"Then I could give you a hand with the drafts of the clothes, so do not risk having to do twice the work if something does not please me " - spent most of the morning in the cafeteria at the end When the waiters began to puff went away, leaving a large tip that led the owner to encourage them to remain.
" But they're all so mean the French?" - I asked Roxanne after noticing the look of the master of the local light the sight of the hundred-.
"Hey at bay how to talk to designer hacks, do not you dare insult me and my city Christmas! "- jokingly muttered the woman.
" So you are originally from this place so romantic .. what a strange life eh "- took her to his car noting with amazement that the city was covered with a thick layer of snow -" snow in France? "- objected but she ignored my question.
" My father was a painter in New York. He died when I was ten years for taking drugs more than you can imagine. While my mother was French, a classic doormat woman who once my father died he fell into depression more black "- I began to understand why the absurd choice to be a prostitute, what other option was a girl with a history like in a world like this?
" So that's why you started ..." - did not finish the sentence out of respect, even though she was aware of the life that was and prejudices of the people, I felt myself getting stuck when I spoke of his work.
" No. I told Eric, I love my job and no one pushed me to beat. My mother fell in love with the doctor who helped treat depression, but both died five years ago returned from a Caribbean vacation. So all my father's legacy, including his most famous works, and the villas that the doctor had made out to my mother ended up in my hands. I became rich and began attending the Paris-Nice, that was how I met Danton "- listened thrilled, I did not interrupt or say anything that could have hurt his sensibility, even though I had my doubts that he had an ounce.
".. And he paved the way for you La Vie en Rose "- concluded as she was about to take place in his car.
" Not really. It may seem strange but I fell in love him, we attended a few months, for he had sex with me .. Well I like living in a fairy tale. Until I saw him walking with his wife and baby carriage in front - sbiancai, therefore the Lord of the theater was also married?
" What?? Danton is married ? "- I did not expect really. Every day I discover something new, it seemed to be going back in time, when in high school and gossip about the rich school were our daily bread.
"Imagine Eric, do not be naive. E 'separated by three years because he, like me, you understand that love is just a big waste of time. As far as I know his wife takes a substantial amount for the maintenance but he speaks little about his private life, also because most of his life is the theater, will also be a scoundrel but business acumen and love the works above anything else "- so that was how things went, Roxanne was rich and I was stupid for the tenth time that he had not understood anything about her.
" Come on, after you've shelled out for breakfast I think the minimum offer lunch " - objected to the woman invited me into the car.
" Ah no thanks, I told my daughter that I would be back for lunch " - smiles saluting.
" Your daughter? Apparently this is not just me having the secrets "- he laughed -" Well then take your car, I will follow up at home so we can go in peace and alerts "- began to wander confused I had to bring a prostitute in the way of my house and explain where I went to my daughter? I would prefer to avoid both Serena everything, but I could not say no to Roxanne.
" Go .. okay well then follow me "- and I sat in my car.
stupid and reckless as a child of twelve years she took the car straight at home even inviting her to come down!
" Dad! Where have you been? I prepared the chocolate souffle, was about to ammosciarsi in your waiting "- but I adored my little imbarazzai before the lecture knowing that Roxanne was there, listening to everything.
detail which of course was not lost on my daughter - " Who are you?" - Churches lawfully.
There was no need introduction, my colleague came from though - " Hello, my name is Roxanne, I am the vice president who will direct the show for which your father is creating clothing - disse sicura di se, senza un attimo di esitazione.
" Wooooow! You're beautiful! "- Serena was a hymn to joy, he was gregarious and loved being in the company, especially when it comes to discovering new things and worlds unknown to her .. although I would have preferred that the world had stayed away! - " Why do not you stop yourself for lunch? I assure you, I'm a good cook, love handles see these "- he began shaking her hips -" I'm all about my . "
I felt my face on fire - "No treasure we can not, we have a business appointment We simply can not postpone .
I saw her grimace of displeasure that broke my heart - "But the soufflé .." - sbuffai feeling. Roxanne
I did not want to know, and indeed what had happened went far beyond what I wanted! But I did not want to leave my daughter alone and did not want to see it especially sorry for my behavior.
" How about Roxanne, you should be a chocolate soufflé for lunch ?" - I asked with no small effort, hoping for a negative response, while my daughter rejoiced
" But they're all so mean the French?" - I asked Roxanne after noticing the look of the master of the local light the sight of the hundred-.
"Hey at bay how to talk to designer hacks, do not you dare insult me and my city Christmas! "- jokingly muttered the woman.
" So you are originally from this place so romantic .. what a strange life eh "- took her to his car noting with amazement that the city was covered with a thick layer of snow -" snow in France? "- objected but she ignored my question.
" My father was a painter in New York. He died when I was ten years for taking drugs more than you can imagine. While my mother was French, a classic doormat woman who once my father died he fell into depression more black "- I began to understand why the absurd choice to be a prostitute, what other option was a girl with a history like in a world like this?
" So that's why you started ..." - did not finish the sentence out of respect, even though she was aware of the life that was and prejudices of the people, I felt myself getting stuck when I spoke of his work.
" No. I told Eric, I love my job and no one pushed me to beat. My mother fell in love with the doctor who helped treat depression, but both died five years ago returned from a Caribbean vacation. So all my father's legacy, including his most famous works, and the villas that the doctor had made out to my mother ended up in my hands. I became rich and began attending the Paris-Nice, that was how I met Danton "- listened thrilled, I did not interrupt or say anything that could have hurt his sensibility, even though I had my doubts that he had an ounce.
".. And he paved the way for you La Vie en Rose "- concluded as she was about to take place in his car.
" Not really. It may seem strange but I fell in love him, we attended a few months, for he had sex with me .. Well I like living in a fairy tale. Until I saw him walking with his wife and baby carriage in front - sbiancai, therefore the Lord of the theater was also married?
" What?? Danton is married ? "- I did not expect really. Every day I discover something new, it seemed to be going back in time, when in high school and gossip about the rich school were our daily bread.
"Imagine Eric, do not be naive. E 'separated by three years because he, like me, you understand that love is just a big waste of time. As far as I know his wife takes a substantial amount for the maintenance but he speaks little about his private life, also because most of his life is the theater, will also be a scoundrel but business acumen and love the works above anything else "- so that was how things went, Roxanne was rich and I was stupid for the tenth time that he had not understood anything about her.
" Come on, after you've shelled out for breakfast I think the minimum offer lunch " - objected to the woman invited me into the car.
" Ah no thanks, I told my daughter that I would be back for lunch " - smiles saluting.
" Your daughter? Apparently this is not just me having the secrets "- he laughed -" Well then take your car, I will follow up at home so we can go in peace and alerts "- began to wander confused I had to bring a prostitute in the way of my house and explain where I went to my daughter? I would prefer to avoid both Serena everything, but I could not say no to Roxanne.
" Go .. okay well then follow me "- and I sat in my car.
stupid and reckless as a child of twelve years she took the car straight at home even inviting her to come down!
" Dad! Where have you been? I prepared the chocolate souffle, was about to ammosciarsi in your waiting "- but I adored my little imbarazzai before the lecture knowing that Roxanne was there, listening to everything.
detail which of course was not lost on my daughter - " Who are you?" - Churches lawfully.
There was no need introduction, my colleague came from though - " Hello, my name is Roxanne, I am the vice president who will direct the show for which your father is creating clothing - disse sicura di se, senza un attimo di esitazione.
" Wooooow! You're beautiful! "- Serena was a hymn to joy, he was gregarious and loved being in the company, especially when it comes to discovering new things and worlds unknown to her .. although I would have preferred that the world had stayed away! - " Why do not you stop yourself for lunch? I assure you, I'm a good cook, love handles see these "- he began shaking her hips -" I'm all about my . "
I felt my face on fire - "No treasure we can not, we have a business appointment We simply can not postpone .
I saw her grimace of displeasure that broke my heart - "But the soufflé .." - sbuffai feeling. Roxanne
I did not want to know, and indeed what had happened went far beyond what I wanted! But I did not want to leave my daughter alone and did not want to see it especially sorry for my behavior.
" How about Roxanne, you should be a chocolate soufflé for lunch ?" - I asked with no small effort, hoping for a negative response, while my daughter rejoiced
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