Sunny spots. Ru Tori

Two on the island of life among the scorched desert - in clothes, panting with laughter, lifting the cascades of spray, we splashing in warm water, almost until the sunset we sit under the trees, chatting about all sorts of trifles, sometimes embarrassed and quickly look back. < /p>

Was I in my right mind to suggest that someone I was waiting for a long time, the guy of the best friend, a distant and inaccessible resident of another world will be for me?