Chapter 88 ...
Sorry for the delay, I'm very busy with school ...
Chapter 88: Finally
He had followed. He had gone to the bathroom with her. He had convinced some time in escort wherever. He would have done all these things. Would have made if not for the terrible dream that consumed him. Fernando
fell asleep before it could process the inability of your body and mind to continue to respond.
is why the did not realize when Leticia left the bathroom in just his towel and gave him a kiss on the forehead. Not when she opted to dress in the bedroom, in front of him, for the convenience of being closer to his clothes. Nor when she stopped for a moment to observe naked there in his bed.
Fernando Mendiola was not the most patient man in the world.
course, had been sleepy, and had fallen asleep. Did not even notice when she went or what time it was when he did. So when he awoke and saw that his watch was about one o'clock in the afternoon, and still was in the bed of Leticia, he convinced she took pity on him and let him sleep the more I wanted. So when he got up in search of it, he will miss more than anything she had not yet returned. And if something had happened?
He was about to dial his cell phone when someone knocked on the door. Fernando breathe relieved to think that was his Lety, returning from the super food for lunch. So the did not think twice or open the door.
Clearly, there was Lety.
"Hey, Don ... Mendiola? Fernando
froze. Lety was definitely not. Quite the contrary. "Tomas, right?"
"Yes. You porq ... er, I mean ... this Lety? "
The boy appeared to be uncomfortable, and he was not alone. There was his boss at the apartment of his friend and as much as Fernando could distract him with his charisma, could not erase the fact that he was dressed in only their underwear.
"came out," Fernando answered him, trying to stand in an intimidating manner. Although of course the fact that he was not dressed in his expensive suit, which was spread throughout the apartment will towards the effort useless.
"Ah, ok. The phone call but no answer. "
" I needed something more? "Fernando asked, his tone a little but he wanted to look sharp. But shit, was giving cold!
"Ah, yes. Eh ... I brought a paper that she had asked me, if you can ... "
Ferdinand received him, opening the folder immediately. "Ah, it's about the numbers did not agree."
"If I could find the source of the problem to a company that hires concepts but was not established on the books for the last few months, "explained Tomas, trying not to look away from the eyes of his boss. "Lety understand all that, it most likely was a systematic error."
"Ah, ok. Thank you, "Fernando smiled a forced smile. "Oh, and Tomas ..."
Tomas looked over his shoulder to see her boss in his leg to stop him, "Do not worry, sir. I do not like to irrigate gossip. "
Fernando closed the door with folder in hand and no idea what to do next. Where the hell was Lety?
+ + because I had no idea he had come. Well, yeah, yeah I know. I knew perfectly well because he had come, because he had engaged in re: your dream. Which had awakened at midnight as all the above. From their point of view might be the last if it is worth enough strength to walk through those doors. She closed her eyes and breathe, trying to calm the anxiety that never would be removed but still ahead with its plan. Determined, she got out of the convertible and set out to cross the street to the properties Padilla.
She walked the path to his old home, intrigued by not meeting with anyone during that time in the day. Any employee. That was weird. But hey, in five years things change suffered a certain way. His gaze shifted from the main gate to the windows of upper floors. No trace of movement. She was about to try to open the door when he heard noises. Voices. Several voices, coming from the patio behind the house. And laughs.
Lety's parents always loved spending Saturday with friends outside in the pool, under trees, enjoying the life. Although the reason for your visit, did not involve more than their parents, it was not time to turn around and leave, but of course, could have done without anybody noticing. But no, was there and would not leave without cleaning their past, to show their cards and speak the truth.
a deep breath before approaching, repeating herself for going, I needed to do. Faces turned to her close, surprised by his sudden appearance. But she did not see others. She only saw the face of his father, returning his gaze without fear or uncertainty. I was there for him, and would not go without confronting it. She came, stopping behind a chair, occupied by someone, when he realized.
The man in the chair turned around and silence reign among all present. Each has its own reason for silence, by surprise. Leticia
look at the man, who looked from head to toe, and he nodded. "Hi Louis." It was too late to flee. And shit, and do not care. Kill two birds with one stone, she thought. It was then turned his gaze to his father to his left. "Hi Papa."
"What ... you do here?" Asked Erasmo Padilla, dumbfounded by the visit of his daughter.
"Do not you glad to see me, Dad?" She asked, a tinge of sadness hidden in her tone.
"Of course, if the daughter. Sure you can, "I assure her mother, holding her hand to her husband to react.
"Why? Why now? "Vocalize Erasmus. Leticia
hid her hands in jeans, breathing slowly. "Because I have no fear," she confessed, her eyes fixed on his father.
"Fear!? That ... "Leticia
head tilting to one side, unsure of her words. "I leave everything in the past."
"Including us, your parents," Erasmus said loudly, clearly overwhelmed with guilt for the flight of his daughter and angry about the same. Leticia
looked at his father's eyes and nodded, "I tried, but could not," he confessed with difficulty.
"Why did you leave?" his father continued. He needed to know, and had a right to know.
Leticia smiled sadly, not caring the other three views of her, his eyes only dedicated to his father. "No, perhaps because I found out that I wanted to marry someone I did not love."
"I knew, you wanted much to Luis at the time. What change? "Insisted his father.
Leticia nodded, pointing to her forehead Louis, her back to her now. "I think Louis I could explain it better than me. "
The eye of Mr Padilla was changing his daughter to his new partner. "Luis?" He asked, confused.
"Do not mind him, man." He was nervous. And he had every reason in the world to be. Leticia wanted him nervous. She wanted to enjoy his nervousness.
"Lety, you have no right,"
Leticia's attention was changed back Luísa rigid woman who was sitting next of his mother. She smiled at him with scorn. "Oh, my dear ex-friend, I have every right in the world. You have no idea what kind of man you are as committed m'hijita. "
" mentioned Louis? "Continued Erasmus.
The brazenly shook his head, his eyes on the ground. "No ..."
"Ah, do not know?" Asked Letty, tilting her head to look at Louis. Now I wanted to see, wanted to see her face while her father mentíaa easily.
Ana
rose angrily, "Shut Lety! Just because he did not want a relationship with you, "
" That naive er-"
" Ya! "Erasmo arrested two women, clearly angrier with each passing minute and confusion is magnified. "Someone can explain what the hell is going on here!?"
"I say, sir," Hannah replied, sitting down again. "His daughter, still bitter because Louis had sex with one night, and after that wanted nothing to do with it! "
" What ...?! "
" Ana, shut up, "Lui s finally vocalize, surprising his compromised by the urgency in his voice.
"Yes, Ana, shut up," Lety imitate him. "As I said before, you have no idea what you mean."
But Hannah was not finished talking. "Sure. I was there, I saw with my own eyes were on the whole night! "
Leticia was frustrated with the interruptions of Anne, her anger clearly present in their reactions. "And you were there when I put something in the drink, or when I get out when they knew perfectly well that I did not feel good!"
Silence.
"Lety, that they seem?" Asked his mother, terrified at the address was the talk. Leticia
deep breath, turning to their parents now. "They want to know why I suddenly changed you? That started to fail with my classes? Who started all the rumors about me? "
" Enough! "Louis stopped her immediately, turning in his chair and looking in his eyes furiously. "Lety, do not you dare ..." he whispered, panic running through the entire body. Leticia
confronted him with his eye, destroying it with his gaze intently for a moment before lifting his eyes toward his father. "He would not hear you, Dad. If I remember correctly, it was he who convinced me that you would not believe me if I was going with the truth. "
" Shut up ... "he insisted Luís, without success.
Truth? What truth!? "Erasmo wonder, since the limit of his patience. Leticia
look for his father to mother, undecided for a moment. She deep breath. This was the time I was dodging for years. But I was determined, would not be silent. "That Luís raped me," she was finally able to confess.
"What!?" All eyes sought the culprit, waiting for an explanation disbelief at the claim.
"It's not true ..."
"Oh, no!?" Leticia was sick. She crossed to stand before the seat of Louis, who looked forcing her and nobody else. "You're going to try to convince them that nothing happened, that I imagine waking up naked the next morning with bruises all over his body? Or that I wanted you broke my clothes that night on purpose to make it more romantic? "She shook her head in disbelief. "I yourself! "she said, her voice rising anger about decibels. "You're going to try to convince them that when I come to you weeks later to tell you I was expecting a child of yours, that child was not yours but anyone else, really!?"
"A child ...? "Leticia's mother covered her mouth, tears in his eyes when exchanging glances with her husband. Could not be.
Leticia Luis shook his head, resting her hands on her hips. "Well, I do not care if they believe me or not. At least now I know my version, and what kind of man really you are. "
" Forgive me for not having mentioned that, "she asked her parents. She
advancement to leave when he stopped and turned to his former friend, now. "I congratulate Anne for your commitment, but with the man you chose, you better give his condolences." She remembered in the way a last thing, turning. "Oh, and carefully andate eh," she recommended, "That this feel like slapping the male to female."
She finally hill eyes, knowing the way to the exit memory. At last he had. At last he could tell the truth. He was both full and EMPTY. All the fear and resentment and anger he had disappeared while all the joy, peace and courage he had returned in numbers.
"Lety!"
She did not have time to record all the voices which had told him when he was tapped with a pole arm. Half a turn, his impulses took over, and before she recognized him, his arm stretched back before moving forward hard with your fist against the face of Louis. The
fell to the ground, she stood at her feet. "Do not touch me again, what I mean?" His breathing was troubled, when I look up and found his father stopped a few steps. She wiped a tear drop on his cheek before turning and accelerate their way to the exit of the ranch Padilla. It was only when she was back in the convertible, he realized how his body was shaking. She wiped the remaining tears that now covered her whole face, before starting far away.
+ +
Fernando had promised. He had promised to wait there until she returned. So that's exactly what he was doing. But with resistance on the other hand, of course.
Fernando Mendiola was impatient, as well as hyperactive. He had to be doing something but was impatient, especially in the situation where he was. If you are impatient, you beginning to worry where Leticia was gone. And if he cared, he would look forward to his return. Not knowing what time could return, Fernando had no idea I imagine. So you try to fill in something not imagine nothing. Even with its gym just blocks from the apartment, kept his promise and did their exercises in the living room floor. After a bath, and no lights in Leticia, Fernando decided to make the bed when he noticed the rain had begun. It was nearly three o'clock when he tired to TV shows, and started to prepare some food for when Leticia return. He was looking at the foods in the refrigerator when I hear the door open.
Finally!
"Let-" he stopped to greet her as he passed him, soaking wet and in shock. She went into her bedroom and followed, altered their behavior. He paused in the doorway, just watching as her toward the path to his bed, taking off every garment he wore to stay in his underwear, hiding under the covers.
"Lety ..."
She made no noise. But after a few seconds she stretched a hand out blankets for his approach. He will think twice before approaching, slowly taking his hand. She moved and allowed the entrance to the bed. Fernando, insecure, crawled under blankets to be placed on Lety in bed, seeing his face for the first time since its entry. His face was wet, her eyes swollen, indicating that all was not the storm of the moment.
"Make love, Fernando," she asked.
"That happened Lety?" He asked softly, stroking her face.
She shook her head, closing his eyes for a moment before looking back. "Please ..."
The study will look. Something had happened. Something had definitely gone through the way she was asking it. He bowed his head and kissed her, which she ate in a hurry. She
seek the ends of his shirt and let her have it removed before adding to it again. She needed that to make love. Not by desire. Not for tenderness. But to be loved. To feel something. By trying to erase the marks of what clearly had left desolate. Then Fernando
relented. He gave up because it was the only thing he could do for her at that time. He would heal the wounds and request explanations later.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Monday, August 25, 2008
Essential Tremor And Special Education
Chapter 87 ...
here again to give you an episode before starting college again on Wednesday.
here again to give you an episode before starting college again on Wednesday.
Chapter 87: Here I will
10:14 a.m.
"Red." Leticia
raise my eyebrows, amused by his response. They both looked up and smiled at the connotation. Of course, the favorite color of Fernando would be the red. Represented all that was and all that inspired him to it: Passion. Fire. Fernando
Love had awakened first, taking a few minutes to see his wife naked in her sleep, calm and quiet, before she woke up. Her eyes opened slowly with the soothing of happiness on her to see him there, looking in the same way. Both had decided that his dream had been interrupted by the urgent need to eat something. Yet, both also agreed that for any reason they wanted to leave the bed. A few minutes later Fernando returned from the kitchen with a box of chocolate cereal balls for his lover asleep, who was dressed in his shirt.
Now both could be found on the bed, Leticia sitting with legs crossed and the cereal box on his lap while Fernando was stretched leaning on his elbow, watching her. Neither wanting to sleep or get up yet had fallen to questions and once played for weeks, when the possibility of having a relationship like that was just a possibility. Weeks later they returned to play the game for the comfort of it's good to discover new things about your partner with each question.
was Fernando's turn. And although they had spent a few rounds of questions, there was that he wanted to ask, but still undecided. I did not want to inconvenience any way Lety or remove the smile on his face. But I needed to ask, could it be that it was nothing but that if he could, so it was decided. He raised his eyes to look again, memorizing the happy face and without concern before closing his eyes for a moment and ask, his eyes on one of his hands.
"What happened last night when you wake up Lety?"
She stopped, her body still and Fernando was sure his eyes staring probably too. "... Were you awake?"
was his tone that he did find his eyes. Fragile. Terrified. His eyes conveyed the same. He nodded, holding her hand weakly in case if he decided to escape from his side.
She bit her lower lip, lowering his gaze to the box of cereal, and not making any movement to recognize the gesture, but not ripping hand. "Nothing, I had a bad dream."
"A nightmare?"
She looked into his eyes and smiled reluctantly. "But as a reality that became a nightmare."
"I always have them?" He asked worried, absorbing every detail of her face in a thousand ways to remember then how to change. Leticia
shrugged, his voice girl. "From time to time," she admitted, both knowing they were many times more than that.
uncomfortable silence try to occupy the space between them when suddenly Leticia delete it, preferring not to think about unpleasant things. "I touch me? "she asked, her face completely changed, her smile radiating light.
He smiled slightly, nodding, while his mind was occupied with the issue of Leticia nightmares that may never let her alone.
"What's your name?"
"My full name!?" Fernando asked, joining her eyebrows by the sudden question from Leticia, laughing. "No, you're gonna laugh at me."
"Come on, Fernando. Look, I promise, "she said, lifting a hand, making her a more serious expression. "I'm not laughing." Fernando
exaggerated sigh, before turning his eyes in defeat. "Fernando Sanz Lazaro Mendiola. You said you were not going to laugh! "He tells her to smile broadly at her. Leticia
chewed the inside cheek, removing your fun, "For Lazaro?"
Fernando shrugged, "For a guy who was supposedly very handsome or something."
That did it. Kelsey got a laugh came out, causing Fernando him open his eyes, "You said you were not going to laugh," the claim before him to catch her under the squirming with amusement in his eyes. "Haber, and yours?" Fernando asked, smiling slyly.
"Florence Leticia Padilla Solis," she confessed, staying quiet when you caught Fernando hands above his head.
"Linda is like the flowers," he commented Fernando.
Leticia, even in the position he was, laughed in the face of Fernando, shaking his head, clearly amused. "That corny you."
"But tell me that you love," he said, pressing her body to his, and giving a kiss to his jaw Leticia where he met his neck.
"True," Leticia said, sighing to extend your head back to give a better angle. After several minutes of pampering, Fernando and Leticia looked into his eyes, calm and satisfied just being so, in their arms.
"Which means?" Leticia asked suddenly, drawing invisible circles on the skin of the right arm of Fernando, where her tattoo in Arabic letters.
Fernando smiled. "Brotherhood," he confessed finally, looking at where it left traces of his touch. "The family is not only limited to those who share the same blood," he frowned for a moment before continuing. "I have a friend who I consider more than that,"
"Omar?"
"No, well yes, I consider on the same, but another friend. Eduardo. We did the same tattoo when he was in Mexico. "His gaze finally becoming the face of Leticia.
"And keep in touch with him?"
"Sometimes we talk. It is very adventurous, a day may be in Madrid and one in Los Angeles. She loves to travel, so it is doing, traveling. "
" I want very much, "she vocalize more as a fact that question, touched by the melancholy that Fernando showed him.
Fernando returned from the past, focusing on Leticia again. "It's one of the best friends I've known my life. And of course, as you can imagine Omar has a bit of heat. "
" you know him? "Asked Letty, smiling.
"Yes, the three grew up together. Eduardo and I approached but perhaps because it was always someone I wanted to be. "Leticia study
his eyes," How's that? "
" A free spirit. No worries, limits and responsibilities. "His voice bubbling in her stomach, slowly slowly. "It was he who convinced me to do this in boxing until he got me to keep me company, and it was he who introduced me to the gym that is nearby." Fernando frowned lowering his voice. "Sometimes I miss ..." Leticia
stroke her cheek, smiling when he kissed her. "You think you could teach me?"
Fernando returned to the present, looking at Leticia as if I had three heads. "That, to box!?" He squinted, suspicious. "Lety ... I want to hit?"
"Come on Fernando, please?" She asked, her eyes bright with laughter that his comment had caused him. "Something simple, yeah?" And before Fernando could respond, she was pulling up in bed with her, jumping in place with excitement.
"I do not think this is good idea ..." Fernando said in laziness, but of course, super fun with your request. With some pushing and jumping over Leticia, Fernando gave with laughter, showing you how to move while directing him to hand out. After a few minutes, some punching the air in practice and fending off the "attacks" by Fernando, both stumbled and fell on the bed. Fernando
Leticia was up again, the playfulness back, but now not only in his eyes, but also hers. She had already raised his head to kiss him before Fernando fall down and kiss. After several minutes of innocent caresses and kisses tasty, they stopped to absorb the tranquility of being together gave them. Leticia
sigh, settling on Fernando's chest as he moved his hand back and forth on the stomach. "Fernando, you think you could lend me your car for a while? I know you do not like to lend, and that for you is like, "
" Okay. "Leticia
turned to face him," I borrow it?! "She asked, surprised.
He stared, nodded slowly, "I trust in you."
Leticia's face softened, giving him a kiss on his bare chest before resting his chin on the site.
"You want to accompany you?" He asked, stroking her hair.
She smiled gratefully. "Thanks, but it's something I prefer to do alone. Not bother you? "He smiled
the same way," No. "
" I'm going to swim then. "He nodded, and she leaned to kiss him one last time on the lips before getting out of bed. On the threshold of the bathroom door, she paused, turning toward him, unsure. "I wait here until I return?"
Fernando, who had settled on the bed, his hands behind his head and look on it in just his shirt, gave one of his charming smiles. "I'll be here."
10:14 a.m.
"Red." Leticia
raise my eyebrows, amused by his response. They both looked up and smiled at the connotation. Of course, the favorite color of Fernando would be the red. Represented all that was and all that inspired him to it: Passion. Fire. Fernando
Love had awakened first, taking a few minutes to see his wife naked in her sleep, calm and quiet, before she woke up. Her eyes opened slowly with the soothing of happiness on her to see him there, looking in the same way. Both had decided that his dream had been interrupted by the urgent need to eat something. Yet, both also agreed that for any reason they wanted to leave the bed. A few minutes later Fernando returned from the kitchen with a box of chocolate cereal balls for his lover asleep, who was dressed in his shirt.
Now both could be found on the bed, Leticia sitting with legs crossed and the cereal box on his lap while Fernando was stretched leaning on his elbow, watching her. Neither wanting to sleep or get up yet had fallen to questions and once played for weeks, when the possibility of having a relationship like that was just a possibility. Weeks later they returned to play the game for the comfort of it's good to discover new things about your partner with each question.
was Fernando's turn. And although they had spent a few rounds of questions, there was that he wanted to ask, but still undecided. I did not want to inconvenience any way Lety or remove the smile on his face. But I needed to ask, could it be that it was nothing but that if he could, so it was decided. He raised his eyes to look again, memorizing the happy face and without concern before closing his eyes for a moment and ask, his eyes on one of his hands.
"What happened last night when you wake up Lety?"
She stopped, her body still and Fernando was sure his eyes staring probably too. "... Were you awake?"
was his tone that he did find his eyes. Fragile. Terrified. His eyes conveyed the same. He nodded, holding her hand weakly in case if he decided to escape from his side.
She bit her lower lip, lowering his gaze to the box of cereal, and not making any movement to recognize the gesture, but not ripping hand. "Nothing, I had a bad dream."
"A nightmare?"
She looked into his eyes and smiled reluctantly. "But as a reality that became a nightmare."
"I always have them?" He asked worried, absorbing every detail of her face in a thousand ways to remember then how to change. Leticia
shrugged, his voice girl. "From time to time," she admitted, both knowing they were many times more than that.
uncomfortable silence try to occupy the space between them when suddenly Leticia delete it, preferring not to think about unpleasant things. "I touch me? "she asked, her face completely changed, her smile radiating light.
He smiled slightly, nodding, while his mind was occupied with the issue of Leticia nightmares that may never let her alone.
"What's your name?"
"My full name!?" Fernando asked, joining her eyebrows by the sudden question from Leticia, laughing. "No, you're gonna laugh at me."
"Come on, Fernando. Look, I promise, "she said, lifting a hand, making her a more serious expression. "I'm not laughing." Fernando
exaggerated sigh, before turning his eyes in defeat. "Fernando Sanz Lazaro Mendiola. You said you were not going to laugh! "He tells her to smile broadly at her. Leticia
chewed the inside cheek, removing your fun, "For Lazaro?"
Fernando shrugged, "For a guy who was supposedly very handsome or something."
That did it. Kelsey got a laugh came out, causing Fernando him open his eyes, "You said you were not going to laugh," the claim before him to catch her under the squirming with amusement in his eyes. "Haber, and yours?" Fernando asked, smiling slyly.
"Florence Leticia Padilla Solis," she confessed, staying quiet when you caught Fernando hands above his head.
"Linda is like the flowers," he commented Fernando.
Leticia, even in the position he was, laughed in the face of Fernando, shaking his head, clearly amused. "That corny you."
"But tell me that you love," he said, pressing her body to his, and giving a kiss to his jaw Leticia where he met his neck.
"True," Leticia said, sighing to extend your head back to give a better angle. After several minutes of pampering, Fernando and Leticia looked into his eyes, calm and satisfied just being so, in their arms.
"Which means?" Leticia asked suddenly, drawing invisible circles on the skin of the right arm of Fernando, where her tattoo in Arabic letters.
Fernando smiled. "Brotherhood," he confessed finally, looking at where it left traces of his touch. "The family is not only limited to those who share the same blood," he frowned for a moment before continuing. "I have a friend who I consider more than that,"
"Omar?"
"No, well yes, I consider on the same, but another friend. Eduardo. We did the same tattoo when he was in Mexico. "His gaze finally becoming the face of Leticia.
"And keep in touch with him?"
"Sometimes we talk. It is very adventurous, a day may be in Madrid and one in Los Angeles. She loves to travel, so it is doing, traveling. "
" I want very much, "she vocalize more as a fact that question, touched by the melancholy that Fernando showed him.
Fernando returned from the past, focusing on Leticia again. "It's one of the best friends I've known my life. And of course, as you can imagine Omar has a bit of heat. "
" you know him? "Asked Letty, smiling.
"Yes, the three grew up together. Eduardo and I approached but perhaps because it was always someone I wanted to be. "Leticia study
his eyes," How's that? "
" A free spirit. No worries, limits and responsibilities. "His voice bubbling in her stomach, slowly slowly. "It was he who convinced me to do this in boxing until he got me to keep me company, and it was he who introduced me to the gym that is nearby." Fernando frowned lowering his voice. "Sometimes I miss ..." Leticia
stroke her cheek, smiling when he kissed her. "You think you could teach me?"
Fernando returned to the present, looking at Leticia as if I had three heads. "That, to box!?" He squinted, suspicious. "Lety ... I want to hit?"
"Come on Fernando, please?" She asked, her eyes bright with laughter that his comment had caused him. "Something simple, yeah?" And before Fernando could respond, she was pulling up in bed with her, jumping in place with excitement.
"I do not think this is good idea ..." Fernando said in laziness, but of course, super fun with your request. With some pushing and jumping over Leticia, Fernando gave with laughter, showing you how to move while directing him to hand out. After a few minutes, some punching the air in practice and fending off the "attacks" by Fernando, both stumbled and fell on the bed. Fernando
Leticia was up again, the playfulness back, but now not only in his eyes, but also hers. She had already raised his head to kiss him before Fernando fall down and kiss. After several minutes of innocent caresses and kisses tasty, they stopped to absorb the tranquility of being together gave them. Leticia
sigh, settling on Fernando's chest as he moved his hand back and forth on the stomach. "Fernando, you think you could lend me your car for a while? I know you do not like to lend, and that for you is like, "
" Okay. "Leticia
turned to face him," I borrow it?! "She asked, surprised.
He stared, nodded slowly, "I trust in you."
Leticia's face softened, giving him a kiss on his bare chest before resting his chin on the site.
"You want to accompany you?" He asked, stroking her hair.
She smiled gratefully. "Thanks, but it's something I prefer to do alone. Not bother you? "He smiled
the same way," No. "
" I'm going to swim then. "He nodded, and she leaned to kiss him one last time on the lips before getting out of bed. On the threshold of the bathroom door, she paused, turning toward him, unsure. "I wait here until I return?"
Fernando, who had settled on the bed, his hands behind his head and look on it in just his shirt, gave one of his charming smiles. "I'll be here."
Monday, August 18, 2008
Create Your Own Custom Wrestling Belts For Sale
Chapter 86 ...
Um ... Not suitable for children?
Um ... Not suitable for children?
Chapter 86: The Persistent Ghost
dim light. Gently sweeping the walls and bottom bodies nearest small lamp, delivering a relaxed atmosphere around the room. On the floor at the foot of the bed, they could find pants pink pajamas. The top of the game hanging from a beam from the edge of the bed, ready to fall on his partner. The bed was disposed at times, times before. The bedspread cornered at the end of wood that formed the base of the bed, she once thought it was too big for her own. On the walls, shadows danced, swayed and twisted without sound or technique, an outstanding pace at the moment for intimacy.
In the center of the big bed, Leticia was lying on her back, her head tilted slightly and his eyes turned a piece above, staring at the relaxed face who stood still on it. His skin was tinged with a hint subtly scarlet, an impression created by the soft glow of the lamp to his left, his hair, tousled waves and was spread on the sheets beneath her violets.
She made no sound when Fernando walked freely hand your body, no cry of pleasure and resistance. She just looked at him. His dark eyes scanning her body half naked, completely, like the fingers of his Fernando explored. The only difference was that she was completely exposed to him, but he kept his underpants positions. And that was good, because for her, even when faced with any clothes on, did not feel as uncomfortable as when it was he who was exposed. She knew he would be exposed at some point, and the thought seized her cheeks with heat. I had to remove that fear, that naivete, that shyness with him. After all, they made love. Several times. It was time to enjoy the male body in all its glory, but not only for the nudity but because that body was that of Fernando. The body of the man she loved. Where
sat cross-legged in front of him with a knee against her carefully, she could see every inch of her body. The rise of strong muscles under his skin, his thick dark hair on their forearms and muscular legs, and every freckle, mole and scar no particular order marked his skin.
She concentrated on the slow rise and fall of his chest while a large hand Fernando rested his forehead, one finger extended outlining the path from the root of your hair to one side of his face, pausing for a moment to hide a lock of hair behind her ear. His touch continued his tour, outlining his jaw, ending at the tip of his chin before resuming to her neck, from one side to the other, falling on his chest. His hands slid down her breasts, her fingers to caress producing persistent feelings. Their caresses were not hurried nor strong, but investigative given for the purpose of memorizing his body as to induce pleasure.
When her fingers began to dance circles around her hard nipples, rubbing and giving gentle shaking, she closed her eyes, whispered moan, almost inaudible, leaving your lips between open. She deep breath, breathing it, and following his movements caused by vibrations in the skin and deep into your muscles. A brief caress step against his rib, to his stomach when the heat and humidity of the language of Fernando made contact with his navel. She immediately became impatient, her moans gaining strength and removing the comfortable silence in the room, while the damping path of your navel to your pubic bone. Leticia
lifted her hips slightly, extending an invitation, his first cry of protest came when Fernando's hands grabbed her by the waist and replanted on the mattress again. She stretched his hands on his head, holding the head of your bed. And continued, depositing kisses inside of her thighs, holding the friction enough to suck a small area of thin skin between her lips.
She then grabbed the strongest of the head of your bed, your nails done at the ripe dark marks. She began to squirm again while he was doing maneuvers with his tongue in slow circles around its center, sliding around it with enough pressure to tickle, to provoke, and to not release the body began to plead with her muscles quivering and moaning that suddenly caught in his lungs, and if that were suffering lack of oxygen.
"Oh ... God ... please Fernando ..." she vocalize, tilting his head back, her chin quivering up in the air while his muscles, his toes curled up to his jaw clenched, began a superb waves spasms. "Fer ..." She drowned in her own voice, giving the last spasms that gripped with waves of pleasure. His mouth was dry. The opening and closing, seeking relief on the lips of the man who approached and left her to move from his place. "Fer, let me touch you too. also need touch. "Her ecstasy rave controlling their body under the command of Ferdinand.
vaguely ringing, she seemed to hear his voice, authoritative but with a tinge of satisfaction seizing his every syllable. Just felt when his hands took hold of his wrists. Leticia's head fell back loose when brought forward, his eyes still closed just in a cloud of lust when he guided his seat.
"Lety, look at me."
His eyelids gradually opened to expose their pupils dilated. And when his eyes cleared, she could look into my eyes. He was surprised to see that was no longer on the bed but on the side of her, standing before her. She let out Sighing, the love drug relaxing your body, able to enjoy the view before your eyes without discomfort. After all, he was still with his shorts positions. Fernando
go to see male body with its eyes never wavering in it, he squinted to see her come to his eyes again, waiting, not knowing it was but also willing to undergo it. "I want you to see what I do," he instructed, sticking their thumbs in their underwear and getting out the only garment that clothed the naked.
Leticia's eyes widened. I was waiting, of course, but not that way, not as direct. She took her sight look better, seeing in them the permission that she needed to ask. The only stared, insisting that she looked, it looked all that was. What was hers.
Hesitatingly, Lety under the eyes, slowly. His eyes rested on his member, impressed. It was true. He was the first man who had been so. She looked at him and let her watch. I want you to see what I do, the he had said. Leticia was shy but not so naive to know he meant to tell Fernando that. He was excited. For her. He was excited to give her pleasure. And Leticia could not deny that it excited her even more to it. Leticia finally looked up and met with those dark eyes again, her dark eyes flashing with vulnerability he tried to hide. She was not the only exposed. Able that had never been subjected to nudity in this way, of this magnitude. He was sure of himself, that she had no doubt, but even the safest in the world may feel vulnerable in a situation like that.
She came, kneeling before him on the bed and then get up and put one hand on the cheek. I look at it fixed, like the did with it. "I want you," she confessed, with one hand behind your head and pulling him to his lips, his tongue exploring it on before his lips made contact. Her hands found both cheeks as they kissed, their bodies attached so that the erection of Fernando pushed the soft skin of Leticia's stomach while the hands of the was his butt. She smiled as she dropped a hand sliding down his chest down, never discontinuing the kiss, and Fernando achieving the only immobile it in your hand.
"Lety ..." Lety
But I hear the danger in her voice, she kept the kiss that nothing in the world wanted to finish, while Fernando ran penis with slow strokes, inspiring groans from the inside his mouth. The kisses became desperate, strong, when Leticia beyond the limits of Fernando.
The turn from the kiss, breathing hard and holding in his eyes. "I need ..."
"Not yet," she interrupted to tell him, kissing him again, but now pulling her toward the bed. The reason I hear, I hear his words, he just needed to be inside her, now or at any time would lose the battle. But Leticia was but insistent on what he wanted. Fernando did not have time to understand when she had him back, for your pleasure.
"Lety, that ..."
But Fernando could not vocalize a word but when Leticia slipped through his body, out of your control once more to take in his hand. Fernando closed his eyes, letting his head fall back to the pet feel that way. Where the hell had learned that!? His mind was clouded when he felt a touch of air. Looking up, she was terrified at the thought that had, somehow, under pressure to do what she intended to do. "Lety, that ... I did not do for you ..." A groan he defeated Leticia words when given a squeeze.
"I want to Fernando."
Fernando found all the strength I had to lift her head and look at the expression.
"Let me do it, if"
Fernando closed his eyes to leave the head down in defeat on the pillow under it. Before he could react it was, Jennifer and I had it in his mouth.
+ + +
made love twice after that.
She bucked against him, to the, in, its flattened against the chest, the sweat on his stomach rubbing against the, and his face flushed a few inches away from the of. Both with open eyes, seeing clearly, and looking carefully. The corners of his mouth lifted up at the same time, their breathless groans mingled in the air and odors of the individual were passed to her and she him. Once
Leticia arched his back, his head falling loose, Fernando raised him until her face was against his back. "I want to watch," he whispered, his request coming from your throat. "I want you to see what you provoke me, Leticia."
She complained without shame as he entered it with more depth. She grabbed his back, screaming with pleasure while Fernando lips barely touched hers and pushed into it, stronger and with more intensity. Skin against skin and groans arose harmoniously as muscles contracted, stealing breath and consistency and control.
And through every thrill, every breath, trembling, and every electric tingling that your muscles tense, they watched. No hiding from the fact that one had in the other, and none able to continue hiding behind your insecurities.
+ + +
Leticia blinked drowsiness. The lamp had finally been extinguished, but the chamber was not completely dark, the clouds had disappeared a day to show an awesome night with a huge moon shining its light through the curtains between open. She blinked again, his eyelids closing and opening out slowly while his eyes were fixed on the clock near his head on the nightstand. 2:49
She accommodation in bed swinging his right leg above his left leg and picking up both to his stomach. Looking down, his eyes ran down her bare chest, step violet savanna covering his waist, and stood on the arm of Fernando. He was against it, his lead attached to the back of Leticia, arm stretching all along its side with his hand placed on hip women. She curled the side of his face in his pillow while another of his warm and strong breaths tickled the back of his neck, causing goose bumps arise on your skin, and she struggled with the smile that the last hours Love wanted to lay on her lips.
"I want to see what your provoke me, Leticia. "
She surrendered to his heavy eyelids, letting it completely closed. Focusing on the breath of Fernando, she coordinated theirs with him, stopping the sound from both your mind. She felt when he surrendered to sleep, your body tired and occasionally moving memoir that turned into dreams.
"Say it is not true."
Leticia was against a wall in the fourth semi dark, holding his legs tremors occurred. "It's yours," she said quietly, his eyes downcast.
"No! I do not believe, "he said, turning around and walking towards her to stay in front of your face. "Nobody will believe," he said, his words almost inaudible killed while his eyes a bit more about it. "You're not gonna ruin your life with a bastard who might not be mine!"
Leticia even with fear over, stared at him all the courage that the foreclosure. "You're hurting me Louis," she told him sternly, trying to move the wrist trapped man had him against the wall.
"Everyone will figure out the mess you are, you hear me?" He whispered to his ear. "Nobody will believe. No one will believe these crocodile tears from you. And anyone you want something used ... "He turned around near his mouth but I avoid it, now all the man's body preventing it from escaping. "If you do not want that to happen, you will responsible for eliminating the problem." Leticia
immediately turned toward his eyes dark with the fire that was declining but not yet extinguished. "Damn," she vocalize almost closed lips. "My parents do not know what I did," "
He put away, running his hands through his hair in frustration. "I did not do anything!"
"I raped idiot! Raped me and I did not tell anyone! "Leticia he exclaimed, his blood boiling the injustice that still chasing her. She walked to the now, finding the fire of anger to go, shaking his head. "But not anymore, but I will not shut up, listen to me!?"
Their faces were inches apart now, his breath turning to man for his positions. He squinted, trying to evaluate the conviction in his words. "It would be capable."
"EVERYONE is going to bury the son of pu-"
Leticia shrugged, closeness to her rapist waking from sleep light, and startled causing her where she was lying to avoid the shock of the slap now only existed in his sleep. She deep breath, holding the inhalation until she felt the constant breaths Fernando once again make contact with his neck. Of soft, and reliable breaths, she heard his voice again, "No woman asks to be raped."
long after she thought so. So was convinced had been so convinced. That really was not rape. She loved him, had asked for and given invitation. But no. That was just a stupid naive to believe that her treatment. She knew. As I was not going to know? Even after taking what Luís had given her, she knew. Deep within herself, knew what had happened but could not remember some details.
"Nobody will believe."
Fernando moved and she stayed motionless on his body, holding your breath unstable until he returned from a constant. His hand slid off his hips, falling loosely over her stomach, and she found herself fascinated with her fingers against her white skin dark. He had believed. Without explanations or doubts. He believed, not because I had to do it, but because. Just like that. Leticia life, he thought, was taught that one had to gain the trust of the people, had to force others to believe in his word. But Fernando had taught him not to be so, she did not have to do anything to convince you to believe something that was true, something that was it. But also, he had been taught the same thing. Perhaps as it always had to fight against others to see what it was when from the beginning never had to check, but just be it, period.
"And no one will want something used ..."
No one had wanted, but had not been for the will of a damn. The blame for giving these words validity, relevance, resting only a couple of weary shoulders.
Yours. She
rearrangement in bed, changing its position to lie on his back. Fernando claims in his sleep, settling for change. His breaths came in lower noise in the air, his chest expanding and deflating with each breath. She settled on her pillow at him. She felt no anger over what had happened, and felt the responsibility, blame, I thought I had to charge to keep his anger in the facts. No longer guarding the notion, the belief that no man would approach her for what had happened, so what had happened. Lying there, with Fernando, nudity, constant breaths of warm, with its intoxicating scent becoming a permanent on your skin, she felt relaxed. I no longer had the world on his shoulders, no, quite the opposite. She felt calm. Protected. Segura. Well. As if for the first time in his twenty three years, she knew perfectly well where had to be.
dim light. Gently sweeping the walls and bottom bodies nearest small lamp, delivering a relaxed atmosphere around the room. On the floor at the foot of the bed, they could find pants pink pajamas. The top of the game hanging from a beam from the edge of the bed, ready to fall on his partner. The bed was disposed at times, times before. The bedspread cornered at the end of wood that formed the base of the bed, she once thought it was too big for her own. On the walls, shadows danced, swayed and twisted without sound or technique, an outstanding pace at the moment for intimacy.
In the center of the big bed, Leticia was lying on her back, her head tilted slightly and his eyes turned a piece above, staring at the relaxed face who stood still on it. His skin was tinged with a hint subtly scarlet, an impression created by the soft glow of the lamp to his left, his hair, tousled waves and was spread on the sheets beneath her violets.
She made no sound when Fernando walked freely hand your body, no cry of pleasure and resistance. She just looked at him. His dark eyes scanning her body half naked, completely, like the fingers of his Fernando explored. The only difference was that she was completely exposed to him, but he kept his underpants positions. And that was good, because for her, even when faced with any clothes on, did not feel as uncomfortable as when it was he who was exposed. She knew he would be exposed at some point, and the thought seized her cheeks with heat. I had to remove that fear, that naivete, that shyness with him. After all, they made love. Several times. It was time to enjoy the male body in all its glory, but not only for the nudity but because that body was that of Fernando. The body of the man she loved. Where
sat cross-legged in front of him with a knee against her carefully, she could see every inch of her body. The rise of strong muscles under his skin, his thick dark hair on their forearms and muscular legs, and every freckle, mole and scar no particular order marked his skin.
She concentrated on the slow rise and fall of his chest while a large hand Fernando rested his forehead, one finger extended outlining the path from the root of your hair to one side of his face, pausing for a moment to hide a lock of hair behind her ear. His touch continued his tour, outlining his jaw, ending at the tip of his chin before resuming to her neck, from one side to the other, falling on his chest. His hands slid down her breasts, her fingers to caress producing persistent feelings. Their caresses were not hurried nor strong, but investigative given for the purpose of memorizing his body as to induce pleasure.
When her fingers began to dance circles around her hard nipples, rubbing and giving gentle shaking, she closed her eyes, whispered moan, almost inaudible, leaving your lips between open. She deep breath, breathing it, and following his movements caused by vibrations in the skin and deep into your muscles. A brief caress step against his rib, to his stomach when the heat and humidity of the language of Fernando made contact with his navel. She immediately became impatient, her moans gaining strength and removing the comfortable silence in the room, while the damping path of your navel to your pubic bone. Leticia
lifted her hips slightly, extending an invitation, his first cry of protest came when Fernando's hands grabbed her by the waist and replanted on the mattress again. She stretched his hands on his head, holding the head of your bed. And continued, depositing kisses inside of her thighs, holding the friction enough to suck a small area of thin skin between her lips.
She then grabbed the strongest of the head of your bed, your nails done at the ripe dark marks. She began to squirm again while he was doing maneuvers with his tongue in slow circles around its center, sliding around it with enough pressure to tickle, to provoke, and to not release the body began to plead with her muscles quivering and moaning that suddenly caught in his lungs, and if that were suffering lack of oxygen.
"Oh ... God ... please Fernando ..." she vocalize, tilting his head back, her chin quivering up in the air while his muscles, his toes curled up to his jaw clenched, began a superb waves spasms. "Fer ..." She drowned in her own voice, giving the last spasms that gripped with waves of pleasure. His mouth was dry. The opening and closing, seeking relief on the lips of the man who approached and left her to move from his place. "Fer, let me touch you too. also need touch. "Her ecstasy rave controlling their body under the command of Ferdinand.
vaguely ringing, she seemed to hear his voice, authoritative but with a tinge of satisfaction seizing his every syllable. Just felt when his hands took hold of his wrists. Leticia's head fell back loose when brought forward, his eyes still closed just in a cloud of lust when he guided his seat.
"Lety, look at me."
His eyelids gradually opened to expose their pupils dilated. And when his eyes cleared, she could look into my eyes. He was surprised to see that was no longer on the bed but on the side of her, standing before her. She let out Sighing, the love drug relaxing your body, able to enjoy the view before your eyes without discomfort. After all, he was still with his shorts positions. Fernando
go to see male body with its eyes never wavering in it, he squinted to see her come to his eyes again, waiting, not knowing it was but also willing to undergo it. "I want you to see what I do," he instructed, sticking their thumbs in their underwear and getting out the only garment that clothed the naked.
Leticia's eyes widened. I was waiting, of course, but not that way, not as direct. She took her sight look better, seeing in them the permission that she needed to ask. The only stared, insisting that she looked, it looked all that was. What was hers.
Hesitatingly, Lety under the eyes, slowly. His eyes rested on his member, impressed. It was true. He was the first man who had been so. She looked at him and let her watch. I want you to see what I do, the he had said. Leticia was shy but not so naive to know he meant to tell Fernando that. He was excited. For her. He was excited to give her pleasure. And Leticia could not deny that it excited her even more to it. Leticia finally looked up and met with those dark eyes again, her dark eyes flashing with vulnerability he tried to hide. She was not the only exposed. Able that had never been subjected to nudity in this way, of this magnitude. He was sure of himself, that she had no doubt, but even the safest in the world may feel vulnerable in a situation like that.
She came, kneeling before him on the bed and then get up and put one hand on the cheek. I look at it fixed, like the did with it. "I want you," she confessed, with one hand behind your head and pulling him to his lips, his tongue exploring it on before his lips made contact. Her hands found both cheeks as they kissed, their bodies attached so that the erection of Fernando pushed the soft skin of Leticia's stomach while the hands of the was his butt. She smiled as she dropped a hand sliding down his chest down, never discontinuing the kiss, and Fernando achieving the only immobile it in your hand.
"Lety ..." Lety
But I hear the danger in her voice, she kept the kiss that nothing in the world wanted to finish, while Fernando ran penis with slow strokes, inspiring groans from the inside his mouth. The kisses became desperate, strong, when Leticia beyond the limits of Fernando.
The turn from the kiss, breathing hard and holding in his eyes. "I need ..."
"Not yet," she interrupted to tell him, kissing him again, but now pulling her toward the bed. The reason I hear, I hear his words, he just needed to be inside her, now or at any time would lose the battle. But Leticia was but insistent on what he wanted. Fernando did not have time to understand when she had him back, for your pleasure.
"Lety, that ..."
But Fernando could not vocalize a word but when Leticia slipped through his body, out of your control once more to take in his hand. Fernando closed his eyes, letting his head fall back to the pet feel that way. Where the hell had learned that!? His mind was clouded when he felt a touch of air. Looking up, she was terrified at the thought that had, somehow, under pressure to do what she intended to do. "Lety, that ... I did not do for you ..." A groan he defeated Leticia words when given a squeeze.
"I want to Fernando."
Fernando found all the strength I had to lift her head and look at the expression.
"Let me do it, if"
Fernando closed his eyes to leave the head down in defeat on the pillow under it. Before he could react it was, Jennifer and I had it in his mouth.
+ + +
made love twice after that.
She bucked against him, to the, in, its flattened against the chest, the sweat on his stomach rubbing against the, and his face flushed a few inches away from the of. Both with open eyes, seeing clearly, and looking carefully. The corners of his mouth lifted up at the same time, their breathless groans mingled in the air and odors of the individual were passed to her and she him. Once
Leticia arched his back, his head falling loose, Fernando raised him until her face was against his back. "I want to watch," he whispered, his request coming from your throat. "I want you to see what you provoke me, Leticia."
She complained without shame as he entered it with more depth. She grabbed his back, screaming with pleasure while Fernando lips barely touched hers and pushed into it, stronger and with more intensity. Skin against skin and groans arose harmoniously as muscles contracted, stealing breath and consistency and control.
And through every thrill, every breath, trembling, and every electric tingling that your muscles tense, they watched. No hiding from the fact that one had in the other, and none able to continue hiding behind your insecurities.
+ + +
Leticia blinked drowsiness. The lamp had finally been extinguished, but the chamber was not completely dark, the clouds had disappeared a day to show an awesome night with a huge moon shining its light through the curtains between open. She blinked again, his eyelids closing and opening out slowly while his eyes were fixed on the clock near his head on the nightstand. 2:49
She accommodation in bed swinging his right leg above his left leg and picking up both to his stomach. Looking down, his eyes ran down her bare chest, step violet savanna covering his waist, and stood on the arm of Fernando. He was against it, his lead attached to the back of Leticia, arm stretching all along its side with his hand placed on hip women. She curled the side of his face in his pillow while another of his warm and strong breaths tickled the back of his neck, causing goose bumps arise on your skin, and she struggled with the smile that the last hours Love wanted to lay on her lips.
"I want to see what your provoke me, Leticia. "
She surrendered to his heavy eyelids, letting it completely closed. Focusing on the breath of Fernando, she coordinated theirs with him, stopping the sound from both your mind. She felt when he surrendered to sleep, your body tired and occasionally moving memoir that turned into dreams.
"Say it is not true."
Leticia was against a wall in the fourth semi dark, holding his legs tremors occurred. "It's yours," she said quietly, his eyes downcast.
"No! I do not believe, "he said, turning around and walking towards her to stay in front of your face. "Nobody will believe," he said, his words almost inaudible killed while his eyes a bit more about it. "You're not gonna ruin your life with a bastard who might not be mine!"
Leticia even with fear over, stared at him all the courage that the foreclosure. "You're hurting me Louis," she told him sternly, trying to move the wrist trapped man had him against the wall.
"Everyone will figure out the mess you are, you hear me?" He whispered to his ear. "Nobody will believe. No one will believe these crocodile tears from you. And anyone you want something used ... "He turned around near his mouth but I avoid it, now all the man's body preventing it from escaping. "If you do not want that to happen, you will responsible for eliminating the problem." Leticia
immediately turned toward his eyes dark with the fire that was declining but not yet extinguished. "Damn," she vocalize almost closed lips. "My parents do not know what I did," "
He put away, running his hands through his hair in frustration. "I did not do anything!"
"I raped idiot! Raped me and I did not tell anyone! "Leticia he exclaimed, his blood boiling the injustice that still chasing her. She walked to the now, finding the fire of anger to go, shaking his head. "But not anymore, but I will not shut up, listen to me!?"
Their faces were inches apart now, his breath turning to man for his positions. He squinted, trying to evaluate the conviction in his words. "It would be capable."
"EVERYONE is going to bury the son of pu-"
Leticia shrugged, closeness to her rapist waking from sleep light, and startled causing her where she was lying to avoid the shock of the slap now only existed in his sleep. She deep breath, holding the inhalation until she felt the constant breaths Fernando once again make contact with his neck. Of soft, and reliable breaths, she heard his voice again, "No woman asks to be raped."
long after she thought so. So was convinced had been so convinced. That really was not rape. She loved him, had asked for and given invitation. But no. That was just a stupid naive to believe that her treatment. She knew. As I was not going to know? Even after taking what Luís had given her, she knew. Deep within herself, knew what had happened but could not remember some details.
"Nobody will believe."
Fernando moved and she stayed motionless on his body, holding your breath unstable until he returned from a constant. His hand slid off his hips, falling loosely over her stomach, and she found herself fascinated with her fingers against her white skin dark. He had believed. Without explanations or doubts. He believed, not because I had to do it, but because. Just like that. Leticia life, he thought, was taught that one had to gain the trust of the people, had to force others to believe in his word. But Fernando had taught him not to be so, she did not have to do anything to convince you to believe something that was true, something that was it. But also, he had been taught the same thing. Perhaps as it always had to fight against others to see what it was when from the beginning never had to check, but just be it, period.
"And no one will want something used ..."
No one had wanted, but had not been for the will of a damn. The blame for giving these words validity, relevance, resting only a couple of weary shoulders.
Yours. She
rearrangement in bed, changing its position to lie on his back. Fernando claims in his sleep, settling for change. His breaths came in lower noise in the air, his chest expanding and deflating with each breath. She settled on her pillow at him. She felt no anger over what had happened, and felt the responsibility, blame, I thought I had to charge to keep his anger in the facts. No longer guarding the notion, the belief that no man would approach her for what had happened, so what had happened. Lying there, with Fernando, nudity, constant breaths of warm, with its intoxicating scent becoming a permanent on your skin, she felt relaxed. I no longer had the world on his shoulders, no, quite the opposite. She felt calm. Protected. Segura. Well. As if for the first time in his twenty three years, she knew perfectly well where had to be.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Cook County Quick Claim Deed 2010
Chapter 85: Cereal and Nudity
The next one soon ...
The next one soon ...
Chapter 85: Cereal and Nudity
Risa.
Off. Slow. But steady.
Fernando was delayed a moment to understand where I was, finally opening their eyes to read 12:14 on the clock on the table beside him. He was lying on his stomach on the bed. But it was his bed. It was softer, purple sheets. His were red. He closed his eyes, running a hand over his face to remove the last vestiges of sleep.
And there it was again. Lety's laugh ...?
Flipping to the other side of the bed to find the empty space. But not this woman sleep? The last time I had spent the night together, the first time, also was found away from it. But as far as he knew, not snoring.
Again the quiet whisper of her laughter was heard. Fernando was only then that he noticed the bedroom door almost closed. By turning toward her, caught a fine light falling on its halfway legs covered.
Leticia was in the middle of the sofa, legs crossed beneath him, with a bowl in his lap, his right hand holding a spoon and the control of the TV in the other. She laughed softly, trying not to disturb the sleep Fernando, lowering the volume a bit more to make sure.
"What are you doing?"
The presence of his voice made her give a little jump, turning towards him, she was surprised even more. His back straightened, his eyes widened and incoherent noise will get stuck in your throat. "Fernando! These naked! "
Fernando who had looked in the bedroom to find her, now could be found leaning on the wall behind her. And if, with a tour of his eyes, Fernando was definitely bare ass naked. As God had brought into the world. Fernando, who is not bothered by his nudity, watched to make sure before you shrug. "Yeah, so what?"
Leticia who had been speechless, had to try to open and close the mouth several times before urging him to put on something before hiding behind their hands open.
Fernando, confused by his request, was left standing there for a moment to see if he really meant it before dragging his feet in the bedroom again. Fernando came back to find just hidden Leticia behind their hands than before. "Better?" He asked, unsure, not knowing that was due to his sudden shyness. Leticia
slowly separate your hands from his face, nodding blush to see him dressed in his underwear. She then turned her gaze to the program that caused him to laugh, stepping aside from the sofa to see Fernando approach.
He sat beside her, his eyes on it to see it collected far from it. Fernando realized her discomfort so turned his attention to the program that was better job. "What are you doing up?"
She relaxed against the back of the sofa, shaking his head to look at the contents of your bowl. "I could not sleep," she said with a sad smile, his tone, saying all that his face is not reported.
"Bad dream?"
She raised her eyes and look for a fraction of a second before lowering her gaze again. If he knew. "Something like this ..." she chose to tell.
Fernando nodded, understanding. I did not want to talk about it. Was fine. The turning towards the TV again, supporting his elbows on his knees, when I hear the spoon making contact with the bowl in his hands. "What you eat?" He asked over his shoulder.
She finally smiled shyly and faceless grief. Her coquettish Lety had returned. "Cereal. Want? "She asked, holding out the bowl.
he approaches, looking at the contents of the bowl before looking up and smiling, opening his mouth to give him a spoonful.
She turned her eyes, before giving fun and give it in the mouth, hard look at your lips when you remove the spoon from the middle. His eyes enjoying the movement of your jaw, the sound of their teeth to make contact with the food, the movement of your throat by eating. She bit her lower lip, looking swallowing saliva sudden dryness in her throat.
He grinned, turning to the program who had returned from shopping. "What do you see?"
"The Time of Laughter," she said quietly, settling the hair to make the flush on her ears were not visible.
"Ah, you laugh so much," Fernando joking, laughing slightly at a joke that the protagonists on the scene had chosen. Leticia
I look away, guilt overpowering. "I wake you?"
The evening turned to look at her when she stopped, seeing the concern that afflicted their expression. "No." She smiled
. He was so beautiful, liar, but also beautiful. She knew that he would deny it for their own good, and she could not help but wanting more. "You want more? "she told him, lifting a spoonful.
Another more commercial. No more cereal. Leticia
leave the bowl on the coffee table before breathing deeply and stretching your hands up, accommodating more on the couch.
"Lety?"
She turned toward him, smiling. "Yes?"
"because it reacts as it did when I came along?"
The smile on his lips disappeared, his eyes finding his lap. "You were naked ... Fernando."
"Yes, nude. Just like the other times we made love. "
She shook her head. "It's not the same." His voice was barely audible.
"Explain."
She raised her eyes and met his dark eyes, and he shrugged a shoulder. "I ... never had seen a man like that." His blush appearing on her cheeks, giving heat. Fernando
frowned slightly. "But we made love, how ...?"
"I've always closed my eyes," she confessed, embarrassed, looking towards the other room. "I just felt ..."
"So you never ... or when ..." He paused. But not fast enough. Asshole. Ni when you'd say you were raped. Double asshole. He only hoped she did not understand well.
She turned to look at him and shook his head. Of course he understood well. "Neither."
He would not touch that topic, so I left it, nodding. Both eyes had been united until the program came back from commercial. Leticia turned to see when Fernando found the control. "Come," he asked, turning off the TV and getting up.
"Where?" She asked, taking his hand out to rise also, keeping the chest to chest. The thin fabric of his pajamas is not protecting the radiated heat. O perhaps the heat was yours?
Fernando smiled, dragging behind him toward the bedroom.
Risa.
Off. Slow. But steady.
Fernando was delayed a moment to understand where I was, finally opening their eyes to read 12:14 on the clock on the table beside him. He was lying on his stomach on the bed. But it was his bed. It was softer, purple sheets. His were red. He closed his eyes, running a hand over his face to remove the last vestiges of sleep.
And there it was again. Lety's laugh ...?
Flipping to the other side of the bed to find the empty space. But not this woman sleep? The last time I had spent the night together, the first time, also was found away from it. But as far as he knew, not snoring.
Again the quiet whisper of her laughter was heard. Fernando was only then that he noticed the bedroom door almost closed. By turning toward her, caught a fine light falling on its halfway legs covered.
Leticia was in the middle of the sofa, legs crossed beneath him, with a bowl in his lap, his right hand holding a spoon and the control of the TV in the other. She laughed softly, trying not to disturb the sleep Fernando, lowering the volume a bit more to make sure.
"What are you doing?"
The presence of his voice made her give a little jump, turning towards him, she was surprised even more. His back straightened, his eyes widened and incoherent noise will get stuck in your throat. "Fernando! These naked! "
Fernando who had looked in the bedroom to find her, now could be found leaning on the wall behind her. And if, with a tour of his eyes, Fernando was definitely bare ass naked. As God had brought into the world. Fernando, who is not bothered by his nudity, watched to make sure before you shrug. "Yeah, so what?"
Leticia who had been speechless, had to try to open and close the mouth several times before urging him to put on something before hiding behind their hands open.
Fernando, confused by his request, was left standing there for a moment to see if he really meant it before dragging his feet in the bedroom again. Fernando came back to find just hidden Leticia behind their hands than before. "Better?" He asked, unsure, not knowing that was due to his sudden shyness. Leticia
slowly separate your hands from his face, nodding blush to see him dressed in his underwear. She then turned her gaze to the program that caused him to laugh, stepping aside from the sofa to see Fernando approach.
He sat beside her, his eyes on it to see it collected far from it. Fernando realized her discomfort so turned his attention to the program that was better job. "What are you doing up?"
She relaxed against the back of the sofa, shaking his head to look at the contents of your bowl. "I could not sleep," she said with a sad smile, his tone, saying all that his face is not reported.
"Bad dream?"
She raised her eyes and look for a fraction of a second before lowering her gaze again. If he knew. "Something like this ..." she chose to tell.
Fernando nodded, understanding. I did not want to talk about it. Was fine. The turning towards the TV again, supporting his elbows on his knees, when I hear the spoon making contact with the bowl in his hands. "What you eat?" He asked over his shoulder.
She finally smiled shyly and faceless grief. Her coquettish Lety had returned. "Cereal. Want? "She asked, holding out the bowl.
he approaches, looking at the contents of the bowl before looking up and smiling, opening his mouth to give him a spoonful.
She turned her eyes, before giving fun and give it in the mouth, hard look at your lips when you remove the spoon from the middle. His eyes enjoying the movement of your jaw, the sound of their teeth to make contact with the food, the movement of your throat by eating. She bit her lower lip, looking swallowing saliva sudden dryness in her throat.
He grinned, turning to the program who had returned from shopping. "What do you see?"
"The Time of Laughter," she said quietly, settling the hair to make the flush on her ears were not visible.
"Ah, you laugh so much," Fernando joking, laughing slightly at a joke that the protagonists on the scene had chosen. Leticia
I look away, guilt overpowering. "I wake you?"
The evening turned to look at her when she stopped, seeing the concern that afflicted their expression. "No." She smiled
. He was so beautiful, liar, but also beautiful. She knew that he would deny it for their own good, and she could not help but wanting more. "You want more? "she told him, lifting a spoonful.
Another more commercial. No more cereal. Leticia
leave the bowl on the coffee table before breathing deeply and stretching your hands up, accommodating more on the couch.
"Lety?"
She turned toward him, smiling. "Yes?"
"because it reacts as it did when I came along?"
The smile on his lips disappeared, his eyes finding his lap. "You were naked ... Fernando."
"Yes, nude. Just like the other times we made love. "
She shook her head. "It's not the same." His voice was barely audible.
"Explain."
She raised her eyes and met his dark eyes, and he shrugged a shoulder. "I ... never had seen a man like that." His blush appearing on her cheeks, giving heat. Fernando
frowned slightly. "But we made love, how ...?"
"I've always closed my eyes," she confessed, embarrassed, looking towards the other room. "I just felt ..."
"So you never ... or when ..." He paused. But not fast enough. Asshole. Ni when you'd say you were raped. Double asshole. He only hoped she did not understand well.
She turned to look at him and shook his head. Of course he understood well. "Neither."
He would not touch that topic, so I left it, nodding. Both eyes had been united until the program came back from commercial. Leticia turned to see when Fernando found the control. "Come," he asked, turning off the TV and getting up.
"Where?" She asked, taking his hand out to rise also, keeping the chest to chest. The thin fabric of his pajamas is not protecting the radiated heat. O perhaps the heat was yours?
Fernando smiled, dragging behind him toward the bedroom.
Saturday, August 9, 2008
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Chapter 84 ...
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Back again ...
Chapter 84: Play and Win
light shone his TV audience with no affection. Characters ignored in their stage, their voices silent. Making only light contact with their skins. Only light accompanied the couple on their antics inside, if not on television, a fairly dark room. Fernando
tilting her head to improve your skills, the tips of his fingers making circles on the right cheek, outlining the jaw to imprison her lower lip between his teeth.
Leticia was then rearrangement on the tenth time, a leg found hiding between him, his stomach causing Fernando rubbing against the front of his pants.
Twenty minutes ago that was not the problem. Twenty minutes ago the problem to his presence in silence, in words unspoken and misunderstanding. Twenty minutes ago, Fernando did not feel uncomfortable in his pants through the narrow space that was offered. And of course, twenty minutes ago, Fernando was not dwelt on the whole couch with his girlfriend over, enjoying his kisses as if they were their first. Stay
.
One word, and those of his lips, with lots of potential. A request, a gesture. A kiss on confirmation, and the rest was history.
Fernando's hands found her waist under her shirt small white, stifling his breath in the gap that was between his shoulder and neck. It made him water to the mouth breathing the tempting smell of vanilla. A callus tight position, the lips of Fernando discarding the skin abandonment felt by the release of the fabric, tasting her soft skin as her own dessert of vanilla, slightly biting particular sections where the feel of her so overwhelmed him .
Fernando Mendiola has had its share women from their teens. Of different height, color, ambition and even different countries. This was not the first woman in your life, or, if you could say so, in his bed. No, it was a few after. But that recognition did not detract the validity or the importance of how he felt now. I excited, yes, of course, as always when intimate with the opposite sex. With her on top of it, between kisses and scratches, it was not unusual to unbalance him that he had control over himself. What is different now, was that if Fernando separated the desire of the situation, find something substantial, not just the physical contact or the fever of the moment. Now, with her, she had something stronger than itself. He loved her, of course. But speak, and truly feel, were very different experiences. The saying "make love" never been so powerful.
peace offered him only to have her in his arms. But at the same time, the impatient can not have more of it. The slow kiss. But at the same time urged him strong kiss, suck your wounds and make it yours.
Make it yours.
was his. He was in his arms. But for some reason Fernando maintained that it was stupid, I ran a fear of not being able to have it like this forever. The clinging to her body by the simple fact that I wanted more, wanted more of it, most of them. It was a fear baseless to think that everything that was happening was very good just because it was going on. She was very good to settle for a man like him. The
clung.
The clinging because the more I wanted to continue their fears were unfounded. She did not disappoint him, that does not disappoint. The clinging, because for most they could make love in the next few hours, he wanted more, wanted more. And that was what differentiated it without competition with the former. He needed his side to know that some good came of life. Perhaps did not deserve. But God, who would do anything to be claimed as a man, man, if only to have her at his side. It was thoughts like these, which led to the conclusion that perhaps the marriage was not so bad, so terrible. If it was the right person, it was no sacrifice and unfortunately it was for their parents.
His hands took different paths, the right given in the north while traveling to his left foot mountains in the south. His lips concentrated in the lobe in the mouth, tormenting his prisoner with instant moments involving her tongue. Leticia
let out a moan in his breathing irregular. Fernando was criminal what he was doing. She arched her back, her anatomy from the waist down leaning more against the throbbing bulge in Fernando's pants, a groan escaping his lips for the pressure. Leticia will drown the noise inside your mouth, rushing over, and down a hand to the side for balance when the sound of assault. Both straightening by the sudden intrusion. Leticia
reacted first, taking possession of control, and down the TV volume significantly, his heart back to normal. She then turned to see Fernando, startled, your messy hair, his lips swollen and some buttons of his shirt unbuttoned. Fernando even more startling, she laughed along.
She laughed, and almost immediately laughter over him on both laughed for a moment that in the eyes of any other had ruined "when."
Laughter process in the same way it began, suddenly, Jennifer covered her face with both hands, the ghosts of her laughter playing on his lips. She shook her head, letting out a break up and disappear into his bedroom. Fernando
watched her go in surprise, following her with curiosity and desire into overload.
Leticia was almost in safe territory when he felt the presence, and saw the shadow of Fernando in the doorway. She stopped, looking over his shoulder at the man expectantly. "I'm going ... to bathroom, "she let you know, indicating with his hand if he had not heard.
Fernando opened his mouth and then closed it to see the bathroom door to hide her love. He was puzzled, looking back to the room where the TV was turned on, not doing more to stay there for a moment stopped. Leticia
shook his head, getting rid of the water droplets that crossed his face before they open their eyes and see his reflection in the mirror. That to? It had to control. I had to take control. For more than I wanted, I could not when I was with him. Especially recently. Brought her crazy, and Leticia was a woman enough to accept it. I loved him. It was only natural that the same feelings that she loved him, wished him well. It was not prohibited, nor sin more than his father tried to instill. They were two adults with the only requirement of caring for each other. Leticia nodded at his reflection, almost hearing his answer reflects, Let Lety. Leticia
not get even a foot outside the bathroom when it stopped. A look indicating that TV had been turned off by the sudden darkness of his apartment, with the only light coming from the present table lamp beside his bed. His bed, where, surprisingly, now her boyfriend lying face down in just his underwear.
"stop going to stay there all night? "He asked, modeling a lovely smile when he turned his face towards her. Leticia
stumbled with his words, squinting to see Fernando amused by his sudden attack of nerves. She looked at him from head to foot, feigning calm, and somewhat disturbing Fernando for his gesture. Finally she crossed her arms, satisfied with her face not-so-sure-of-itself. "That is me." His smile saying everything. Fernando
respite relief, leaning on one arm to challenge it with his eyes. I wanted to play? Would then play, and win. He raised an eyebrow, standing firm in his position.
She then understood. He wanted to play? Well. But on no account would let him win. She smiled, moving slowly, her hips echoing each step toward reaching the front of the bed, leaving the anatomy appreciate the level of his eyes before bending. Y inches from his face, she smiled broadly when she saw him swallow nervously. With a flirtatious eyebrow raised, she turned her face to extend your arm and simply turn off the light as if it had been his intention from the beginning.
Darkness invaded his eyes in surprise, having to close your eyes for a moment to make sense of everything. He opened his eyes, even in the darkness, could see the smile Fernando Leticia white.
She believed he had already won. Leticia
shook his head, amused, before coming to their feet and raise one knee on the bed, trying to pass on to the other side of the bed.
But now it was Fernando. Leticia
not know or what has happened when it fell back on the bed, a gasp in his throat to feel above it. Fernando's smile now clearly winning his moments before.
They looked into his eyes, their faces only thing visible in the darkness of the bedroom. Finally, she smiled, gave in to his defeat.
Satisfied, Fernando hung his head and kiss. His smile still present to continue his kisses to her neck. Fernando Mendiola
always won.
light shone his TV audience with no affection. Characters ignored in their stage, their voices silent. Making only light contact with their skins. Only light accompanied the couple on their antics inside, if not on television, a fairly dark room. Fernando
tilting her head to improve your skills, the tips of his fingers making circles on the right cheek, outlining the jaw to imprison her lower lip between his teeth.
Leticia was then rearrangement on the tenth time, a leg found hiding between him, his stomach causing Fernando rubbing against the front of his pants.
Twenty minutes ago that was not the problem. Twenty minutes ago the problem to his presence in silence, in words unspoken and misunderstanding. Twenty minutes ago, Fernando did not feel uncomfortable in his pants through the narrow space that was offered. And of course, twenty minutes ago, Fernando was not dwelt on the whole couch with his girlfriend over, enjoying his kisses as if they were their first. Stay
.
One word, and those of his lips, with lots of potential. A request, a gesture. A kiss on confirmation, and the rest was history.
Fernando's hands found her waist under her shirt small white, stifling his breath in the gap that was between his shoulder and neck. It made him water to the mouth breathing the tempting smell of vanilla. A callus tight position, the lips of Fernando discarding the skin abandonment felt by the release of the fabric, tasting her soft skin as her own dessert of vanilla, slightly biting particular sections where the feel of her so overwhelmed him .
Fernando Mendiola has had its share women from their teens. Of different height, color, ambition and even different countries. This was not the first woman in your life, or, if you could say so, in his bed. No, it was a few after. But that recognition did not detract the validity or the importance of how he felt now. I excited, yes, of course, as always when intimate with the opposite sex. With her on top of it, between kisses and scratches, it was not unusual to unbalance him that he had control over himself. What is different now, was that if Fernando separated the desire of the situation, find something substantial, not just the physical contact or the fever of the moment. Now, with her, she had something stronger than itself. He loved her, of course. But speak, and truly feel, were very different experiences. The saying "make love" never been so powerful.
peace offered him only to have her in his arms. But at the same time, the impatient can not have more of it. The slow kiss. But at the same time urged him strong kiss, suck your wounds and make it yours.
Make it yours.
was his. He was in his arms. But for some reason Fernando maintained that it was stupid, I ran a fear of not being able to have it like this forever. The clinging to her body by the simple fact that I wanted more, wanted more of it, most of them. It was a fear baseless to think that everything that was happening was very good just because it was going on. She was very good to settle for a man like him. The
clung.
The clinging because the more I wanted to continue their fears were unfounded. She did not disappoint him, that does not disappoint. The clinging, because for most they could make love in the next few hours, he wanted more, wanted more. And that was what differentiated it without competition with the former. He needed his side to know that some good came of life. Perhaps did not deserve. But God, who would do anything to be claimed as a man, man, if only to have her at his side. It was thoughts like these, which led to the conclusion that perhaps the marriage was not so bad, so terrible. If it was the right person, it was no sacrifice and unfortunately it was for their parents.
His hands took different paths, the right given in the north while traveling to his left foot mountains in the south. His lips concentrated in the lobe in the mouth, tormenting his prisoner with instant moments involving her tongue. Leticia
let out a moan in his breathing irregular. Fernando was criminal what he was doing. She arched her back, her anatomy from the waist down leaning more against the throbbing bulge in Fernando's pants, a groan escaping his lips for the pressure. Leticia will drown the noise inside your mouth, rushing over, and down a hand to the side for balance when the sound of assault. Both straightening by the sudden intrusion. Leticia
reacted first, taking possession of control, and down the TV volume significantly, his heart back to normal. She then turned to see Fernando, startled, your messy hair, his lips swollen and some buttons of his shirt unbuttoned. Fernando even more startling, she laughed along.
She laughed, and almost immediately laughter over him on both laughed for a moment that in the eyes of any other had ruined "when."
Laughter process in the same way it began, suddenly, Jennifer covered her face with both hands, the ghosts of her laughter playing on his lips. She shook her head, letting out a break up and disappear into his bedroom. Fernando
watched her go in surprise, following her with curiosity and desire into overload.
Leticia was almost in safe territory when he felt the presence, and saw the shadow of Fernando in the doorway. She stopped, looking over his shoulder at the man expectantly. "I'm going ... to bathroom, "she let you know, indicating with his hand if he had not heard.
Fernando opened his mouth and then closed it to see the bathroom door to hide her love. He was puzzled, looking back to the room where the TV was turned on, not doing more to stay there for a moment stopped. Leticia
shook his head, getting rid of the water droplets that crossed his face before they open their eyes and see his reflection in the mirror. That to? It had to control. I had to take control. For more than I wanted, I could not when I was with him. Especially recently. Brought her crazy, and Leticia was a woman enough to accept it. I loved him. It was only natural that the same feelings that she loved him, wished him well. It was not prohibited, nor sin more than his father tried to instill. They were two adults with the only requirement of caring for each other. Leticia nodded at his reflection, almost hearing his answer reflects, Let Lety. Leticia
not get even a foot outside the bathroom when it stopped. A look indicating that TV had been turned off by the sudden darkness of his apartment, with the only light coming from the present table lamp beside his bed. His bed, where, surprisingly, now her boyfriend lying face down in just his underwear.
"stop going to stay there all night? "He asked, modeling a lovely smile when he turned his face towards her. Leticia
stumbled with his words, squinting to see Fernando amused by his sudden attack of nerves. She looked at him from head to foot, feigning calm, and somewhat disturbing Fernando for his gesture. Finally she crossed her arms, satisfied with her face not-so-sure-of-itself. "That is me." His smile saying everything. Fernando
respite relief, leaning on one arm to challenge it with his eyes. I wanted to play? Would then play, and win. He raised an eyebrow, standing firm in his position.
She then understood. He wanted to play? Well. But on no account would let him win. She smiled, moving slowly, her hips echoing each step toward reaching the front of the bed, leaving the anatomy appreciate the level of his eyes before bending. Y inches from his face, she smiled broadly when she saw him swallow nervously. With a flirtatious eyebrow raised, she turned her face to extend your arm and simply turn off the light as if it had been his intention from the beginning.
Darkness invaded his eyes in surprise, having to close your eyes for a moment to make sense of everything. He opened his eyes, even in the darkness, could see the smile Fernando Leticia white.
She believed he had already won. Leticia
shook his head, amused, before coming to their feet and raise one knee on the bed, trying to pass on to the other side of the bed.
But now it was Fernando. Leticia
not know or what has happened when it fell back on the bed, a gasp in his throat to feel above it. Fernando's smile now clearly winning his moments before.
They looked into his eyes, their faces only thing visible in the darkness of the bedroom. Finally, she smiled, gave in to his defeat.
Satisfied, Fernando hung his head and kiss. His smile still present to continue his kisses to her neck. Fernando Mendiola
always won.
Saturday, August 2, 2008
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Chapter 83 ...
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Chapter 83: Weak Heart
was rich. A taste that she could get used in testing. It seemed familiar, yet very different. With its own flavor. Its own style. You never know how another. Always different. And this was very different. But he liked. At first he was reserved. I did not think fit so many life changes, so many new experiences. But when Fernando is the dare requested. And now, at the moment, enjoying it be glad you did.
"You like?" Fernando asked, apprehensive about the response. I was not sure why, causing a concern because they can not perceive a clear indication on the face of Leticia. Especially when it was something which did not offer her a lot. Leticia
look up the top job, and smiled, calming the nerves. "I love it."
Fernando
expression imitate him, the tension disappear from your body.
"Where did you learn to cook so rich?" Lety asked to eat another bite of the succulent dish.
Fernando smiled, embarrassed. "Well, this dish, Irmita."
"Sure! I knew that made me like that, but ... different? "Commented Leticia, frowning.
"Ah, well ... my special ingredients," he confessed Fernando, "Top secret." Leticia
raise my eyebrows, amused by his supposed specialty. "Top secret, eh?"
"Yes, but would not be special," Fernando will divulge, turning his attention to the dish I had in front.
"Special?" Leticia could have left your comment in peace, but his curiosity won him the hand. "Rev will do this dish to all who want to win?"
Fernando looked up, seriously. "No." stared at her for a moment before her smile widening. "Also, I remember that to you and win you over." Leticia
ashamed, looking down with a sheepish smile, although not entirely sure of the relationship between them. Shaken by the sudden dependence on her heart had been built with the man who had to go. Fernando
realized her discomfort, so he continued in an attempt to lighten the air. "You know? I have only shared this dish with only two women, one being you. "
Leticia looked up from his plate, panic urging a place in your body. "And the other? "
Fernando who had been playing with his food, looked up and got ready to rest your fork down before continuing. "I do not know how to tell Lety, but I have to confess that before you came into my life, and there was another woman in my heart." Leticia
gulped. I could not believe he was opening the issue now. Since he arrived, any mention of the day's events passed through the lips of Fernando. He was ignored, and that was perfectly fine, because she was not sure he wanted to talk about it yet. But the time had come, and his worst fears were coming true in front of their eyes helplessly. At that time, in his own apartment. And worse, suddenly, without warning. No encouraging words to explain, make her understand. No. He was going to confess a shot and now.
Fernando shrugged without concern. "They will have to share. Although, of course, I do not bother you Nicole. "
" Ni ... Nicole? "Air was returning to his lungs, his blood turned to move while the fog that had stopped in his mind began to clear.
"Yes, my goddaughter."
"Sure ..." Leticia was relieved to hear that, turning his attention to the food that was left at the plate, the nausea which had appeared a moment before, now is not bothersome. "The much want it?"
Fernando looked up and smiled a few times. "As a daughter."
Leticia's heart, if I could, to widen more to the affection and respect he had for the man. There was no doubt that Nicole was a very lucky girl. "Today I ask for you ..."
This, Fernando I dedicate all their attention. The fork in his hand forgotten. "Today?" Leticia
bit his tongue for having left that detail. Maybe you could blame their lack of control had to love him? She bit lower lip, the look of Fernando still on it for a response. "Yes," she finally confessed. "After work, went home to Carolina." Immediately, Leticia under the eyes, grateful that I had a plate of food to distract her.
Leticia In contrast, Fernando is left untouched, his gaze on it alone. course, went to Carolina. She needed someone to listen, to tell him things you this morning you allowed him, apparently because your past is yours alone. Asshole. "Lety, about this morning ... I did not think ..." "
" Fernando? "
Fernando, who I was nervous, stopped his words, which at the time were not consistent because neither his own mind he was clear about what that truly meant.
"We could not talk about it for now?" Leticia asked, his tone was developed by the fatigue.
Fernando smiled weakly. "Okay." Lety
thanked him looking down. The two were silent, their eyes fixed on their plates, no hungry at the moment. Not that Leticia did not want to talk about it, no. She wanted to touch the subject, but first I'd be prepared to do so. He was not afraid of what you could confess Fernando, but what that his words could mean for his weak heart.
+ + +
The sound of water cleaning the dishes of his spots bounced the middle of the kitchen walls of his apartment. His hands were cold, submerged in water while Fernando, leaned against the counter beside her, wiping Leticia what was wrong.
Silence.
was what stood between them after a night of going from top to bottom. A chaotic day that rose to glory only to then pull it down, showing the instability of happiness.
"Who was that?" Fernando asked, his voice low and husky. His eyes never coming in contact live with the woman at his side. Leticia
more
under his chin, engaged in removing a specific spot that held the plate. "Thomas."
Fernando nodded. "Work in the company." His voice indifferent, curious. Only a statement which he preferred compared to the fatal silence that settled within the four walls of the kitchen blue.
"Yes, and lives in the apartment below it." She did not know because he commented, when clearly he did not care. Perhaps because just like him, nor he liked the silence that both had built.
Twenty minutes ago, enjoying the food Fernando mainly had prepared, had protected the remaining issues, embarking on pleasant conversations. That is, until the ringing cell phone interrupted Leticia.
was Tomas. And another message. Leticia
reached his seat he had left the cell by quickly ensuring your friend via text that was fine, and that tomorrow would call it, before commenting on his apologies and proceed to complete your meal. Fernando
also had nodded before, no word out of his mouth to interrupt. Until now. And just as before, Leticia was surprised that Fernando did not try to push the issue. Leticia
was over your hands under cold water without any protective plate, when he realized that Fernando had been arrested at his job, his gaze toward the ground in front of us.
"Lety, I know you said you did not want to talk about what happened in the morning but I really wanted to talk to you, explain ..." Leticia
closed the key, wiping his hands on a towel. "I do not have to explain anything Fernando. As you well said, is part of your past, and I have it intrude, "
Fernando is only then turning to her, trying to get her to do the same. "No you do if I want to tell you what. That comment was ... stupid. He was angry, and I get even with the wrong person. I really want to tell. "Leticia
look up and study it for a moment before deciding. "Okay." It was best time ever. Moreover, thus, could clear the air between them and remove the discomfort that had recently been placed at his sides. "We go to the room?"
The two settled into the couch. Leticia opting on the side opposite of where Ferdinand had placed, seeking at least a relief to know that if the conversation came to a point that could affect, she had the convenience of not having to Fernando at his side when he passed. Fernando
realized its distance, and I respect that, just as he knew he deserved it. "Lety, I did not know that Marcia would appear. I know that's no excuse that I do not have said anything about it, but I swear I would have done if she has not appeared. You have to believe me. "Leticia
let his gaze met that of, nodding. "I believe you, Fernando."
Fernando His response surprised at how easy it was, when he had been waiting for her to reclaim, you scream, do whatever it took to make him feel bad. Unless you believe. So, just because if, for he was. Very few people had done in his life. Leticia
under the eye, involving one of his hands with the other. "But not for me to explain this, when, you were right before ... I have no right to ask you for explanations, reasons, whatever your past. You were very patient in relation to the past mine, and it is unfair that I did not do the same with yours. "
" Lety, I ... "Fernando wanted to come, but I choose not to. At least not yet. "You're right, my past is my past and I am the one who decides with whom I share. And I want to share with you, not because I feel it's the right thing to do but because I want. Point. "
Leticia who had raised his eyes momentarily to hear him speak, the low now, absorbing his words and trying to make their hearts believe.
"Lety, forgive me. Forgive me, if "
Leticia looked up, surprised and a little confused by the desperation in her voice. "No, because Fernando. You have not done anything wrong. "
Ferdinand stared, swallowing whereas guilt choked her voice. "... I lied when I said I'd never been anything between Marcia and me, I lied."
Leticia who was surprised by his statement, he shook his head, his quieting your heart right now. "You did not. You told me you'd never been in a relationship with her. One night, and a relationship ... not the same. "The words of her friend Carolina, deepening its consciousness.
"Same. I told you that way for you to think one thing when in reality it was far from it. "Leticia
once again shook his head. "But I lied when I ask him, right? Only you slept with her one night. "
" Only one. "
" Then I lied. And I would not. "
Fernando who had kept his eyes fixed on her, shook her head now, incredulous. "How? How do you know? "The spiro strong, resting his head back on the couch when he closed his eyes, his own insecurities appear quietly. Leticia
placed a hand on the cheek, and was only then, when Ferdinand was given its close, opening her eyes to her.
She smiled slightly. "Of the sincerity I see in your eyes, Fernando. You have to stop thinking the worst about yourself. You're a good man. "
Fernando closed his eyes for peace than his words, his voice, handed him his closeness. He placed his hand on hers, bringing both into her lap, realizing only then, between his warm hand as his hand was frozen.
"Y if we forgive, you have to be you that I forgive me. "
Fernando raised his eyes from the task to warm both hands in surprise. "To you? Why? "
" For as I try today in the restaurant, outside the bathrooms. "
" What's all the time? "Fernando asked, with a slight tone of mockery.
She smiled slightly before turning serious, embarrassed by his behavior the day. "Really, Fernando. I treated you wrong, I told you things I will never do, do not believe them but the moment I let go by them, so I had learned, anger, fear ... "
" Fear? " Leticia
shrugged a shoulder, trying to find words, but opting not to bother with their silly insecurities. "Forget it ..." She tried to turn his gaze but Fernando did not leave.
"Lety. Please. "Leticia
let out a breath, looking down from the penetrating gaze of Fernando. "I should not feel ..."
"But you feel it," Fernando determined to meet his silence. "You're afraid, I leave you?" He asked, more than anything to clarify its own fears. "Do you think some days I think that among us does not mean anything?"
"Forgive me, Fernando. It is not ... "
" Lety, listen. "Fernando will lift my chin and look into your eyes. "You have every right in the world to feel so, because that is, your feelings, your fears. Yours. I can not tell you not to do, or how you should feel. I understand that you are afraid, especially by our past. "
our past. Not mine, or yours. Both. My past is not being better or worse than yours, both responsible for what we both feel.
Fernando smiled. "It is my job to show you otherwise." Leticia
soften her look, her smile small reaching their eyes this time. Small or not, at least it was a smile. And Fernando was comforted by that.
"I went to see my mom after lunch ..." Fernando said after a moment, his gaze now returning to their hands intertwined with Leticia in her lap. "I made very clear that she and Marcia had enough to intrude on my life."
"You think your mother had to do with the appearance of Marcia?"
Fernando shrugged uncertainly. "Maybe."
observed Leticia Fernando, absorbing his movements, his look, his composure. He was speaking with sincerity, we was opening his heart, until he was giving a key to yours. The least she could do was treated with the same confidence that he was giving. Leticia
his gaze to his hands, biting her lower lip before opening the locks of his heart. "I have fears ... that is not up to it."
Fernando's hands stopped.
"I could never be someone like Marcia Villaroel. It may be that you fear disappointments I have my ... "Leticia
nervously fingers tangled with Fernando, who by then had been completely forgotten their hands. All his attention was upon the face of Leticia. He placed a hand on Leticia restless hands, stopping her.
"I just want you to be Lety," the he emphasized, raising his eyes with just his voice. "My Lety."
She smiled shyly, looking down now for the vulnerability felt. She was naked in front of him, the way that mattered, the way she feared. Fernando
understood. Looking past her, and finding a concern before, thought unnecessary. Now, being different.
"I hate to send you messages."
Leticia did not have to ask to be referred, seeking his cell with his eyes. A another confession. And she was grateful. Once again it had to agree that she was not the only one who was betting that relationship. Both were swimming in unknown water. And they both risked their hearts in the process.
"It's just a friend."
Fernando shrugged. "Just do not like." His voice got rid of jealousy or anger. Just a statement.
Leticia smiled slightly, finally finding the back of Fernando, clasping both hands straight with ease. "Stay."
was rich. A taste that she could get used in testing. It seemed familiar, yet very different. With its own flavor. Its own style. You never know how another. Always different. And this was very different. But he liked. At first he was reserved. I did not think fit so many life changes, so many new experiences. But when Fernando is the dare requested. And now, at the moment, enjoying it be glad you did.
"You like?" Fernando asked, apprehensive about the response. I was not sure why, causing a concern because they can not perceive a clear indication on the face of Leticia. Especially when it was something which did not offer her a lot. Leticia
look up the top job, and smiled, calming the nerves. "I love it."
Fernando
expression imitate him, the tension disappear from your body.
"Where did you learn to cook so rich?" Lety asked to eat another bite of the succulent dish.
Fernando smiled, embarrassed. "Well, this dish, Irmita."
"Sure! I knew that made me like that, but ... different? "Commented Leticia, frowning.
"Ah, well ... my special ingredients," he confessed Fernando, "Top secret." Leticia
raise my eyebrows, amused by his supposed specialty. "Top secret, eh?"
"Yes, but would not be special," Fernando will divulge, turning his attention to the dish I had in front.
"Special?" Leticia could have left your comment in peace, but his curiosity won him the hand. "Rev will do this dish to all who want to win?"
Fernando looked up, seriously. "No." stared at her for a moment before her smile widening. "Also, I remember that to you and win you over." Leticia
ashamed, looking down with a sheepish smile, although not entirely sure of the relationship between them. Shaken by the sudden dependence on her heart had been built with the man who had to go. Fernando
realized her discomfort, so he continued in an attempt to lighten the air. "You know? I have only shared this dish with only two women, one being you. "
Leticia looked up from his plate, panic urging a place in your body. "And the other? "
Fernando who had been playing with his food, looked up and got ready to rest your fork down before continuing. "I do not know how to tell Lety, but I have to confess that before you came into my life, and there was another woman in my heart." Leticia
gulped. I could not believe he was opening the issue now. Since he arrived, any mention of the day's events passed through the lips of Fernando. He was ignored, and that was perfectly fine, because she was not sure he wanted to talk about it yet. But the time had come, and his worst fears were coming true in front of their eyes helplessly. At that time, in his own apartment. And worse, suddenly, without warning. No encouraging words to explain, make her understand. No. He was going to confess a shot and now.
Fernando shrugged without concern. "They will have to share. Although, of course, I do not bother you Nicole. "
" Ni ... Nicole? "Air was returning to his lungs, his blood turned to move while the fog that had stopped in his mind began to clear.
"Yes, my goddaughter."
"Sure ..." Leticia was relieved to hear that, turning his attention to the food that was left at the plate, the nausea which had appeared a moment before, now is not bothersome. "The much want it?"
Fernando looked up and smiled a few times. "As a daughter."
Leticia's heart, if I could, to widen more to the affection and respect he had for the man. There was no doubt that Nicole was a very lucky girl. "Today I ask for you ..."
This, Fernando I dedicate all their attention. The fork in his hand forgotten. "Today?" Leticia
bit his tongue for having left that detail. Maybe you could blame their lack of control had to love him? She bit lower lip, the look of Fernando still on it for a response. "Yes," she finally confessed. "After work, went home to Carolina." Immediately, Leticia under the eyes, grateful that I had a plate of food to distract her.
Leticia In contrast, Fernando is left untouched, his gaze on it alone. course, went to Carolina. She needed someone to listen, to tell him things you this morning you allowed him, apparently because your past is yours alone. Asshole. "Lety, about this morning ... I did not think ..." "
" Fernando? "
Fernando, who I was nervous, stopped his words, which at the time were not consistent because neither his own mind he was clear about what that truly meant.
"We could not talk about it for now?" Leticia asked, his tone was developed by the fatigue.
Fernando smiled weakly. "Okay." Lety
thanked him looking down. The two were silent, their eyes fixed on their plates, no hungry at the moment. Not that Leticia did not want to talk about it, no. She wanted to touch the subject, but first I'd be prepared to do so. He was not afraid of what you could confess Fernando, but what that his words could mean for his weak heart.
+ + +
The sound of water cleaning the dishes of his spots bounced the middle of the kitchen walls of his apartment. His hands were cold, submerged in water while Fernando, leaned against the counter beside her, wiping Leticia what was wrong.
Silence.
was what stood between them after a night of going from top to bottom. A chaotic day that rose to glory only to then pull it down, showing the instability of happiness.
"Who was that?" Fernando asked, his voice low and husky. His eyes never coming in contact live with the woman at his side. Leticia
more
under his chin, engaged in removing a specific spot that held the plate. "Thomas."
Fernando nodded. "Work in the company." His voice indifferent, curious. Only a statement which he preferred compared to the fatal silence that settled within the four walls of the kitchen blue.
"Yes, and lives in the apartment below it." She did not know because he commented, when clearly he did not care. Perhaps because just like him, nor he liked the silence that both had built.
Twenty minutes ago, enjoying the food Fernando mainly had prepared, had protected the remaining issues, embarking on pleasant conversations. That is, until the ringing cell phone interrupted Leticia.
was Tomas. And another message. Leticia
reached his seat he had left the cell by quickly ensuring your friend via text that was fine, and that tomorrow would call it, before commenting on his apologies and proceed to complete your meal. Fernando
also had nodded before, no word out of his mouth to interrupt. Until now. And just as before, Leticia was surprised that Fernando did not try to push the issue. Leticia
was over your hands under cold water without any protective plate, when he realized that Fernando had been arrested at his job, his gaze toward the ground in front of us.
"Lety, I know you said you did not want to talk about what happened in the morning but I really wanted to talk to you, explain ..." Leticia
closed the key, wiping his hands on a towel. "I do not have to explain anything Fernando. As you well said, is part of your past, and I have it intrude, "
Fernando is only then turning to her, trying to get her to do the same. "No you do if I want to tell you what. That comment was ... stupid. He was angry, and I get even with the wrong person. I really want to tell. "Leticia
look up and study it for a moment before deciding. "Okay." It was best time ever. Moreover, thus, could clear the air between them and remove the discomfort that had recently been placed at his sides. "We go to the room?"
The two settled into the couch. Leticia opting on the side opposite of where Ferdinand had placed, seeking at least a relief to know that if the conversation came to a point that could affect, she had the convenience of not having to Fernando at his side when he passed. Fernando
realized its distance, and I respect that, just as he knew he deserved it. "Lety, I did not know that Marcia would appear. I know that's no excuse that I do not have said anything about it, but I swear I would have done if she has not appeared. You have to believe me. "Leticia
let his gaze met that of, nodding. "I believe you, Fernando."
Fernando His response surprised at how easy it was, when he had been waiting for her to reclaim, you scream, do whatever it took to make him feel bad. Unless you believe. So, just because if, for he was. Very few people had done in his life. Leticia
under the eye, involving one of his hands with the other. "But not for me to explain this, when, you were right before ... I have no right to ask you for explanations, reasons, whatever your past. You were very patient in relation to the past mine, and it is unfair that I did not do the same with yours. "
" Lety, I ... "Fernando wanted to come, but I choose not to. At least not yet. "You're right, my past is my past and I am the one who decides with whom I share. And I want to share with you, not because I feel it's the right thing to do but because I want. Point. "
Leticia who had raised his eyes momentarily to hear him speak, the low now, absorbing his words and trying to make their hearts believe.
"Lety, forgive me. Forgive me, if "
Leticia looked up, surprised and a little confused by the desperation in her voice. "No, because Fernando. You have not done anything wrong. "
Ferdinand stared, swallowing whereas guilt choked her voice. "... I lied when I said I'd never been anything between Marcia and me, I lied."
Leticia who was surprised by his statement, he shook his head, his quieting your heart right now. "You did not. You told me you'd never been in a relationship with her. One night, and a relationship ... not the same. "The words of her friend Carolina, deepening its consciousness.
"Same. I told you that way for you to think one thing when in reality it was far from it. "Leticia
once again shook his head. "But I lied when I ask him, right? Only you slept with her one night. "
" Only one. "
" Then I lied. And I would not. "
Fernando who had kept his eyes fixed on her, shook her head now, incredulous. "How? How do you know? "The spiro strong, resting his head back on the couch when he closed his eyes, his own insecurities appear quietly. Leticia
placed a hand on the cheek, and was only then, when Ferdinand was given its close, opening her eyes to her.
She smiled slightly. "Of the sincerity I see in your eyes, Fernando. You have to stop thinking the worst about yourself. You're a good man. "
Fernando closed his eyes for peace than his words, his voice, handed him his closeness. He placed his hand on hers, bringing both into her lap, realizing only then, between his warm hand as his hand was frozen.
"Y if we forgive, you have to be you that I forgive me. "
Fernando raised his eyes from the task to warm both hands in surprise. "To you? Why? "
" For as I try today in the restaurant, outside the bathrooms. "
" What's all the time? "Fernando asked, with a slight tone of mockery.
She smiled slightly before turning serious, embarrassed by his behavior the day. "Really, Fernando. I treated you wrong, I told you things I will never do, do not believe them but the moment I let go by them, so I had learned, anger, fear ... "
" Fear? " Leticia
shrugged a shoulder, trying to find words, but opting not to bother with their silly insecurities. "Forget it ..." She tried to turn his gaze but Fernando did not leave.
"Lety. Please. "Leticia
let out a breath, looking down from the penetrating gaze of Fernando. "I should not feel ..."
"But you feel it," Fernando determined to meet his silence. "You're afraid, I leave you?" He asked, more than anything to clarify its own fears. "Do you think some days I think that among us does not mean anything?"
"Forgive me, Fernando. It is not ... "
" Lety, listen. "Fernando will lift my chin and look into your eyes. "You have every right in the world to feel so, because that is, your feelings, your fears. Yours. I can not tell you not to do, or how you should feel. I understand that you are afraid, especially by our past. "
our past. Not mine, or yours. Both. My past is not being better or worse than yours, both responsible for what we both feel.
Fernando smiled. "It is my job to show you otherwise." Leticia
soften her look, her smile small reaching their eyes this time. Small or not, at least it was a smile. And Fernando was comforted by that.
"I went to see my mom after lunch ..." Fernando said after a moment, his gaze now returning to their hands intertwined with Leticia in her lap. "I made very clear that she and Marcia had enough to intrude on my life."
"You think your mother had to do with the appearance of Marcia?"
Fernando shrugged uncertainly. "Maybe."
observed Leticia Fernando, absorbing his movements, his look, his composure. He was speaking with sincerity, we was opening his heart, until he was giving a key to yours. The least she could do was treated with the same confidence that he was giving. Leticia
his gaze to his hands, biting her lower lip before opening the locks of his heart. "I have fears ... that is not up to it."
Fernando's hands stopped.
"I could never be someone like Marcia Villaroel. It may be that you fear disappointments I have my ... "Leticia
nervously fingers tangled with Fernando, who by then had been completely forgotten their hands. All his attention was upon the face of Leticia. He placed a hand on Leticia restless hands, stopping her.
"I just want you to be Lety," the he emphasized, raising his eyes with just his voice. "My Lety."
She smiled shyly, looking down now for the vulnerability felt. She was naked in front of him, the way that mattered, the way she feared. Fernando
understood. Looking past her, and finding a concern before, thought unnecessary. Now, being different.
"I hate to send you messages."
Leticia did not have to ask to be referred, seeking his cell with his eyes. A another confession. And she was grateful. Once again it had to agree that she was not the only one who was betting that relationship. Both were swimming in unknown water. And they both risked their hearts in the process.
"It's just a friend."
Fernando shrugged. "Just do not like." His voice got rid of jealousy or anger. Just a statement.
Leticia smiled slightly, finally finding the back of Fernando, clasping both hands straight with ease. "Stay."
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Hiv Rashes Red Spots That Dissapear
Chapter 82 ...
girls Sorry for the delay. Family visit in my house, you know ...
girls Sorry for the delay. Family visit in my house, you know ...
Chapter 82: Whisky, messages and Carrots
"Lety! What a surprise seeing you here! "
was not a good idea.
was not good idea.
was not good idea. Leticia
instead shrugged, unsure of the audacity she had done. "If you're busy, I ..."
A hand grabbed hold of his arm, pulling inward. "No, of course not,"
"Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!" Screams went as fast as the steps that accompany the voice, "Lety!" Exclaimed the girl to see her friend at home, running to hug .
"Hi Nicole, how are you?" Lety asked with a smile, placing a hand on his head as the girl hugged her legs.
The girl looked up, something happens. "Well, my uncle, with you?" His face lighting up at the mention of the second most important man in your life. Carolina
noticed the hesitation on the part of Leticia, so chose to help. "My child, why not run a play." The girl with a huge smile on his face nodded, running toward her bedroom. Carolina
smiled sympathetically Leticia. "Come, come."
"I hope you do not mind, Fernando was your address on your agenda, and I thought,"
Carolina immediately turn to Lety, trouble walking every inch in their expression. "Fernando? Fernando, all right!? "
" Yeah, yeah, do not worry ... "Leticia assure you right away.
"Ah, ok." Carolina deep breath in relief, going on his way to the couch in the living room, offering a place at Leticia. "It's just that as early ..." Lety
shrugged, restless in their movements. "Yes, I asked permission to leave early."
Carolina extended
one hand, concerned about the way he behaved Leticia. "Why? Something happens, you feel bad? "
Leticia smiled, appreciating the concern of his friend. No doubt it was a mother. "No. Well, yes. No ... "
Carolina frowned, puzzled, her soft voice as if he were speaking to her daughter. "What about Lety?"
Since I was there, could take advantage and find out what had led to the apartment first. Fernando knew Carolina. And with her friend, Lety might ask and confess their fears without having to expose it with Fernando. So with that thought, breathe Leticia depth and wonder. "Dear, you know Marcia Villaroel?"
+ +
Omar
found him as he always was. Since the beginning of their friendship, one could always find other wherever they were. During a party, you always knew that bedroom of the mansion was the other a girl. During dinner boring, you always knew that corner of the house had hidden the other. During recess at school, you always knew where I was waiting for the other. This time it was easy - Fernando had called him, had told him where I always be waiting and if I could find Omar wanted there to seven. Always did that too. One called the other place told him that he had fled and left the decision in another case she wanted to accompany him. Although, of course, was never asked, obligation or hassle. You always got to the other because while one is vented on a drink, the other was there if I needed any help - take it home, listen to their frustrations, take care that his glass was always full - whatever.
"Hey, what up brother?"
Fernando
turn toward the voice and nodded, hoping her friend sit at the table in front of you ever held before assuming his first glass of whiskey. Fernando will lift the eyebrows to raise the drink, "appeared Marcia."
+ +
"Marcia," Carolina utter, frowning. "Fernando Marcia told you?" Lety
shook his head with a dull smile. "No. Appeared today in the company. "
+ +
" As it appeared!? "
Fernando shrugged taking a sip of his drink. "He returned from Europe. Return. "Omar
volume of his own whiskey now, leaning on his chair as he watched his friend with his arms crossed. "And your face, I guess there was a meeting that you expected." Fernando
lift the eyebrows to imitate his pose. "I come today to the company."
+ + "... saying it was his commitment," concluded Leticia hours later and still in disbelief, his stare.
"The ... Fernando?" Asked Carolina, skeptical. Leticia nodded, and Carolina was confused, that could not be. "And who told you?"
+ + "What do you think I said?" Fernando asked, sipping his whiskey over. "I refused. Of course. not true. You know better than anyone else to marry Marcia is the last thing you want to do. " Fernando shook his head, his arms resting on the table, his leg bouncing, his eyes lowered to the bowl of peanuts. "To marry is definitely not for me."
watch his friend Omar, pursing his expression for it. "If you tell the truth, then why are you so nervous?"
+ +
"Who!?"
Leticia nodded, resigned to the facts. "Yes. I could not believe it either. He told me he never had a relationship with her, or wanted to have. "Leticia turned to her friend and stared, looking for answers. "But then, to sleep with her after all?"
+ + "We were taking," Fernando admitted with a shrug of arms. "And if I got out of hand. We were both out of Mexico, without pressure from my parents, free no strings attached ... "
" I do not deny that Marcia is how you want, but, after all you gave up your freedom to have Fernando ... "
" I know, I know. Messed up. But neither thought I would go to here! "
Omar opened his mouth something to happen, but backed off, impressed with what his mind concluded. The deal talk again and this time it works. "Fernando. You do not ... by hit me back something that ... Fernando. Return to Mexico to escape what happened between Marcia and you? "
Fernando looked up, his expression said it all.
+ +
"He said he had not meant anything," Lety explained to Carolina, his elbows resting on his thighs, his eyes on the carpet at his feet. "But now, with what happened between us,"
"With what happened ...?" Asked Carolina, closer to the position of how Leticia was sitting on the couch. Leticia
looked up, astonished that he has left. In the eyes inquisitive Carolina, in opto Leticia confessed quietly. "Yes. Yesterday in her apartment last night ... "
" They had sex? "Carolina helped him, not finding it unusual about that. Leticia
shrugged, embarrassed nod.
Carolina did not understand his reaction, studying their body language: red cheeks, his eyes fixed all least, the way they wrapped a hand on the other. Carolina opened his mouth, was caught short. "For the first time!?"
Leticia glanced at her, before nodding.
Carolina leaned against the couch, stunned.
"And now, no, maybe he bored me and left me as Marcia leave, "said Leticia girl voice, so low that if it were not for her friend immediately reacted to his words, Lety would have ensured that I had not heard.
"What? How can you think that Lety? "Caroline asked, reacting to the jolt. "Fernando would not do that. You are in a relationship, and he loves you, "she confirmed. Leticia Carolina made the eyes look before proceeding. "Lety, Fernando I know for years, and I can assure you that the mere fact that you waited to have sex with you, says a lot." Carolina shook his head, still amazed. "You have idea. "Carolina placed a hand on his shoulder, still staring. "The only thing that has happened between Marcia and Fernando has been a night. Only one. Marcia has had the opportunity all his life to love with Fernando, but he has not succeeded. "Carolina gave him a slight squeeze your shoulder before smiling. "Instead, you ... you you've won the hearts of Fernando in a few weeks. There is no comparison Lety. "
+ + was a good idea after all. Leticia
felt better, and more so after bathing Carolina had recommended. She went back to his room wrapped in a towel, picking vanilla sugar lotion who had been with vanilla foam had just used in the tub. His entire skin was covered with the rich scent, soothing and Carolina had said. Leticia opened his drawer and the cold night over, picked some cotton slacks, dark blue with a white shirt tied at her body. Pants hung low on his hips, but did not care, were comfortable and what more eager now, it was comfort. I wanted to relax and reflect. Maybe read a book or get to the Internet for a while. That's why he had not replied to Fernando. Not the first time he walked the streets, nor the second time when I talked to Carolina, and the third when he had got a bath. Not that he was angry with him, but did not want to talk about certain things that tormented her. I was exhausted, mentally and physically, at least he wanted now was to discuss anything.
Leticia was on his way to the kitchen when he heard his cell, he had left the room, tell of a new text message. Resigned to answer at least one text message to Fernando, Leticia was in search of his cell. To his surprise, when picking up your cell Leticia noticed three messages waiting for her. I just heard
Marta called your boyfriend. Do not tell me you walk, and boasting of this hunk? ;)
From: Tomas
16:58 20-NOV-07
I found out that you left early. Gave him the boss to leave you? And more importantly, where I can get?
From: Tomas
17:23, 20-NOV-07
okay?
From: Tomas
19:44 20-NOV-07
Leticia smiled. She was about to answer when she knocked on the door. She shook her head, amused by the concern of his friend. With a mobile phone while Leticia got up to open the door. Maybe some company would do well now, especially if that could distract the company and make her laugh for a while.
opened the door, Jennifer was surprised to find Fernando. "What ... are you doing here?" His voice uncharacteristically unstable to their own taste.
Fernando smiled, shrugging. "I thought maybe I'd starve."
Leticia for the first time since he had opened the door, he noticed the bags they carried a very similar logo. "You went to the supermarket?" The very idea seemed super funny for the last time they had gone together, making her smile, her cell phone in his hand forgotten.
"Then you let me go?" Fernando asked, hopeful. Leticia
I watch carefully. it not because I was so hungry ... no. It was not just that. The simple fact that came to his door with the bags was more than enough to convince. Leticia is resigned to his weakness to detail, and opened the door to its maximum.
Fernando came in, happy, followed by Leticia to the kitchen. Fernando bags placed on the table, and on his shoulder looked at Leticia who had been standing in the doorway, not knowing what to do.
"Then it works?"
Leticia Fernando followed her gaze to her cell phone in his hand, laying it aside right away and crossing his arms to embrace. "Fernando ... I," Leticia shrugged, looking up, embarrassed, "Sorry."
Ferdinand stared, his eyes unfocused. He nodded slightly, almost unrecognizable, before smiling widely. "I support?"
Leticia nodded, approaching and stopping at your side to help with purchases in silence. Fernando
stretch a hand around her waist from behind, giving him a light kiss on his temple. "Look, this time I can not forget the carrots!"
She looked at him and they both smiled, laughing slightly as they finished downloading all of comfort between them now.
"Lety! What a surprise seeing you here! "
was not a good idea.
was not good idea.
was not good idea. Leticia
instead shrugged, unsure of the audacity she had done. "If you're busy, I ..."
A hand grabbed hold of his arm, pulling inward. "No, of course not,"
"Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!" Screams went as fast as the steps that accompany the voice, "Lety!" Exclaimed the girl to see her friend at home, running to hug .
"Hi Nicole, how are you?" Lety asked with a smile, placing a hand on his head as the girl hugged her legs.
The girl looked up, something happens. "Well, my uncle, with you?" His face lighting up at the mention of the second most important man in your life. Carolina
noticed the hesitation on the part of Leticia, so chose to help. "My child, why not run a play." The girl with a huge smile on his face nodded, running toward her bedroom. Carolina
smiled sympathetically Leticia. "Come, come."
"I hope you do not mind, Fernando was your address on your agenda, and I thought,"
Carolina immediately turn to Lety, trouble walking every inch in their expression. "Fernando? Fernando, all right!? "
" Yeah, yeah, do not worry ... "Leticia assure you right away.
"Ah, ok." Carolina deep breath in relief, going on his way to the couch in the living room, offering a place at Leticia. "It's just that as early ..." Lety
shrugged, restless in their movements. "Yes, I asked permission to leave early."
Carolina extended
one hand, concerned about the way he behaved Leticia. "Why? Something happens, you feel bad? "
Leticia smiled, appreciating the concern of his friend. No doubt it was a mother. "No. Well, yes. No ... "
Carolina frowned, puzzled, her soft voice as if he were speaking to her daughter. "What about Lety?"
Since I was there, could take advantage and find out what had led to the apartment first. Fernando knew Carolina. And with her friend, Lety might ask and confess their fears without having to expose it with Fernando. So with that thought, breathe Leticia depth and wonder. "Dear, you know Marcia Villaroel?"
+ +
Omar
found him as he always was. Since the beginning of their friendship, one could always find other wherever they were. During a party, you always knew that bedroom of the mansion was the other a girl. During dinner boring, you always knew that corner of the house had hidden the other. During recess at school, you always knew where I was waiting for the other. This time it was easy - Fernando had called him, had told him where I always be waiting and if I could find Omar wanted there to seven. Always did that too. One called the other place told him that he had fled and left the decision in another case she wanted to accompany him. Although, of course, was never asked, obligation or hassle. You always got to the other because while one is vented on a drink, the other was there if I needed any help - take it home, listen to their frustrations, take care that his glass was always full - whatever.
"Hey, what up brother?"
Fernando
turn toward the voice and nodded, hoping her friend sit at the table in front of you ever held before assuming his first glass of whiskey. Fernando will lift the eyebrows to raise the drink, "appeared Marcia."
+ +
"Marcia," Carolina utter, frowning. "Fernando Marcia told you?" Lety
shook his head with a dull smile. "No. Appeared today in the company. "
+ +
" As it appeared!? "
Fernando shrugged taking a sip of his drink. "He returned from Europe. Return. "Omar
volume of his own whiskey now, leaning on his chair as he watched his friend with his arms crossed. "And your face, I guess there was a meeting that you expected." Fernando
lift the eyebrows to imitate his pose. "I come today to the company."
+ + "... saying it was his commitment," concluded Leticia hours later and still in disbelief, his stare.
"The ... Fernando?" Asked Carolina, skeptical. Leticia nodded, and Carolina was confused, that could not be. "And who told you?"
+ + "What do you think I said?" Fernando asked, sipping his whiskey over. "I refused. Of course. not true. You know better than anyone else to marry Marcia is the last thing you want to do. " Fernando shook his head, his arms resting on the table, his leg bouncing, his eyes lowered to the bowl of peanuts. "To marry is definitely not for me."
watch his friend Omar, pursing his expression for it. "If you tell the truth, then why are you so nervous?"
+ +
"Who!?"
Leticia nodded, resigned to the facts. "Yes. I could not believe it either. He told me he never had a relationship with her, or wanted to have. "Leticia turned to her friend and stared, looking for answers. "But then, to sleep with her after all?"
+ + "We were taking," Fernando admitted with a shrug of arms. "And if I got out of hand. We were both out of Mexico, without pressure from my parents, free no strings attached ... "
" I do not deny that Marcia is how you want, but, after all you gave up your freedom to have Fernando ... "
" I know, I know. Messed up. But neither thought I would go to here! "
Omar opened his mouth something to happen, but backed off, impressed with what his mind concluded. The deal talk again and this time it works. "Fernando. You do not ... by hit me back something that ... Fernando. Return to Mexico to escape what happened between Marcia and you? "
Fernando looked up, his expression said it all.
+ +
"He said he had not meant anything," Lety explained to Carolina, his elbows resting on his thighs, his eyes on the carpet at his feet. "But now, with what happened between us,"
"With what happened ...?" Asked Carolina, closer to the position of how Leticia was sitting on the couch. Leticia
looked up, astonished that he has left. In the eyes inquisitive Carolina, in opto Leticia confessed quietly. "Yes. Yesterday in her apartment last night ... "
" They had sex? "Carolina helped him, not finding it unusual about that. Leticia
shrugged, embarrassed nod.
Carolina did not understand his reaction, studying their body language: red cheeks, his eyes fixed all least, the way they wrapped a hand on the other. Carolina opened his mouth, was caught short. "For the first time!?"
Leticia glanced at her, before nodding.
Carolina leaned against the couch, stunned.
"And now, no, maybe he bored me and left me as Marcia leave, "said Leticia girl voice, so low that if it were not for her friend immediately reacted to his words, Lety would have ensured that I had not heard.
"What? How can you think that Lety? "Caroline asked, reacting to the jolt. "Fernando would not do that. You are in a relationship, and he loves you, "she confirmed. Leticia Carolina made the eyes look before proceeding. "Lety, Fernando I know for years, and I can assure you that the mere fact that you waited to have sex with you, says a lot." Carolina shook his head, still amazed. "You have idea. "Carolina placed a hand on his shoulder, still staring. "The only thing that has happened between Marcia and Fernando has been a night. Only one. Marcia has had the opportunity all his life to love with Fernando, but he has not succeeded. "Carolina gave him a slight squeeze your shoulder before smiling. "Instead, you ... you you've won the hearts of Fernando in a few weeks. There is no comparison Lety. "
+ + was a good idea after all. Leticia
felt better, and more so after bathing Carolina had recommended. She went back to his room wrapped in a towel, picking vanilla sugar lotion who had been with vanilla foam had just used in the tub. His entire skin was covered with the rich scent, soothing and Carolina had said. Leticia opened his drawer and the cold night over, picked some cotton slacks, dark blue with a white shirt tied at her body. Pants hung low on his hips, but did not care, were comfortable and what more eager now, it was comfort. I wanted to relax and reflect. Maybe read a book or get to the Internet for a while. That's why he had not replied to Fernando. Not the first time he walked the streets, nor the second time when I talked to Carolina, and the third when he had got a bath. Not that he was angry with him, but did not want to talk about certain things that tormented her. I was exhausted, mentally and physically, at least he wanted now was to discuss anything.
Leticia was on his way to the kitchen when he heard his cell, he had left the room, tell of a new text message. Resigned to answer at least one text message to Fernando, Leticia was in search of his cell. To his surprise, when picking up your cell Leticia noticed three messages waiting for her. I just heard
Marta called your boyfriend. Do not tell me you walk, and boasting of this hunk? ;)
From: Tomas
16:58 20-NOV-07
I found out that you left early. Gave him the boss to leave you? And more importantly, where I can get?
From: Tomas
17:23, 20-NOV-07
okay?
From: Tomas
19:44 20-NOV-07
Leticia smiled. She was about to answer when she knocked on the door. She shook her head, amused by the concern of his friend. With a mobile phone while Leticia got up to open the door. Maybe some company would do well now, especially if that could distract the company and make her laugh for a while.
opened the door, Jennifer was surprised to find Fernando. "What ... are you doing here?" His voice uncharacteristically unstable to their own taste.
Fernando smiled, shrugging. "I thought maybe I'd starve."
Leticia for the first time since he had opened the door, he noticed the bags they carried a very similar logo. "You went to the supermarket?" The very idea seemed super funny for the last time they had gone together, making her smile, her cell phone in his hand forgotten.
"Then you let me go?" Fernando asked, hopeful. Leticia
I watch carefully. it not because I was so hungry ... no. It was not just that. The simple fact that came to his door with the bags was more than enough to convince. Leticia is resigned to his weakness to detail, and opened the door to its maximum.
Fernando came in, happy, followed by Leticia to the kitchen. Fernando bags placed on the table, and on his shoulder looked at Leticia who had been standing in the doorway, not knowing what to do.
"Then it works?"
Leticia Fernando followed her gaze to her cell phone in his hand, laying it aside right away and crossing his arms to embrace. "Fernando ... I," Leticia shrugged, looking up, embarrassed, "Sorry."
Ferdinand stared, his eyes unfocused. He nodded slightly, almost unrecognizable, before smiling widely. "I support?"
Leticia nodded, approaching and stopping at your side to help with purchases in silence. Fernando
stretch a hand around her waist from behind, giving him a light kiss on his temple. "Look, this time I can not forget the carrots!"
She looked at him and they both smiled, laughing slightly as they finished downloading all of comfort between them now.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
80s Thongback Leotard
Chapter 81 ...
bluntly. And direct. This is how I like it.
bluntly. And direct. This is how I like it.
Chapter 81: To the Point
"I can not believe." Lety let out a sigh, bringing his hands to his hips and shaking his head as if the only movement he could take the idea of the mind.
"It was only after I swear. We were drinking, one thing came another, "
" I do not want to hear this. "Lety prepared to pass them off when Fernando stopped once again facing the women's bathroom door.
"Lety expected." Fernando the volume of both arms, looking set. "It did not mean anything ."
Leticia's eyes sparkled fire. She smiled cynicism to tilt his head and find your eyes. "And I imagine that in a month's time I say the same about your next conquest."
Fernando's jaw jumped on his cheek, his eyes darkening. "That's not true."
Leticia laughed, his voice uncharacteristically low, his gaze never wavering from the eyes of Fernando. "You said you loved her too to get into your bed?"
Fernando squinted, aching the indictment. A weak point which Leticia tried to take advantage. She went to Fernando when he stopped turning and the arm strength, turning with it. Fernando approached, tilting the head to be just one step away from his lips as he looked at her. "I remember that I told you after we made love."
Leticia looked at his lips without wanting to, and Fernando the cache, satisfied. Leticia was enraged by the dark smile playing at the corners of the mouth of Ferdinand, disposing the grip on his arm fiercely. They stared intensely, both passionate, both justified anger.
interrupted only by someone who needed to spend to use the ladies room stopped them in their anger. Leticia
Fernando turned to see again once they had ascertained that they were alone in the hallway. "Why do you hide me?" She asked, inquisitive tone.
Fernando shook his head, looking over the man of Leticia to also make sure the bathroom door was closed, drastically lowering your anger. "Never hid it, just not found the time to tell you. How would I know that from one day to the other Marcia was found again? "
Leticia trusted the sincerity that was reflected in the eyes of Fernando, so I thought. But that was all. "I do not know if I can forgive," she confessed.
Fernando's eyes were fixed on the face of Leticia quickly. His anger growing exponentially. "No need," the he said, his eyes back to the dark. "Because my past is just my own. I have not lied or deceived, and I've respected since the first day. Because I have not apologize for something that happened before our relationship. "He closed his eyes and approached the body. "I thought that you more than anyone understand that sometimes the past is best left forgotten." Leticia
watched him carefully, her anger over her shoulders back like that. "The only problem with that is that the past always has a way of, reach you." She stared for a moment but before attempting to leave when Fernando once again stopped her with his body.
"Lety, last night ... between you and me ... at least for me, meant a lot."
tired Leticia sighed, looking up and seeing the pain behind those brown eyes that love had made him only hours before . Captivated
each other, no one noticed his presence until the clarification of the throat, daring to speak to meet her gaze. "Leticia, uh, here?" Asked Ariel, apprehensive.
"Yeah, sir." Leticia Fernando glanced at before proceeding, this time passing without Fernando detail, while this was to control his frustration in the impotence ocean drowned him.
"Marcia Why go?" Fernando finally asked, after a few minutes of silence on the road.
"What kind of question is that?" Asked Marcia, surprised at his sudden attention and concern.
"Answer me."
Marcia pursed. "For me Fernando you behave so? I thought that what happened between us, "
" It was just one night, Marcia. "Fernando was arrested for a traffic light and seized the moment to turn and look straight Marcia. "The two talk about this," he agreed.
"Yes, but-"
"But nothing. Do not change anything at all, "he told with patience and sadness at once. "I will leave it very clear what I wanted before I went to Spain."
Marcia stared for a moment before shaking his head. "I understand Fernando, you are not thinking about marriage now, but over time," Fernando
reached out and took Marcia's left hand in his. "Marcia, I have you baby, I love you in some way ... but I'm not in love with you."
Marcia, who had made a smile for the gesture, pulled his hand away. "From when I imported that to you?" She asked, her pain increased their insecurity. "Your mother told me anything that you were in a relationship with someone."
"My mother?" Fernando asked, confused. Her expression said a second later, falling twenty. "Sure ." Flipping toward the road again, the light turns green while everything began to make sense. "Right now we are going to visit, mom " he declared sarcastically, turning strong in the corner.
was a beautiful day whereas was half November. Mendiola residence was quiet, and the only person home was sitting in the room. When they arrive, Teresa Mendiola was excited enough. "Children! What a pleasure to see them, and together ! "
Fernando was indeed a storm. The path to increasing their internal concerns. He went first, his bag forgotten in the car and its sleeves rolled to the elbow even with the cool breeze that enveloped the afternoon. "Oh wow! Do not be surprised to see Marcia, right? "He wasted no time in sitting, standing at the entrance of the room while Teresita Marcia greeted and sat by his side.
"Son, do not you sit with us?"
"No." Fernando crossed his arms and leaned against the wall forming an arc. Teresita
stared at him, surprised by their behavior. "Son, you are stressed,"
"No, what I am is tired," the he said. "To try to control my life, Mom."
"Best leave them alone," said Marcia, sensing danger. Fernando
straightened then approaching. "Do not stay Marcia, will be good as you're also there to what I have to say." He stood behind a chair facing women, placing their hands in the header to support.
"Son,"
"Mom, please." Fernando demanded silence, and having succeeded, he proceeded as had been done. The turning to his mother, and his intense gaze on her, he said. "I did not want to commit myself to Marcia five years ago, and I want to commit to her now."
bluntly. Straight to the point. Well Fernando. You can.
He then turned to Marcia and her tone was deduced respectively. "I do not know what story my mother told Marcia, but I apologize for having to be submitted by this like me. Your trip was in vain because my position on this issue is and will remain the same. "
" My child, clearly, are confused. Already old-"
" I'm of age to make my own decisions, "Fernando will clarify term of his mother, his eyes on her again. "I do not want your intrometer you love most in my life." Seeing two amazing women, Fernando released her hands on the chair, looking at the clock. "And now I go, I have work to do."
Teresa Mendiola, gasp, followed by the release of his son with his eyes, turning to Marcia shortly thereafter. "I have never spoken like this ..."
"I think it's because in love, "Marcia said with a tinge of sadness. Mrs. Mendiola
raised his eyebrows, skeptical. "Love?"
"If I gave that impression when I said before was not in love with me. And when I mentioned that I knew I was in a relationship, not what I said. "
Marcia Teresa Mendiola observed with arrest, absorbing what he had to confess. "I do not think," I finally found the old lady. She then smiled at Marcia, covering his hand with hers. "Do not worry my child, who soon will happen so what have you. I know my son, and that is this ready to settle down near his family of course. But look what he has done: he has returned to Mexico, has taken the position of vice president in the company, and the other day I heard him talking very seriously with Humberto's how you would like to have children. "
Marcia
frowned," No is no surprise. Fernando has always wanted children, he loves. "
" But this time he admitted his own free will. You'll see, Marcia. Will soon realize the gem next to it, "said Mrs. Mendiola with confidence, convincing herself.
Marcia smiled, understanding. "Okay Teresita. Okay ... "
Fernando entered the company in a hurry, not much by the work itself, but by the end of the conversation was interrupted Ariel so inconveniently before. He did not care that they were working hours. Take her to the roof if necessary so as not to interrupt.
"You're late," said Ariel to leave the boardroom and see Fernando presidential enter the gates.
"Give me," Fernando said casually, walking with a purpose to the desk of Leticia. It was not. Fernando turned, facing the presidential corridors until finally turning to look at Ariel. "Where this Lety? "
Ariel, who had been standing outside the meeting room from the entrance, stared at him for a moment. "He's gone."
"It was?" Fernando looked at the clock.
"Yes, it was," he repeated impatiently Ariel. "He finished his homework early so I gave the rest of the day."
Fernando raise my eyebrows in surprise. "Oh, your so charming as ever, right?"
Ariel shrugged before moving into his office. "Deal."
Leticia, now in front of your door, do not think it is good idea. After walking and walking accompanying it with only his thoughts, he finally came to your door. Do not want to bother. But neither wants to go to his apartment so early, and one no less. Need someone, but it should not be there. Leticia was about to turn instead to leave when the door was opened and received a smile. Leticia
raise a hand, shrugging his shoulders with his sudden shyness. "Hello."
"I can not believe." Lety let out a sigh, bringing his hands to his hips and shaking his head as if the only movement he could take the idea of the mind.
"It was only after I swear. We were drinking, one thing came another, "
" I do not want to hear this. "Lety prepared to pass them off when Fernando stopped once again facing the women's bathroom door.
"Lety expected." Fernando the volume of both arms, looking set. "It did not mean anything ."
Leticia's eyes sparkled fire. She smiled cynicism to tilt his head and find your eyes. "And I imagine that in a month's time I say the same about your next conquest."
Fernando's jaw jumped on his cheek, his eyes darkening. "That's not true."
Leticia laughed, his voice uncharacteristically low, his gaze never wavering from the eyes of Fernando. "You said you loved her too to get into your bed?"
Fernando squinted, aching the indictment. A weak point which Leticia tried to take advantage. She went to Fernando when he stopped turning and the arm strength, turning with it. Fernando approached, tilting the head to be just one step away from his lips as he looked at her. "I remember that I told you after we made love."
Leticia looked at his lips without wanting to, and Fernando the cache, satisfied. Leticia was enraged by the dark smile playing at the corners of the mouth of Ferdinand, disposing the grip on his arm fiercely. They stared intensely, both passionate, both justified anger.
interrupted only by someone who needed to spend to use the ladies room stopped them in their anger. Leticia
Fernando turned to see again once they had ascertained that they were alone in the hallway. "Why do you hide me?" She asked, inquisitive tone.
Fernando shook his head, looking over the man of Leticia to also make sure the bathroom door was closed, drastically lowering your anger. "Never hid it, just not found the time to tell you. How would I know that from one day to the other Marcia was found again? "
Leticia trusted the sincerity that was reflected in the eyes of Fernando, so I thought. But that was all. "I do not know if I can forgive," she confessed.
Fernando's eyes were fixed on the face of Leticia quickly. His anger growing exponentially. "No need," the he said, his eyes back to the dark. "Because my past is just my own. I have not lied or deceived, and I've respected since the first day. Because I have not apologize for something that happened before our relationship. "He closed his eyes and approached the body. "I thought that you more than anyone understand that sometimes the past is best left forgotten." Leticia
watched him carefully, her anger over her shoulders back like that. "The only problem with that is that the past always has a way of, reach you." She stared for a moment but before attempting to leave when Fernando once again stopped her with his body.
"Lety, last night ... between you and me ... at least for me, meant a lot."
tired Leticia sighed, looking up and seeing the pain behind those brown eyes that love had made him only hours before . Captivated
each other, no one noticed his presence until the clarification of the throat, daring to speak to meet her gaze. "Leticia, uh, here?" Asked Ariel, apprehensive.
"Yeah, sir." Leticia Fernando glanced at before proceeding, this time passing without Fernando detail, while this was to control his frustration in the impotence ocean drowned him.
"Marcia Why go?" Fernando finally asked, after a few minutes of silence on the road.
"What kind of question is that?" Asked Marcia, surprised at his sudden attention and concern.
"Answer me."
Marcia pursed. "For me Fernando you behave so? I thought that what happened between us, "
" It was just one night, Marcia. "Fernando was arrested for a traffic light and seized the moment to turn and look straight Marcia. "The two talk about this," he agreed.
"Yes, but-"
"But nothing. Do not change anything at all, "he told with patience and sadness at once. "I will leave it very clear what I wanted before I went to Spain."
Marcia stared for a moment before shaking his head. "I understand Fernando, you are not thinking about marriage now, but over time," Fernando
reached out and took Marcia's left hand in his. "Marcia, I have you baby, I love you in some way ... but I'm not in love with you."
Marcia, who had made a smile for the gesture, pulled his hand away. "From when I imported that to you?" She asked, her pain increased their insecurity. "Your mother told me anything that you were in a relationship with someone."
"My mother?" Fernando asked, confused. Her expression said a second later, falling twenty. "Sure ." Flipping toward the road again, the light turns green while everything began to make sense. "Right now we are going to visit, mom " he declared sarcastically, turning strong in the corner.
was a beautiful day whereas was half November. Mendiola residence was quiet, and the only person home was sitting in the room. When they arrive, Teresa Mendiola was excited enough. "Children! What a pleasure to see them, and together ! "
Fernando was indeed a storm. The path to increasing their internal concerns. He went first, his bag forgotten in the car and its sleeves rolled to the elbow even with the cool breeze that enveloped the afternoon. "Oh wow! Do not be surprised to see Marcia, right? "He wasted no time in sitting, standing at the entrance of the room while Teresita Marcia greeted and sat by his side.
"Son, do not you sit with us?"
"No." Fernando crossed his arms and leaned against the wall forming an arc. Teresita
stared at him, surprised by their behavior. "Son, you are stressed,"
"No, what I am is tired," the he said. "To try to control my life, Mom."
"Best leave them alone," said Marcia, sensing danger. Fernando
straightened then approaching. "Do not stay Marcia, will be good as you're also there to what I have to say." He stood behind a chair facing women, placing their hands in the header to support.
"Son,"
"Mom, please." Fernando demanded silence, and having succeeded, he proceeded as had been done. The turning to his mother, and his intense gaze on her, he said. "I did not want to commit myself to Marcia five years ago, and I want to commit to her now."
bluntly. Straight to the point. Well Fernando. You can.
He then turned to Marcia and her tone was deduced respectively. "I do not know what story my mother told Marcia, but I apologize for having to be submitted by this like me. Your trip was in vain because my position on this issue is and will remain the same. "
" My child, clearly, are confused. Already old-"
" I'm of age to make my own decisions, "Fernando will clarify term of his mother, his eyes on her again. "I do not want your intrometer you love most in my life." Seeing two amazing women, Fernando released her hands on the chair, looking at the clock. "And now I go, I have work to do."
Teresa Mendiola, gasp, followed by the release of his son with his eyes, turning to Marcia shortly thereafter. "I have never spoken like this ..."
"I think it's because in love, "Marcia said with a tinge of sadness. Mrs. Mendiola
raised his eyebrows, skeptical. "Love?"
"If I gave that impression when I said before was not in love with me. And when I mentioned that I knew I was in a relationship, not what I said. "
Marcia Teresa Mendiola observed with arrest, absorbing what he had to confess. "I do not think," I finally found the old lady. She then smiled at Marcia, covering his hand with hers. "Do not worry my child, who soon will happen so what have you. I know my son, and that is this ready to settle down near his family of course. But look what he has done: he has returned to Mexico, has taken the position of vice president in the company, and the other day I heard him talking very seriously with Humberto's how you would like to have children. "
Marcia
frowned," No is no surprise. Fernando has always wanted children, he loves. "
" But this time he admitted his own free will. You'll see, Marcia. Will soon realize the gem next to it, "said Mrs. Mendiola with confidence, convincing herself.
Marcia smiled, understanding. "Okay Teresita. Okay ... "
Fernando entered the company in a hurry, not much by the work itself, but by the end of the conversation was interrupted Ariel so inconveniently before. He did not care that they were working hours. Take her to the roof if necessary so as not to interrupt.
"You're late," said Ariel to leave the boardroom and see Fernando presidential enter the gates.
"Give me," Fernando said casually, walking with a purpose to the desk of Leticia. It was not. Fernando turned, facing the presidential corridors until finally turning to look at Ariel. "Where this Lety? "
Ariel, who had been standing outside the meeting room from the entrance, stared at him for a moment. "He's gone."
"It was?" Fernando looked at the clock.
"Yes, it was," he repeated impatiently Ariel. "He finished his homework early so I gave the rest of the day."
Fernando raise my eyebrows in surprise. "Oh, your so charming as ever, right?"
Ariel shrugged before moving into his office. "Deal."
Leticia, now in front of your door, do not think it is good idea. After walking and walking accompanying it with only his thoughts, he finally came to your door. Do not want to bother. But neither wants to go to his apartment so early, and one no less. Need someone, but it should not be there. Leticia was about to turn instead to leave when the door was opened and received a smile. Leticia
raise a hand, shrugging his shoulders with his sudden shyness. "Hello."
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Laser Rangefinders For Hunting
Chapter 80 ...
I really like spending time in London. Visit Paris. And if you could live anywhere else besides New York, would live in Spain. Chapter 80: Indescribable
was not good idea.
Fernando of course immediately agreed. I had no other truth. Although nausea gave of having to eat lunch with Ariel, worse was to leave the two women having lunch alone. Boards . The very idea that they could start a conversation about it was terrified, and Lety knew, giving even more by curiosity than fear. One you hiding? Insurance during lunch she would find out.
But equally so, not a good idea. Having accepted
Fernando, Marcia came to convince his brother. Even if Lety was sincere, did not do much to convince him. Ariel a little less jump at the chance to join them. Lety thought it must have been for Fernando protect your sister, being no secret that Ariel did not trust his brother. What if you found funny was the wink that Marcia gave to his brother before he accepts. Not having brothers herself, Lety was taken by the strong bond between siblings.
At first it seemed a bad idea. But now, the only passenger in the car of Ariel Villaroel thought he should have thought twice. Gee, three times if he could keep it out with Fernando Marcia. Leticia
did not even have chance to complain, but in fact it had, when Marcia grabbed the arm of Fernando and said he was going with him. She was mounted on the maroon convertible before Ariel could do anything. Although, to his surprise he had not. Nothing. Not a word of rebuke. Leticia was very strange that Ariel, who was stoic and inflexible, was so careless when it came to the whims of her sister.
Leticia was learning very quickly that Marcia Villaroel, even if very good and nice to her whenever he visited, was a very clever woman. One woman, who knew perfectly well how to manipulate people to get their cut. Leticia would have to be very careful when dealing with her, she was sure.
"Leticia, you miss something?"
Leticia turned his face from the window, shaking. "Eh? No ... nothing, " smiling weakly. Ariel received a proper smile, not realizing the lack of sincerity in the act of Leticia. She could not help, he thought, Fernando had realized. "I see the order of Don Fernando, do not think we should wait?" She then asked, looking out his side of the road, turning it more than the allowed seatbelt.
"He knows the way," Ariel replied with indifference, accelerating even faster. "It's not my fault that my car go faster than that of," Ariel said proudly, pulling out his chest like a proud father. The turning to look at her and smiled, "It is from this year. "Leticia is turning toward the window again, turning the eyes. Of course it was
road race. Of course they both had convertibles. One or the other. Leticia figured it must have been so since childhood. They were friends. Rivals. Enemies. But ultimately, men. They could be calm but there was some kind of competition, some sort of goal to win to wrest the other. Leticia could even hear the "It's mine! - No, it's mine! "Confrontation that the two have had to over the years.
"Fernando. Fernando . "
The turning to his companion, disoriented. "Eh?"
"Not listening to me," Marcia said, straightening in his seat in a way that her silk dress got a few inches.
Fernando did not realize, more interested in the road that lay ahead. "Sure you can," Marcia replied quickly as they turned a corner. Where the hell have gotten!? For sure my car is faster. Perhaps they are back yet?
Marcia grinned, satisfied. She came gently, gently scratching his right arm up and down. "So you agree?"
Aja! There they are! Fernando accelerated substantially, just in time by Ariel truck facing the red light. Leticia right side where he was. Ariel saw it first, clearly frustrated by their appearance, and turning his face, eager for the change of light. Leticia was only then that he realized his presence, looking fixed. Fernando's gaze softened before their eyes, asking for forgiveness for allowing all before. Leticia smiled without force, and he understood.
"Fernando,"
"Leticia"
Your prospective passengers demanded their attention, their eyes not wanting to separate. And so until that simultaneously Ariel lurched forward and one hand slid down the leg Fernando.
"Marcia ..." Fernando said dangerously, seeing where he had placed his hand. Marcia
however did not disturb her gesture, a shrug with blatantly supposedly, innocence. "What? ... The green light. "
Fernando held his tongue, trying to count to ten, and grabbed the steering wheel so hard that his knuckles turned white. No surprise then when they finally started, Marcia was thrown back in his seat to speed.
"Leticia, is very tense." He stated he looked at her with concern Ariel. He extended his arm, finding the neck and trying Leticia, relieve stress.
Leticia was a patient person. Too much sometimes. But as with any person, also had its limits. And with this guy, I was sick. Leticia Ariel turned to smiling. "Sir, you please ..." to see the smug smile, his own smile faded now, talking dangerously low. "... To take my hand off."
Ariel's smile disappeared so easily, while Leticia smiled on the inside. "No I think nobody is harassing me sexually, "she said innocently to raise eyebrows. "And during working hours no less," she said softly.
Ariel's hand, in case you found the wheel again, remaining silent the rest of the road.
Perhaps it was not fair. Ariel Perhaps she did not deserve to treat him well when he had helped so much since joining the company. Perhaps she did not deserve to lash their anger and disgust against him. Perhaps . But since that Leticia had gotten into the late model convertible, she sensed the unease between them. The way it was looking at Ariel, to hold a conversation light weight, ease the tension. The tension was among them, and not on their shoulders. Was in no mood. And as were the circumstances of that day, Leticia had not wanted anyone to touch. Especially, Ariel Villaroel.
Fernando parked abruptly turning off the engine and closing the door with a bang, looking down the road. Where are they? Why not come? was only when he saw the border of a black convertible time after Fernando was finally able to calm down a bit. Why had taken so long? Fernando did not know where before was so happy to see Ariel appear. The convertible was parked side by side, and Fernando happily opened the door to Lety, who appeared not to take her hand, clearly relieved to be out of that car. They stared for a moment until they were interrupted by a frustrated exclaimed.
"Fernando, the door!"
was not until they were all seated at a round table near one of the windows that Fernando and Leticia again see eye to eye. Leticia realized over Ariel's eye, meeting with Ariel for a second before hiding behind the letter given him. Fernando
frowned, looking at Ariel who had to side with suspicion. Ariel who looked at the open letter in his hands Leticia, Fernando glanced at before doing the same thing and concentrate on your own letter. Fernando turned to look at Leticia, who had sat as he was sitting in front of you, and lifted her eyebrows in question. She received her letter on the expression, but not returned it with no reaction, turning his eyes on the names of Italian dishes that had the daily special. Perhaps something had happened in the car? Ariel Fernando Leticia looked suddenly uncomfortable in his jacket, then for sacándoselo of satisfaction under the observation of Leticia.
"Lety." Leticia
jumped to exit ladies' room. "Fernando, you scared me. What are you doing here? "She said quietly to meet his eyes. "You should not follow me."
"I did not. I apologized to greet a friend who is having lunch here. "
" Then go and greet him. "Leticia tried to avoid friction, seeking discreet departure hall, but it prevented Fernando, blocking the right with your body. He held one arm to prevent his escape, and Leticia had been angry if not for the look of concern on the part of Fernando.
"Lety, what happened in the car with Ariel?" He asked with apprehension. "He tried to do something that I should know? "
Lety stared at him, stopping his movement. "Fernando, I can defend myself."
Fernando squinted, confused by his lack of response. "I know."
"So ... do not worry." Leticia apologized to retire when Ferdinand put forward a second time, this time their bodies being stuck in front. Fernando
under the gaze, his eyes intense as he knew Leticia. "Like I care, because I love you." Leticia
closed his eyes, resting his forehead on his chest Fernando momentarily. I knew it. But do not get tired to listen, to be remembered. Especially on a day like today. She lifted her head and smiled, placing a hand on his chest. Thanks .
Every chance he got, Fernando was his eyes. Between watching a Villaroel to another, his eyes stood there for a second longer than necessary when it reached his drink, his eyes reached hers, carefully, to try the sandwiches could only look up and look a little bit more . He had every right in the world to do so. And of course, when she was looking in the same way with his eyes.
had already arrived dishes that each had selected when Fernando saw a conversation continued on around, and Marcia was speaking. Damn .
"Yes, I recently graduated as a lawyer in London," he informed Marcia Leticia.
Ok, its preparation. Safe topic.
"London! That fascinating. I've always wanted to go, "stated Leticia, shrugging. "I've never traveled anywhere outside of Mexico," she said shyly, meeting the gaze of Fernando by a microsecond.
God, how beautiful it is.
"I love it. It is a beautiful city! "Emphasized Marcia. "Anytime, let me know and I'll help you plan it everything. "
Great. Fabulous. Perfeeecto. The last thing we need now is to become best friends.
Fernando was misplaced in their thoughts, because when it joined in monitoring the conversation, it was Ariel who was speaking.
"Marcia, where I knew, I was offered a job in France. You told me that the interview a few weeks ago went very well. What happened, you did not like the place? "
Damn. Damn. Damn!
"I loved it! The country is like something you've never seen before. The view from the Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, the Champs Elysées unique shops. All Paris has a magic ... indescribable. "
Good. Yes. Talk of the museums and the millions of euros to spend on all these little stores "unique." But not you dare
mentioned "Paris, how wonderful!" Leticia said with enthusiasm. "It is known as the city of love, right?"
Fuck.
Fernando reached his glass of water, suddenly died of thirst.
"Yes, and no lying. It's my favorite city, above all others. "Marcia grinned, turning to Fernando. "That's where we met, remember Fernando?" She covered his hand that he had over the table, and Ferdinand found Leticia's eyes over the glass.
Double Fuck.
Surprised? No. Shake? Neither. What Fernando was reflected in the eyes of Leticia was deeper. Indescribable might say. Damn. At least, Marcia had taken his hand over hers and was now in deep conversation with Ariel to either interrupt the gaze that Leticia and Fernando shared. Leticia
stared at him without blinking, finally lifting his eyebrows in question as he had done before. Fernando swallowed, and entrecerró los ojos al trabajar su mandíbula con fuerza. Leticia agrandó los ojos, captando su falta de negación claramente.
La abrupta risa de Marcia los sacudió a los dos del trance que habían estado metidos. Leticia se recuperó rápidamente, uniéndose a la platica y fingiendo una sonrisa que no sentía. Mientras que Fernando la seguía mirando, tratando de forzarla que lo mirara, pero era imposible. Leticia no volvió a encontrar o buscar sus ojos para el restante tiempo del almuerzo.
Eran cerca de las dos de la tarde y necesitaban regresar para las obligaciones de la empresa. Ariel apareció en la entrada del restaurante, y para su sorpresa, encontró a Marcia sola. “Donde this Fernando? "Marcia
shrugged. "No se." She had been arrested by some friends who had met along the way towards the exit, not taking care of those who attended it.
"And Leticia?" Ariel asked, looking at the surroundings.
"went to the bathroom," Marcia told him. Just knowing the answer because Leticia had apologized Ariel while attending the account.
Ariel frowned, looking into the restaurant again. "Wait here, now back."
's not going to miss. Of course not. Of course not. Had to listen first. I had to explain. Although all did a scene in front of the restaurant, he did not care. She had to listen. She had to understand.
"Leticia, please,"
"Do not touch me," she asked to see him try to approach.
"Let me tell you, not what you think,"
She raised her hands to reject his second attempt to approach. She stared, her eyes burning. "Just answer me one thing Fernando. You slept with her? "
Fernando's eyes blinked, his jaw jumped on his cheek, and his hands opened and shut in frustration. "Yes."
was not good idea.
Fernando of course immediately agreed. I had no other truth. Although nausea gave of having to eat lunch with Ariel, worse was to leave the two women having lunch alone. Boards . The very idea that they could start a conversation about it was terrified, and Lety knew, giving even more by curiosity than fear. One you hiding? Insurance during lunch she would find out.
But equally so, not a good idea. Having accepted
Fernando, Marcia came to convince his brother. Even if Lety was sincere, did not do much to convince him. Ariel a little less jump at the chance to join them. Lety thought it must have been for Fernando protect your sister, being no secret that Ariel did not trust his brother. What if you found funny was the wink that Marcia gave to his brother before he accepts. Not having brothers herself, Lety was taken by the strong bond between siblings.
At first it seemed a bad idea. But now, the only passenger in the car of Ariel Villaroel thought he should have thought twice. Gee, three times if he could keep it out with Fernando Marcia. Leticia
did not even have chance to complain, but in fact it had, when Marcia grabbed the arm of Fernando and said he was going with him. She was mounted on the maroon convertible before Ariel could do anything. Although, to his surprise he had not. Nothing. Not a word of rebuke. Leticia was very strange that Ariel, who was stoic and inflexible, was so careless when it came to the whims of her sister.
Leticia was learning very quickly that Marcia Villaroel, even if very good and nice to her whenever he visited, was a very clever woman. One woman, who knew perfectly well how to manipulate people to get their cut. Leticia would have to be very careful when dealing with her, she was sure.
"Leticia, you miss something?"
Leticia turned his face from the window, shaking. "Eh? No ... nothing, " smiling weakly. Ariel received a proper smile, not realizing the lack of sincerity in the act of Leticia. She could not help, he thought, Fernando had realized. "I see the order of Don Fernando, do not think we should wait?" She then asked, looking out his side of the road, turning it more than the allowed seatbelt.
"He knows the way," Ariel replied with indifference, accelerating even faster. "It's not my fault that my car go faster than that of," Ariel said proudly, pulling out his chest like a proud father. The turning to look at her and smiled, "It is from this year. "Leticia is turning toward the window again, turning the eyes. Of course it was
road race. Of course they both had convertibles. One or the other. Leticia figured it must have been so since childhood. They were friends. Rivals. Enemies. But ultimately, men. They could be calm but there was some kind of competition, some sort of goal to win to wrest the other. Leticia could even hear the "It's mine! - No, it's mine! "Confrontation that the two have had to over the years.
"Fernando. Fernando . "
The turning to his companion, disoriented. "Eh?"
"Not listening to me," Marcia said, straightening in his seat in a way that her silk dress got a few inches.
Fernando did not realize, more interested in the road that lay ahead. "Sure you can," Marcia replied quickly as they turned a corner. Where the hell have gotten!? For sure my car is faster. Perhaps they are back yet?
Marcia grinned, satisfied. She came gently, gently scratching his right arm up and down. "So you agree?"
Aja! There they are! Fernando accelerated substantially, just in time by Ariel truck facing the red light. Leticia right side where he was. Ariel saw it first, clearly frustrated by their appearance, and turning his face, eager for the change of light. Leticia was only then that he realized his presence, looking fixed. Fernando's gaze softened before their eyes, asking for forgiveness for allowing all before. Leticia smiled without force, and he understood.
"Fernando,"
"Leticia"
Your prospective passengers demanded their attention, their eyes not wanting to separate. And so until that simultaneously Ariel lurched forward and one hand slid down the leg Fernando.
"Marcia ..." Fernando said dangerously, seeing where he had placed his hand. Marcia
however did not disturb her gesture, a shrug with blatantly supposedly, innocence. "What? ... The green light. "
Fernando held his tongue, trying to count to ten, and grabbed the steering wheel so hard that his knuckles turned white. No surprise then when they finally started, Marcia was thrown back in his seat to speed.
"Leticia, is very tense." He stated he looked at her with concern Ariel. He extended his arm, finding the neck and trying Leticia, relieve stress.
Leticia was a patient person. Too much sometimes. But as with any person, also had its limits. And with this guy, I was sick. Leticia Ariel turned to smiling. "Sir, you please ..." to see the smug smile, his own smile faded now, talking dangerously low. "... To take my hand off."
Ariel's smile disappeared so easily, while Leticia smiled on the inside. "No I think nobody is harassing me sexually, "she said innocently to raise eyebrows. "And during working hours no less," she said softly.
Ariel's hand, in case you found the wheel again, remaining silent the rest of the road.
Perhaps it was not fair. Ariel Perhaps she did not deserve to treat him well when he had helped so much since joining the company. Perhaps she did not deserve to lash their anger and disgust against him. Perhaps . But since that Leticia had gotten into the late model convertible, she sensed the unease between them. The way it was looking at Ariel, to hold a conversation light weight, ease the tension. The tension was among them, and not on their shoulders. Was in no mood. And as were the circumstances of that day, Leticia had not wanted anyone to touch. Especially, Ariel Villaroel.
Fernando parked abruptly turning off the engine and closing the door with a bang, looking down the road. Where are they? Why not come? was only when he saw the border of a black convertible time after Fernando was finally able to calm down a bit. Why had taken so long? Fernando did not know where before was so happy to see Ariel appear. The convertible was parked side by side, and Fernando happily opened the door to Lety, who appeared not to take her hand, clearly relieved to be out of that car. They stared for a moment until they were interrupted by a frustrated exclaimed.
"Fernando, the door!"
was not until they were all seated at a round table near one of the windows that Fernando and Leticia again see eye to eye. Leticia realized over Ariel's eye, meeting with Ariel for a second before hiding behind the letter given him. Fernando
frowned, looking at Ariel who had to side with suspicion. Ariel who looked at the open letter in his hands Leticia, Fernando glanced at before doing the same thing and concentrate on your own letter. Fernando turned to look at Leticia, who had sat as he was sitting in front of you, and lifted her eyebrows in question. She received her letter on the expression, but not returned it with no reaction, turning his eyes on the names of Italian dishes that had the daily special. Perhaps something had happened in the car? Ariel Fernando Leticia looked suddenly uncomfortable in his jacket, then for sacándoselo of satisfaction under the observation of Leticia.
"Lety." Leticia
jumped to exit ladies' room. "Fernando, you scared me. What are you doing here? "She said quietly to meet his eyes. "You should not follow me."
"I did not. I apologized to greet a friend who is having lunch here. "
" Then go and greet him. "Leticia tried to avoid friction, seeking discreet departure hall, but it prevented Fernando, blocking the right with your body. He held one arm to prevent his escape, and Leticia had been angry if not for the look of concern on the part of Fernando.
"Lety, what happened in the car with Ariel?" He asked with apprehension. "He tried to do something that I should know? "
Lety stared at him, stopping his movement. "Fernando, I can defend myself."
Fernando squinted, confused by his lack of response. "I know."
"So ... do not worry." Leticia apologized to retire when Ferdinand put forward a second time, this time their bodies being stuck in front. Fernando
under the gaze, his eyes intense as he knew Leticia. "Like I care, because I love you." Leticia
closed his eyes, resting his forehead on his chest Fernando momentarily. I knew it. But do not get tired to listen, to be remembered. Especially on a day like today. She lifted her head and smiled, placing a hand on his chest. Thanks .
Every chance he got, Fernando was his eyes. Between watching a Villaroel to another, his eyes stood there for a second longer than necessary when it reached his drink, his eyes reached hers, carefully, to try the sandwiches could only look up and look a little bit more . He had every right in the world to do so. And of course, when she was looking in the same way with his eyes.
had already arrived dishes that each had selected when Fernando saw a conversation continued on around, and Marcia was speaking. Damn .
"Yes, I recently graduated as a lawyer in London," he informed Marcia Leticia.
Ok, its preparation. Safe topic.
"London! That fascinating. I've always wanted to go, "stated Leticia, shrugging. "I've never traveled anywhere outside of Mexico," she said shyly, meeting the gaze of Fernando by a microsecond.
God, how beautiful it is.
"I love it. It is a beautiful city! "Emphasized Marcia. "Anytime, let me know and I'll help you plan it everything. "
Great. Fabulous. Perfeeecto. The last thing we need now is to become best friends.
Fernando was misplaced in their thoughts, because when it joined in monitoring the conversation, it was Ariel who was speaking.
"Marcia, where I knew, I was offered a job in France. You told me that the interview a few weeks ago went very well. What happened, you did not like the place? "
Damn. Damn. Damn!
"I loved it! The country is like something you've never seen before. The view from the Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, the Champs Elysées unique shops. All Paris has a magic ... indescribable. "
Good. Yes. Talk of the museums and the millions of euros to spend on all these little stores "unique." But not you dare
mentioned "Paris, how wonderful!" Leticia said with enthusiasm. "It is known as the city of love, right?"
Fuck.
Fernando reached his glass of water, suddenly died of thirst.
"Yes, and no lying. It's my favorite city, above all others. "Marcia grinned, turning to Fernando. "That's where we met, remember Fernando?" She covered his hand that he had over the table, and Ferdinand found Leticia's eyes over the glass.
Double Fuck.
Surprised? No. Shake? Neither. What Fernando was reflected in the eyes of Leticia was deeper. Indescribable might say. Damn. At least, Marcia had taken his hand over hers and was now in deep conversation with Ariel to either interrupt the gaze that Leticia and Fernando shared. Leticia
stared at him without blinking, finally lifting his eyebrows in question as he had done before. Fernando swallowed, and entrecerró los ojos al trabajar su mandíbula con fuerza. Leticia agrandó los ojos, captando su falta de negación claramente.
La abrupta risa de Marcia los sacudió a los dos del trance que habían estado metidos. Leticia se recuperó rápidamente, uniéndose a la platica y fingiendo una sonrisa que no sentía. Mientras que Fernando la seguía mirando, tratando de forzarla que lo mirara, pero era imposible. Leticia no volvió a encontrar o buscar sus ojos para el restante tiempo del almuerzo.
Eran cerca de las dos de la tarde y necesitaban regresar para las obligaciones de la empresa. Ariel apareció en la entrada del restaurante, y para su sorpresa, encontró a Marcia sola. “Donde this Fernando? "Marcia
shrugged. "No se." She had been arrested by some friends who had met along the way towards the exit, not taking care of those who attended it.
"And Leticia?" Ariel asked, looking at the surroundings.
"went to the bathroom," Marcia told him. Just knowing the answer because Leticia had apologized Ariel while attending the account.
Ariel frowned, looking into the restaurant again. "Wait here, now back."
's not going to miss. Of course not. Of course not. Had to listen first. I had to explain. Although all did a scene in front of the restaurant, he did not care. She had to listen. She had to understand.
"Leticia, please,"
"Do not touch me," she asked to see him try to approach.
"Let me tell you, not what you think,"
She raised her hands to reject his second attempt to approach. She stared, her eyes burning. "Just answer me one thing Fernando. You slept with her? "
Fernando's eyes blinked, his jaw jumped on his cheek, and his hands opened and shut in frustration. "Yes."
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