Maxime lived with Irene for some years. She was a nice girl, but she was not quite to the liking of the young man. They were not friends either. At most they had a cordial understanding.
Until the day when, returning from holidays with his parents, the student fell face to face in his kitchen with a gorgeous unknown. At first surprised (and excited), she explained that she was Irene. During the holidays, she had slept with a man who had infected her with the beauty virus.
Maxime assured him that his illness did not call the collocation into question. It was difficult, however, for the young man to live with a forbidden fruit so appetizing under the same roof.
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