Burning the saut eacute
It was hot. I was fresh out of the shower and I was sweating, so I decided not dry my hair and put only one black thong. I loved to walk home with women's underwear. The night had been long, wet and pleasant and I woke up late, it was almost time to eat. I put on my apron, I took a squirt of olive oil in the pan and pique the onion and green pepper with which to make a sauté for Bolognese sauce for spaghettis.It would be the noise of the kitchen bell or the vegetables sizzling in the pan, but...