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's cold. I have cold hands and only ten minutes ago I'm here, waiting for the bus planted. I do not know why I believe that will prompt one of these. Never, ever, ever, has come even five minutes late. The driver slowly relaxes and leads to fifty. How do you know that the only way they reach customers is through the bus, which leaves them no other even in the neighboring district. So here you see me with my nose about to drop the first sign of a new cold and hands minibolsillos innocently hidden in his jacket. Because I do not know buy clothes. Already said my mother, do not leave the set. Just pants, skirts cortitos, blouses stuck ... What fault do I have to have good body and I from what others do not? In addition, Daniel likes. And my mother knows I know and he knows, he pays 70% of the rent. While I'm unemployed, do not follow. I hate to think that I am a cute girl maintained. Although it is well. But only a few months. Is that the crisis left me unemployed, it was not my fault. Maybe I could work harder. Well, I ran a bit ...
- oh, shut up! "Escapes my lips at the moment that someone reduces their movement and a tiny hole steals my seat. I look askance, because in the neighborhood are few and some gossip, and do not recognize. For the first few pints and not one of the gypsies of Chueca bar. His hair is freshly washed, the smell of lavender and mint, mix a little exotic. The olive-colored skin, the kind that seem to always be under the sun or tanning shop that you spend a bundle or just white salts that as you entered. But if I start talking about your clothes, I really do not know where it came from. Wear uniforms, the kind of student, but not the typical knee-length skirts, stockings and a blouse same height reduces breast. No, no, the girl has to get attention. Miniskirt with long flight, the kind that Dani would do gushing sweat if I was wearing (because it is mine. I am the owner of copyright and I appear only in their dreams are not suitable for children .. . for your sake that is the case), a blouse tied in a knot, wearing a breast budding and about to finish that counterfeiting manoletinas schoolgirl porn.
- How long have you been waiting? - I said softly, those who take on the ads selling chocolates, but with bright white teeth as if they had never left the liquor ad polo. Snort a "ten minutes" avoiding eye contact: surely be one of the cool of some college girls who go out with guys twenty years and feel better for being promiscuous. Can you tell me slow to develop? In these wanderings was when I surprised a chuckle. Children of these innocent children have when they embrace Mr. Coco and fill it with drivel. One of these, only we were that girl and me, me not so long ago that I laugh in such a way ... My eyes raked in seconds, surprised to find a green eyes shine in the first eye contact.
- My name is Seph, do you? - Question with an enveloping aura of excitement, as if I were an ad for Disneyland Paris. This time, show me a warm and smiled shyly.
- Crys. Haunted-whisper and she smiles again. Keep silence for a few seconds, not knowing what to say before returning to check the time on my watch. Twenty minutes and counting. I do not do me resfriaré bets on whether or not she is sure the option runny.
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