It's the lazy autumn evenin'. The pretty good time to read, listenin' carefully to the rain's quiet drops outside. The trees near your home are already full of the red-orange leaves. The atmosphere is nice, but not for you now.

Your man, your francais lover is havin' an intimate moment with you now. And it's probably the strugglin' thing cuz of your hesitation.

Sweetie, i know that yer might feel not that self-consious now..

He starts quietly, holdin' your chin to make you look at him and to make you listen to him carefully.

We dont even need any "stop" words. We dont need any kind of stereotypical sex. The only one thing I want from yer is be honest.

He leanes to your lips to leave the small, yet affectionative kiss.