三三言情小说

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第11部分（第6页）

　If　he　could　at　least　find　a　new　angle　to　approach　the　topic　of

love。

　Plunged　in　the　spring　rolinho　sauce　and　took　another　bite。

　The　hot　fat　rolinho　of

trickled　down　through　the　wrist。

　Esbarrou　a　waitress　at　the　hip　with　his　elbow　and　he

dropped　what　was　left　of　the　cup　rolinho；　coffee　with　milk　spreading　everywhere。

Most　people　are　annoying；　but　for　Dan　was　a

moment　of　illumination。

Sex！

；　He　thought。

　The　sex　was　the　final　physical　expression　of　love；　and　it　was　so；　although

it　was　never　done；　he　wanted　to　happen　at　the　right　time；　when　the　only　way　to　tell　what　was

really　meant　to　make　love。

Dan　took　the　pen　cap。

　He　read　much　critical　theory　to　know　that　some　of　the　biggest　clichés

to　write　about　sex　was　to　use　images　of　flowers　desabrochando；　the　sunrise　and　fireworks。

　He

also　knew　it　was　possible　to　do　something　that　did　not　appear　sexual。

　But　he　wanted　to　write

about　the　sex　of　new　and　unexpected　ways。

He　looked　at　the　half　eaten　rolinho　spring；　brown　coffee；　thinking。

Any　normal　kid　would　have　to　think　about　sex　immediately　thought　of　taking　the　clothes　of

the　girl。

　However；　Dan　was　not　a　normal　boy。

　Instead　of　thinking　about　taking　the　clothes　of

Vanessa；　he　thought　in　words　old；　unless　they　were　used　in　a　sensual。

　And　to　do　that　you

have　to　stop　thinking　about　words　and　start　thinking　about　something　or；　even　better；

someone。

　Preferably　someone　without　clothes。

But　Dan　was　arrested　for　words。

　The　more　agonizava　on　what　words　to　use；　was　more　convinced

that　it　could　not　write　about　sex　because　they　had　not　yet　done。

　And　if　he　did　not　write

about　sex；　would　not　get　to　write　about　love。

　And　if　you　can　not　write　about　love；　write

more　n？a　would　achieve　nothing。

Is　that　sex　was　the　cure　for　writers　block？