Yes I Do - ORANGE FREE STATE

It starts with a hand on the back of the neck. A man's hand accustomed to picking young girls in bloom, to ruffling their smooth hair and to removing overly demure collars. It is the story of a man's hand at night in a car, which draws towards itself an intact face, symbolized by a bouquet of white flowers - lily of the valley, jasmine and orange blossom in the lead - and already guesses the chocolate aroma of a tender mouth. And the story of a woman who stands up to him, before smiling down on him. All the art of the “American kiss” is then deployed on accords of solar amber, almond, sugar cane and marshmallow. About her, the man will know everything: the rasping warmth of the tongue, its exciting back and forth... Everything, but no more: we cannot cross the threshold of this girl!