They have some… and they acknowledge it

Today, on television as in the dinners, everywhere one speaks about sex without constraints nor taboos. And one reveals, without fear, his reality like his interior world. “The phantasm, it is the sex in a pure state, stripped feelings, explains Sylvain Mimoun. There are still about fifteen years, the majority of my patients to me said that they did not know what it was, whom they did not have. Just they knew those of their husband. They were often constrained besides. Today, they go more or less far in the imaginary one, but the majority of them fantasment and say it much more quickly to me. ”

They are still afraid of it

A little shopgirls, they think with Brad Pitt, George Clooney, or with “the beautiful unknown of the subway”. Romantic, they are dreamed “with the corner of fire, with champagne and strawberries”, or “enclosed for the night in the temple of Pétra”. More dared, they would like to be “the object of an old pervert”, or “offered to another girl under the glance of [their] man”… On a billiard table, with the coffee machine, in a carpark. Catches violently or lascivement. The dependent fists or the bandaged eyes, dominating or subjected, it is according to…

In the consulting room of the doctor, they would dream from now on with high voice of fantastic rides as they tell their headaches to their general practitioner… Pure fantasy, for the blow. Because decencies remain, despite everything. Sylvain Mimoun tells how the veil rose, which it still protects, and how itself advances all carefully to lead its patients to entrust: “They are often afraid of their own sexuality. Our culture Judeo-Christian was built on the idea that female sexuality was inevitably devouring and impossible to appease. From where the interdicts which weighed on it during centuries. The women are not disencumbered of it. My patients often say to me: “But if I start, I do not know where that will stop.”

For them, speech of their phantasms, it is last walk before the passage to the act. However, nothing obliges us to carry them out. Imagination is enough sometimes and it is not dangerous. In addition, they are often afraid to be taken “for the insane ones”, as they say. They wonder whether they are “normal”. But, on the matter, there are not a standard, goods or bad phantasms. Lastly, when they are younger, they mix the act and the thought: “To have a phantasm, it is the beginning of the inaccuracy.” ”

They discuss it with their partner

“They speak about it also more easily with their companion. Besides I see more and more men complaining that their partners have too assumed phantasms, too expressed, and that they make share of it by employing too believed words?! In a few years, balance deeply changed, as well in words as in acts”, Sylvain Mimoun reveals.

Initially, it is necessary to take time to find a common language. And, since men and women do not speak the same language completely, the training must be done carefully. “The phantasm is not a receipt which one can release with the other of goal in white, the doctor prevents. Sexuality is already a delicate question. There, one touches with the major intimacy of each one. When one becomes too technical, or interventionist, it is the assured failure: the door is closed again. A couple must let its dialogue in love settle in time. It is a history which one tells to two, as confidence settles. It is necessary to launch poles, and to wait to see whether the other seizes them before going further. A word of through, and the charm can break. Especially, when the phantasm is played in stereophony, it is necessary to be held ready: a word will call another of them. ”

However, to this verbal higher bid the question of the passage is added to the act: “To two, the phantasm any more will not be enough. One will want to test… And to support the passage to reality, for its risks of disillusions, it is necessary to be with the tuning fork. Without counting that in its turn a phantasm will call another of them. The climbing is inevitable. ” It is necessary to be aware of it. To be aware also its own limits.

The parents of the small gorilla did what the wizard of the monkeys had said to them. The young gorilla remained three days and three nights, all alone, on the rock at the edge of the Outabanana river.

The morning of the fourth day, the parents sought their small. Insane of joy, the young gorilla threw itself in the arms of its mom, and when the mom gorilla presented a banana mode to him… this last devoured it entire!

Prince de Malriche, future king of the adjoining country, wanted to have this splendid kingdom at all costs: to marry the Aimée princess seemed the best solution. But it still had to convince this king Theodore whom he maliciously called “the father butterfly”.
One day, it went to the castle to see it. It crossed fits with body it of the Aimée princess who left to see her friends butterflies. With audacity he says to him:
- Princess, it would be good that nobler hands guide you. Your young servant should be satisfied with dirty works. I will replace it!
Léo moved away without any resistance. It knew that its cheveaux would guess in this prince, an authoritative and brutal character.
And it was thus. In this fits with body badly led, the Aimée princess was well shaken. She says to prince de Malriche:
- Let us return now. I hate the bumps. My Léo coachman is much more advised that you!
When he heard these words, the prince was deeply upset and seizes whip. He started to strike the horses. Those had so much badly that they bucked violently. Fits with body reversed itself.
By chance, the Aimée princess could leave there precipitately. Disgusted by this unforeseen and dangerous adventure, it launched:
- I prefer to return to foot!
Léo, which was not very far could not be prevented from smiling. Fortunately the Prince had not seen it! He was turned over towards the young man and known as with pride:
- These horses are very badly drawn up, one guesses that you are far from being noble, poor coachman! I will harness mine with fits with body and I will make the same course. Then you will see their nobility, their strength, their obedience. I hope that will be used to you as lesson!
Little time afterwards, it returned with two horses, certainly powerful but almost without glance. It harnessed them with fits with body.
Alas, to do it, it was helped even of the whip; the poor animals!
All was now ready for the departure. A whiplash lacerated the back of two mountings. At once fits with body it shook. The horses gallopped, but of all his forces, the prince whipped, whipped. Once achieved the way, it returned at Léo and known as with contempt:
- If you can go even more quickly tomorrow, you, the poor one, you, the ignoramus, you, the lout, and well you will marry the Princess Aimee, my princess.
The king himself will be there: this Papillon father will obey me!
And it started to laugh maliciously…

As the evening fell, each one returned at his place. After a light meal, Léo and Aimée lay down, him in its poor house, it in its splendid castle.
When they were deadened, the stars are reflected to dance in the sky. Then a small luminous point escaped from their heart from both.
The initially tiny points are reflected to grow and became two hearts. Each one had the size of a wing of butterfly. The two gilded hearts met in the black night and formed a butterfly-heart without body.
This one fluttered to the stable, penetrated there and just above the shoes of the horses started to beat wings quickly. Then the gold powder which recovered them fell and the horses felt to become light: now their shoes effleuraient hardly the ground. But nobody could see it.
During this time prince de Malriche was turned over to the castle of king Theodore for all to explain to him: the following day, if it did not give his daughter to the winner of the challenge, and well that would be the war!

The following day, as agreed, accompanied by Aimee, good king Theodore, extremely opposed by this challenge, arrived at the exact hour at the place from which would leave fits with body it.
For him, the fate seemed already fixed, prince de Malriche had been so fast! Alas, it did not like this Prince at all. Admittedly, it was immensely rich, but so proud, if conceited that the good king preferred more to meet it. Never Aimée could be happy near him. This prince of misfortune wanted to marry to have the kingdom and anything else: he did not have really a heart.
When to the Léo young person… it was not rich of course, but Aimée and were to him large friends! And our good king Theodore started to dream
Suddenly, close to him, he saw Léo, upright, between his two horses. Odd, their shoes had not made any noise!
- They do not touch ground, thought it, it is magic!
Calmly and always without noise, Léo harnessed its horses with fits with body.
At this moment, the Aimée princess prepared to take seat there. Galamment Léo tightened the hand to him. Then coming it is not known from where a cloud of butterfly-hearts emerges which placed all around fits with body. They are reflected to beat wings.
Now, the heavy one fits with body had become lighter than a feather. Suddenly the butterfly gilded without body appeared. It fluttered towards the king and murmured to him with the ear:
- If you encourage them, they will gain!
And good king Theodore started to smile. He rather launched a glance mocker to prince de pretentious, avid Malriche of power and glory.
This one, which had not noticed anything, said to Léo:
- Poor coachman, it was necessary to give them to eat with these horses: their legs maigrelettes will not hold hundred meters! You lost small farmer in advance.
But Léo did not listen to these scorning remarks: he spoke with the horses which shook the head. He embraced them and took his place of notching.
s agreed, the king gave the departure. He shouted:
- Go ahead the children!
Without a noise they left.
The horses of Léo, slipped by at the speed of the flash. Prince de Malriche did not see anything, did not understand anything. It was incomprehensible! Depity, it left without anything to say. But it reconsiders its steps and known as of a tone scoffer:
- He, father butterfly, your Aimée princess does not deserve better than a coachman and does not forget, tomorrow it is the war!
Then it moved away.
Hardly it had turned the back that fits with body it appeared. It stopped in front of king Theodore. This one, any smile, known as in Léo:
- I appoint you prince and the hand of my daughter gives you!

But its smile disappeared. He announced sadly:
- Tomorrow it is the war. Alas we do not have an army to defend us.
And all three nimbly returned.
However nobody wanted to sleep: they remained, sitted there around the table, without moving, speech.
Suddenly the gilded butterfly appeared. Then a soft voice whispered:
- Did not fear all will happen well!
And the butterfly without body fluttered above king Theodore, prince Léo and the Aimée princess. A little gold powder fell on each one of them. Then their heart became light, light…
And the night passed quietly…
Vis-a-vis the castle, posed on the summit of the trees, the butterfly-hearts took care.
The morning, with the alarm clock, good king Theodore looked by far by his window. It was incredible. A high wall protected now its kingdom.
It took its long sight and observed this strange rampart. It was only made billion butterfly-hearts. They were held there, wings drawn aside, magiquement motionless.
Each time a ball of criminal gun tried to cross this fragile rampart, they started to beat wings quickly. At once a coloured powder cloud wrapped the destroying projectile. In little time the ball was nothing any more but one coloured balloon, much lighter than a butterfly.
The balloons rose in the sky. The fallen night they became splendid shooting stars: the green ones, reds, the blue ones. The spectacle was splendid.
Completely flabbergasted, prince de Malriche and his soldiers looked at the sky blissfully; now they could not move any more. They had been transformed into rocks so much the surprise had been large.

King Theodore, like Aimee and Léo, pushed an enormous sigh of relief: there no had been war.
At this moment each butterfly-heart regained its flower and the life began again even more beautiful than front!