Thursday, December 16, 2010

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Story of Thursday "elevator stories" flannel



We made love as if it were to end the world.
Yeah, yeah, I know you think a lot of my age, but it made me burn in seconds.
had long desired I did not feel that way, until the madness that is swallowing the moans for fear of alerting neighbors.
Nothing was improvised, we took months planning the event. There was a safer place for two infidels.
At that time, at home, his little wife would be setting the table, watching the clock to have ready the soup, beautiful seem completely forgotten.
At that time, my house, my husband sleeping on the couch after swallowing the food without comment, he closed his eyes without noticing my lipstick again, my short skirt, my hair carefully. Synchronized
, he parked the car in the corner. I got to throw in the trash.
We met on the site, just as the children of the second home from school with the proper gibberish a flight of birds.
The neighbor of the fourth right, this never presents, we stole four minutes talking about the new president of Betis.
peer elevator up with the kids and the neighbor. On the odd invited us to lose.
Passion multiplied in all the mirrors as we climbed the seventeenth floor, and we descended back to reality.
I buttoned the shirt, got off my lap while he smoothed her hair and tie and still look at me, melting.
One last look before the doors opened and rehearsed for two strangers to be matched. Leaving
we find the operators of a security company. Good afternoon lady president, "he greeted, from this morning is installed, as agreed at the last meeting of owners, the video camera inside the elevator to find out who is the vandal who steals the bulbs and mirrors painted ago. "I signed the delivery note you please?

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