…Panem nostrum cotidianum…At Rosemary´s front door (Chapter. I -traducción I, traducción II )

By: juanrico

Mar 17 2014


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Rosemary’s mother had cooked dinner for her future son-in-law who for the first time had called on to dinner in the company of his sweetheart’s family together with Sweetmary, Rosemary’s daughter that was a lustuous fun of his at the roman well a short time after the sunset…
As it was quite an unbearable hot evening, Orchid had suggested it would be a good opportunity to set the table at the door under the twinkling starry light, also so pleasantly to the hissing breeze blowing from the west, they could enjoy dinner better out than inside…
Orchid had cooked lovingly their traditional cold soup for the occasion, while her husband helping setting the table outdoors as both daughters in their bedroom were making up for the ocasion. It had taken her quite a long time to arrange up the menu for her future son-in-law, who she had once spotted him hugging her tender daughter in a loving way, behind the front door…
-” how amorously they embraced each other whenever Barechest popped in ! how lovingly he used to pull her pants down to her knees and kiss on her intimate lips so tenderly as if he was licking out a shot of liquor out of her wet hairy stream. They both were so much in love that those passionate scenes reminded Orchid of those old days as a young kid when her fiancé Nike would take her in his arms into her parents’ bedroom to make love wildly while her parents pretending to be in the nine cloud, they were unlikely peering into behind the bedroom door though”…

( Traducción I)

“La madre de Rosamaryhabía cocinado para su futuro yerno que por primera vez iba a venir a cenar en compañía de la familia de su novia junto a Dulcemary, la hermana de Rosamary que había tenido una aventura luctuosa suya en la fuente poco después de la puesta de sol…

(traducción II)

Como era una insoportable tarde calurosa, Orquídea había propuesto que sería oportuno poner la mesa al fresco bajo la tintineante luz de las estrellas, además de la brisa que siseaba de poniente, porque podrían disfrutar de la cena mejor que dentro…

Orquídea había puesto todo su amor en preparar el tradicional gazpacho para celebrar la ocasión. Mientras tanto su marido ponía la mesa al fresco, las dos hermanas se acicalaban en sus dormitorios para aprovechar la ocasión. Le había costado tiempo en decidir el menú con el que dar la bienvenida a su futuro yerno, del que nunca se olvidará la vez que le sorprendió abrazando con ternura a su adolescente hijita detrás de la puerta principal.

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