spite of this unpleasant incident, Carla is due to the impending opening ceremony completely over the moon. I have yet to bring before the fake interview on Friday behind me. And I see the less relaxed contrary.
"I have a very hot part for you," promises Carla and presented me a dress, in whose sight I'm already getting hot flashes. A forbidden thing in bright red.
"Neeneeneenee," I wave with a sweeping gesture from. "Come out of the question. I want to be a job of the old, and not his mistress. In addition, running around just as sure stiff tie carrier. "
" You're right, yes, "she admits. "The outfit should be a bit serious." Carla disappears behind one of the many shelves and comes back minutes later with different suits.
like my first go on a romantic white blouse in a country style. Despite the simple style it is elaborately worked, with various embroideries and straight cut. Just do not figure on, otherwise I get insecure. "You," but I hesitate. "Do you think the cut to ...?" It's not a bit like a medieval night shirt with no buttons quite deep and simple with two bands provided, however, appear to be in this piece of pure decoration. Like a door opens and he can expect a lot behind it.
Carla pulls her blouse cope in my body. "With women but something has to argue that if all else fails, right?"
"Then I got quite meager arguments," I grumble.
Carla is not into it. "It just looks cool. Tanned, as you are still making the two things matter more ago. "She fishes nor rare Jeans from the stack. One of these, the level starts once a few millimeters above the pubic line and ends just above the knee. "Absolutely acceptable," she assured me.
equipped with the right shoes and accessories I see tomorrow's festival, if only slightly, something contrary relaxed.
"Are you ready, sunshine?" Aron is on Friday evening on time.
I slip into the sandals and check again my make-up Leo was here an hour ago and I have a fresh appearance missed, of course. Now I fear that this very natural even for a few sweat stains under the Low-enriched. In addition to my nervousness does the continuing heat their best to this concern into account.
"We're almost ready," I shout into the kitchen and sincerely hope Otto is not got away in the garden. He had now a Schaumvollbad to go through. His black hair now shines like an agate. The formerly shaggy little puppy is now a respectable dog has become big and muscular, and extremely impressive overall appearance. As he listened to the word and me except in any case hardly differs from the side, I put him in place of the ordinary collar to a decorative cloth. Cool Dog!
"So," I present myself a little later a bright Aron. "I'm ready."
Aron kiss me in greeting. He looks dazzling as ever.
"You look great, Charlie. The old man is making eyes. "Aron offers me his arm.
"It should make no eyes, he should give me a job." I sigh uncertain. "Let's go."
"Stop!" In the car I'm once again turned and run back to the house to my Sabo to mutualise chain. How could I have the internet to find out wearing even celebrities such as Alexandra Kamp's collections. For me, the extraordinary Chain with the Buddha, however, a different value. Since his departure from unspectacular nearly five weeks, I have not seen Miro. Neither the run or still in Leo's room. Apparently he considers himself more accessible to business in Munich. And even though I admit I hardly want: I sorely miss him ...
"Have you now all together?" Aron smiles indulgently.
"My seven senses? My nerves? My mind? What do you mean? "I feel sick.
He pats his thigh. "Make yourself easy, sunshine," he tried to calm me down. "The old man is really okay."
"And ... uh ... "I squint into the back seat. "Is that really okay with gasoline?" We had it better to take my van.
"Of course! This is good as it was. "
" I now think less of your boss, but rather to your interior. "On the cushion to have less than ten minutes already gained so much hair that it would be enough for a sweater. The rest is versabbert, smeared the windows all around.
Aron takes appalled by glancing in the rearview mirror, the scale of the transport dogs to note, however, is silent with regard to my feelings for Otto. Or because to beat him out of ideas.
"Charlie, I would like to discuss something with you," says Aron after ten more minutes.
"I accept, of course, cleaning up," I answered like a shot from the gun.
He shakes his head and snorted. "Now is not stupid. What it's not the point. And I do not care. It is about something ... very personal ... sensitive. "
" Oh, shit! "Why can not I think of quiet?
He gives me a slightly acidified view. "I have no one pregnant!", He denied my Fears.
"It's ... I'm sorry, Aron. But that was even my first thought. Your lifestyle is not exactly that of a Tibetan monk. "
" Of course not, "he grimmt. "The others do."
"Aron", I put my hand on his thigh. "You can talk to me. I am listening to. I hope you know that "He shall
thoughtfully frowning. "I know, sunshine. That's why I asked you . But let's talk later, okay? "
I nod in agreement. Yes Is his problem and therefore its decision.
come after an hour we are in an area that smells out for money and luxury. The landscape is like a freshly painted Impression by Monet.
"Wow, eat the cool here." I bite my tongue. In a society that can afford to live here, I should express myself clearly selected. "Sorry," I whisper meekly. "Should be better to keep the whole bill?"
Aron consider me with a captivating smile. That he has not contradicted me instantly confused me a little. This feeling is exacerbated when we turn to the parking lot. There are coaches, paid for which the owner has more than me for my single-family houses. Again comes over me nausea.
"I can not go in there, Aron," I whimper in a fit of panic. "Look at me at times. Listen to me, will you. You can not. I get 'can not manage it. "
" Now hold it but let the ball down, Charlie. "Aron's calming attempts are now a track authoritarian. "Thou shalt not deliver but showpiece, but only accompany me to a party. All wild half, believe me. "
" No! "I say determined. "We adjust it not pure." By that I mean me and Otto, the drips of drool from the long trip of the tongue as if it were a leaky faucet.
Aron exhales hard. "Wait here," he says finally, and disappears behind the bushes that line the road to the house.
Otto I leave out of the car and put a cigarette. That was probably the stupidest idea I ever had. Worse, it was not even my idea!
While we wait sniffing petrol to NEN Wolf. His tail wags back and forth so excited that I cringe every time he meets so my legs. Be flat or glossy black fur with a fine dust covered in the brown nose dirty.
after ten minutes back an optimistic acting Aron. With a wink he hands me a bottle of walnut liqueur and a glass. "Just to loosen up."
"Are you crazy?" I ask, horrified. "How did this go unnoticed since figured out?"
He buries himself satisfied with his hands in his pockets. "I've slept with the maid."
Layer? "
Aron amused smiles. "No, last year at New Year's Eve," he replied, not without a certain amount of pride in his voice.
"And still doing it to you a favor? "
He understands fun. "Now'll sometimes not cheeky, sunshine."
Likörchen two and three cigarettes later I am still not always ready to take up the fight, but at least so far as to survive the evening to some extent. Whether you organize a job out of it for me, I am now relatively unimportant.