In a clinic of Laranjeiras, in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, Dagmar hoped the time of your consultation. Among so many beautiful boys, only one, which sat in front of she, was in their interest. Single, already for some time for any reason, Dagmar already burned. The fact is that this boy, Norberto, also, in certain way flirted with she. He seemed to be very sympathetic. After several minutes of waiting and exchanges of looks, discret glances, and always folloied of some smiles without grace, Norberto decided to change a few words:

- Did you know that you´re interesting?

- Interesting?

- Yes, interesting!

- Interesting how?

- Interesting...

- Wow... You are also... Interesting!

A few minutes of conversation and they were already aware of the tastes of each other. The silence and the timidity of words and some shame of Dagmar, maked Norberto did "break the ice" again:

- Strange the delay, isn´t it?

- Clinical cheap!

- It´s... you´re right. Sorry for my question, but... You´re where, exactly?

- I´m from Rio de Janeiro and you?

- I´m from São Paulo.

- Oh... Interesting!

- Yes, It´s... But I love Rio de Janeiro

- Even?

- I love. The women are more beautiful!

Shy, but somehow convinced, Dagmar wanted to pull more conversation with the guy, but he feared that the thought appears. However, it was very difficult to continue the crop, since the boy was good in this:

- Why you came here to consult?

- Lack of money.

- But what you have? Thus... Physically?

- From disease, you say?

- Yes, from disease.

- Nothing! Routine examination, only.

- Oh, good then...

- Yes, It´s.

Dagmar used hard, from seduction, all weapons. Stored the hair, looking for he... And it was performing well... He continued:

- Did you know that your eyes are beautiful?

- Oh, Thank you!

- They are even! Well beautiful! Greens, right?

- It´s... well... Steal-color! He changes. In the summer means is that blue.

- Wow... I know ... Have you happened to want someone in a clinic?

- No. Why the question?

- Well... Because for me it´s happening now.

- It´s?

- Yes, It´s.

Dagmar has a smile. It was very confusing... I did not know until right where it should go. If very forward, the boy could do with it-without shame, If very timid... Stopped. Then she decided by timidly reveal your fire:

- Well... Can you confess something?

- You can, of course!

- I lied. It's happening this to me too.

- Look... Interesting! And what we do with this?

- I don´t know...

The way Norberto replied it worked out nicely! Indeed the tactic was right and work! Not more than all of a sudden, he dared to go one step further:

- It goes to delay until being taken care of!

- Yes, it goes.

- We could give an exit… What you think?

And Dagmar also began to show you their wings. Moving the crop now as timid, sometimes as bold:

- I think there isn´t evil... It may be interesting!

- I also think! We go then?

- But where?

- On the roof!

- On the roof?

- Yes... On the roof.

- It isn´t dangerous?

- Well... It depends!

- It depends on what?

- If us are safe...

- Hum... I understand ...

- Then we go?

After the call it was half that of confusing, but his whole body burned and even was trembled. Not more than an instant, forgetting the weak and focus on bold:

- We go... Yes! We go!

And they went up to the roof. They made love in full light of day on the roof of the abandoned medical clinic. They repeat several times that portion of the love that their bodies revelead. After the last and at least and in the head of Dagmar, "the last of the day ...", was damaged pectoris open to sky and almost completely peeled. Dagmar, by stretching in the roof made sure with cream, while Norberto smoke a cigarette:

- Oh, that was the most crazy thing I've ever done.

- Me also.

- So good to do these things on the roof! I never did.

- Me not also.

- Once the light of day ... In the beginning I was frightened, but then they ... You held me too! Neither had fear of falling.

- If you falling would not have problem!

- How so?

- You would not die.

- Yes, It´s, but I coulded hurt! I think. But it was so good... I was with an eye on you since your arrival!

- Truth?

- Truth! I believe in love at first sight, and you?

- I don´t.

Dagmar found it strange a little boy's response, but continued collecting almost anything .... However, extremely delicate:

- And if I say to you that I´m passionate?

- Hum... Passionate...

- Yes, passionate! Want to marry me?

- No.

- Why?

- Because you´re she-ass!

Not meant nothing more than saying this guy. After all that they have done... Why the call that? "If it did, foolish ... If had used she... " She repeated. And wanting to better understand why he said this, continued:

- How she-ass?

- She-ass!

- I´m not she-ass.

- Yes, you´re.

- But why?

- Because we will die.

- How so? One day everyone dies, darling! You´re want to kill me?

- You´re killed.

- When?

- Now.

- How so?

- I´m HIV, she-ass!