Mar 22, 2013
Once, when he was First Vice President, he was making emergency love to one of the Sunday girls, sitting on a desk chair with her astride him, when the door opened without warning. Uncle Leo XII peered in, as if he had walked into the wrong office and stared at his terrified nephew over his eyeglasses. “I'll be damned!” said his uncle without the least sign of shock. “You screw just like your dad!” And before he closed the door, he said, with his eyes looking into the distance: “And you Señorita, feel free to carry on. I swear by my honor that I have not seen your face.”
Love in the Time of Cholera- Gabriel Garcia Marquez
