like a crazy person - who forgot who that woman was. I ran my hand over her breasts, which she was holding dear to me. With her, then she left me like an enchanted one who was bound by hidden chains, taking me wherever she want...