And indeed I liked this picture very much, her in the kitchen, in the same outfit she was wearing, taken from a front angle thus showing all of her wonderful curves, boobs, belly, bottom.
I thought of her for a long time, calling her many a night in my dreams. I finally recognized the music with the help of a musician friend, symphony # 7 from Anton Bruckner, the theme which had been used in the movie "A summer 42". I guess it was appropriate, a teenager having an affair with a married woman whose husband was away in the war. Even though I was 10 years older than the movie character, maybe she was telling me something through the music.
Soon my life changed, I got married, had children. I moved to Vermont, close to this magical place but for other reasons; it was no longer time to search for her.
Once in a while I look at a large detailed map of the area, and try to figure out where this amazing encounter could have happened,this happy fairy tale where I didn't enter the house lost in the woods to be pushed into an oven and be eaten by a fat mean witch, but where I was merged into the very voluptuous body of a good fairy, still to be eaten but in a wonderful way. And I think one day I will find her.
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