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kitty_partner . Fandom: Sex and the City (Sex and the City).
Claim: Charlotte York.
Table: Generic table .
Notes: All of pincipio ( except the first) and even of freedom , included, are in his teens, about their first time. The last but not including the word itself is always :).
XXVIII. When he confessed his Samantha disease, Charlotte was the first to give that handshake, gentle, warm, sincere-she so needed.
XI. About your first time, the boy who touched his lips and his heart, Charlotte never say his name because, even now, he feared that his voice trembles a bit when referring to him as if not part of a dream.
XII. He was not the kind of guy, much less; for that, because he wanted a look out as it were, Charlotte went to school wearing a short pleated skirt and a tight pink shirt, sensual in its innocence, unsure of herself, hesitated, nervous, and yet he had not noticed her, but when that child with big eyes and dark green leaned on his locker, leaned over and whispered "You're sexy", with caramel and hoarse voice, Charlotte knew that was not wrong person.
XV. With his hand, he covered the cheek (the touch another skin against hers was new, even strange, but he liked), then pressed his mouth over hers, in a chaste kiss and children, almost tender, a second before making the joke of the trip and throw her to bed.
XIV. Your first time might have been just teen sex inexperienced, but it was not, he wanted it, during that short period of time in that bed sheets embroidered with her, stuffed animals turned toward the wall, the desired and Charlotte felt it well when he wiped them with the index finger (with big hands and warm) seconds before the tears that had toured the temples.
XVII. "You me, I knew as soon as you saw, "she assured him, at the same time he got rid of his hand white, velvety, long fingers," "no, no, Charlotte" and looked at her experience the older boy, "I know there are many others, do not pigeonhole me, this small, it's over," she did not fight, pleaded not simply let him go, then on the couch huddled under layers of blankets, I then came the tears .
XVI. The weakness in tracing the line was obvious in every brush stroke was not strong, was blurred, lost between overlapping colors on each other, melting against the shadows, and, on sight, Charlotte knew that picture would be your favorite forever (that Girl with a pearl earring of Johannes Vermeer).
XIX. Feeling the wind speed, smell the green countryside, and to look to the road in convertible car that was going away more and more of his hometown, Charlotte smiled, put his hand to the handkerchief that held his hair and with a smile, replied affirmatively when asked Susan, with smiling expression (and hands on the wheel), "that this really it helps to forget, eh? "
XX. Charlotte often wondered if freedom would not be an antonym of dependency, then, if so, in his eighteen years is not viewed with much promise of becoming someone free enough to go to study in another city, as felt unable to leave behind the familiarity of home.
XIII. In fact, although they were two polar opposites, Charlotte and Samantha were much closer together than the others-and even-imagine themselves, that Charlotte knew as she felt the tears of his friend on his shoulder, rid into tears once had accepted the death Miranda's mother who, along with Carrie's hand, leaving the Church.
IV. The pain is invisible, because you can see, is liquid, because it sneaks through the repeated to himself the soul without letting up, it's hard, because it falls like a ton weight on your head, and pain, that pain and inhospitable irreversible, can only be alleviated with the help of the family, which may well be the birth or you yourself have created;
in the case of Charlotte, his family consisted of her friends, these little people do not be anxious really want at times uneven, but throughout life
(and then came Harry and small, but it is already another story).
XXI. They met for a picnic in Manhattan, the four friends, with their tapers and their stories of love and sex, eating, laughing, without giving importance to this feeling, that kind of unbreakable bond becomes, without you noticing in the hub of a life .
XXXVII. The technology had never been his own: he knew from that small, burnt their fingers in the toaster.
XXV. The devotion with which Harry was looking as she walked down the aisle in her white dress is not erased even when the was shattered, hurt or enraged, but lasted since then and forever, for eternity.
XXVI. "You have taken a long time to reach me, but here you are" were the first words that he dedicated to his baby, when I was in my arms, "and I promise you'll be my priority in life, because I have waited many years to love you. "
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