"Come to me tonight?"
"To talk about school?"
"No, for dinner. Not to mention work. "
" ... all right by "
Michael had invited me to dinner. They were exhausting days passed between banks, lawyers, notaries, municipalities. Italy continued to be a bureaucratic prison from which hardly a mere mortal human being could never escape.
I hate bureaucracy. Especially in his hatred of the Italian countless versions. To get a permit every day I jumped out of a different one. A grueling battle with the authorities. Civil servants lazy, rude and incompetent that every day I sent back because I did not have a stamp or a signature was not the right place. Every day there was a different one. It took me a month to get permission to start building our "School of music."
projects in that month were also outlined and more. She was born bell'amicizia also among the teachers who led them often to find themselves in a few rehearsals and playing a little '. The first result of our school was the "Band of the professors" with Michael to make a vocalist. The game had taken them so much already going to want to play some local friends and start to make some money for our project. So all the organizational had passed on my shoulders, just as it was.
not stayed too think about what clothes to wear for dinner at Michael. I figured we would all be a nice reunion, and perhaps in the end, they would jump off the guitars. It was really nice, it seemed to start from scratch, only this time we had a solid foundation, we had the money, the place and the capacity to ensure that this project would work well. Michael, also in his free morning, trying to forge agreements with primary schools and special already have a good catchment area the opening of our school.
I got from her, and I drive up local mind all that had happened that week to tell her. After all, she was still the chief of all, and I had to account in some way.
I found it beautiful when I opened the door. A bright smile, her hair shiny.
"Then enter ..."
"I'm the first?"
"Actually, you're also the only ..."
"Ah, I thought there were also other"
"No, just us two. Do you mind? "
" No ... "
that evening I felt that something was wrong as the reason he had commanded. The table was set with ease. He had prepared to read things because the weather turned warm in that period.
"Anyway, I went to town to talk ..."
"Shhh ... I said no work tonight"
His tone was seductive. She was very seductive. It was as I remembered. Like the first time at his house, for my singing lesson. I realized that this was a way to regain it. Just do not say anything, I let things run. So when we were on the couch I let her play in that game seductive. Arriving at the critical point sussurai:
"Now we are partners in business, these things ruin the relationship you know ?..."
"I do not care ..."
I made no resistance, indeed.
immediately found the cartel. We found our hands. We ended up ...
While I thought I covered that in the end, I had made idiotic. A deep and great stupidity. I just went so well.
"To talk about school?"
"No, for dinner. Not to mention work. "
" ... all right by "
Michael had invited me to dinner. They were exhausting days passed between banks, lawyers, notaries, municipalities. Italy continued to be a bureaucratic prison from which hardly a mere mortal human being could never escape.
I hate bureaucracy. Especially in his hatred of the Italian countless versions. To get a permit every day I jumped out of a different one. A grueling battle with the authorities. Civil servants lazy, rude and incompetent that every day I sent back because I did not have a stamp or a signature was not the right place. Every day there was a different one. It took me a month to get permission to start building our "School of music."
projects in that month were also outlined and more. She was born bell'amicizia also among the teachers who led them often to find themselves in a few rehearsals and playing a little '. The first result of our school was the "Band of the professors" with Michael to make a vocalist. The game had taken them so much already going to want to play some local friends and start to make some money for our project. So all the organizational had passed on my shoulders, just as it was.
not stayed too think about what clothes to wear for dinner at Michael. I figured we would all be a nice reunion, and perhaps in the end, they would jump off the guitars. It was really nice, it seemed to start from scratch, only this time we had a solid foundation, we had the money, the place and the capacity to ensure that this project would work well. Michael, also in his free morning, trying to forge agreements with primary schools and special already have a good catchment area the opening of our school.
I got from her, and I drive up local mind all that had happened that week to tell her. After all, she was still the chief of all, and I had to account in some way.
I found it beautiful when I opened the door. A bright smile, her hair shiny.
"Then enter ..."
"I'm the first?"
"Actually, you're also the only ..."
"Ah, I thought there were also other"
"No, just us two. Do you mind? "
" No ... "
that evening I felt that something was wrong as the reason he had commanded. The table was set with ease. He had prepared to read things because the weather turned warm in that period.
"Anyway, I went to town to talk ..."
"Shhh ... I said no work tonight"
His tone was seductive. She was very seductive. It was as I remembered. Like the first time at his house, for my singing lesson. I realized that this was a way to regain it. Just do not say anything, I let things run. So when we were on the couch I let her play in that game seductive. Arriving at the critical point sussurai:
"Now we are partners in business, these things ruin the relationship you know ?..."
"I do not care ..."
I made no resistance, indeed.
immediately found the cartel. We found our hands. We ended up ...
While I thought I covered that in the end, I had made idiotic. A deep and great stupidity. I just went so well.
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