Chap.

1     X|   de sa langue poilue, il lustre le dos de la pondeuse, caresse
2   XIX| la clarté des cierges, le lustre de l’église allume ses étoiles.~ ~ ~ ~

Best viewed with any browser at 800x600 or 768x1024 on Tablet PC
IntraText® (VA2) - Some rights reserved by EuloTech SRL - 1996-2011. Content in this page is licensed under a Creative Commons License