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them sitting on a bench in park； listening to a Mets game in the portable radio and a copy
of weeks studying the Daily News that he had found in the trash。 He was a writer； he said；
but Dan has not seen any proof。
… Got grape…Lyle said。 Had bed the gray hair on the bald and wore a mustard…yellow
sweater； brown wool trousers and a white Nike shoes。 There was injured in the neck； where he
cut while shaving。 It was difficult to look at it means 。… Hi； Danielson！
… Oi。 … said Dan Lyle always add some flourishes to the name of the people。 Probably he
thought it was hilarious； but Dan did not see any funny about it。
Rufus took the grapes and threw to Dan
… Put some of those in there too…ordered it。
… Fine 。… suspicious； Dan got a few of the bag and placed in the sauce。 By this time he
could play one of the Marx cc？s there that nobody would notice。 Marx was his obese cat；
which was now esparramado on the kitchen table； between a blade and a huge disk of parmesan
cheese。
While Rufus and Lyle were in the room choosing a vinyl collation of Rufus； Dan mexou the
sauce with the wobbly hand； wondering how exactly it should refer the matter sex with
Vanessa。 He told her he wanted it to be organic； but who was he kidding？ Now just what was
wanted it to end quickly； so that it could re…write； because he was sick of watching the
bloquinho with black and white head as empty as the sheet of paper。
Dan moved the sauce ever faster； until the red tomato paste overflowed the edge of the pot。
He would simply have to talk about crack and hoped that Vanessa not Risse him。
v is in the right place at the wrong time
Vanessa should already be in the home of Dan； but had all the equipment loaded film j
her； and was a quarry … first in the L subway line in Williamsburg for 14 and then west on
the line and for the Central Park … and the afternoon was so beautiful that it would be a
shame not something while filming was in the street。 Snowy had the night before and the
paths of the park were frozen and slippery。 The path of the frozen lake； Vanessa wanted to
put the new Victoria's Secret underwear in the bag instead be using the clothes underneath。
The rent seemed cold skin and was scratching everywhere wrong。
After the lake had a huge oak； the branches fall with pendants of ice。 Vanessa picked up the
camera in the box。 I could film the pendants and use them in the opening credits of the film
essay about New York。 What nice way to introduce the film。 For a moment； people think that
had been run in a serene rural area。 Then it cut to something distinctly urban； and shippers
of beef carcasses bloody landing on West Street。
She lost time with the lens； trying to close one of the pendants and then back to an
overview。 Seemed a little National Geographic do it otherwise。 Dan always said that she
needed to take more action in films； but insisted that Vanessa movie was exactly as poetry。
Nothing had to happen necessarily； just had to feel something。
And while Vanessa was standing in the snow on the shores of the frozen lake； trying to
capture the beauty of the perfect moment and pendants of ice； she finally felt one thing： a
black thong ass in the freezing of ine。
That afternoon； Nate had led Jenny to see the matinee of The nutcracker at Lincoln Center。
It was exactly as Nate remember； with the huge Christmas tree and the amazing size fighting
in mice。 Jenny was sitting amazed； fascinated by the music； the scenery； costumes and
dancers … especially the Fairy Sugar。 The heart of it was about to explode in the end； when
Clara and her nutcracker prince go to heaven in a sleigh pulled by horses。
Then Jenny and Nate should follow straight to her house for dinner to Rufus； but there was a
more perfect to destroy an afternoon walk than go to the home of the father； who； with his
shirt that was pouring in the kitchen rum and a bottle of ketchup economic size in a pan。
Nate was so perfect all day； holding her hand and pointing to the preferred shares of the
ballet。 Until the appearance of it was perfect； of Cashmere in gray jacket and blue shirt to
winkle。
So； instead； Jenny decided to go home by the longest path through Central Park。
When reached the path to the lake in boats； it took Nate's hand and shook。 Their black boots
of suede soles had a smooth and She slipped in the ice。 Now that was no longer distracted by
the ballet； she could not fail to understand the strange sensation of irritation in the ass。
In silence she reminded herself to relax … not stuck with the panties； I was just using the
new thong。
The free hand of Nate was locked in the bag of weed in the pocket of the jacket of wool；
keeping it warm。 There was nothing worse than frozen grass。 It is all soaked and made a
tremendous smoke when you light up。 He wanted to turn so they left the ballet； but there was
something surreal and beautiful diving in the snow in the sun and the heat of the hand of
his that Jenny did not bother to tighten one。 He just wanted to talk。
… You have a bag to go to Maine tomorrow … he said。 … But I finished my proposal for the
university； then you'll be good to go to a peaceful place。 My interviewer at Brown said they
have a nice new course called Studies of Science and Technology。 I was thinking that； if
there； I could draw boats as part of my graduation。
Jenny based； concentrated in the feet。 She did not want Nate travel tomorrow。 I wanted to
make it to college； too。
The lake was in sight now。 In spring； Nate liked being in the gazebo； hit one and look at
the ducks swimming and filhotinhos there。 The lake is now pletely frozen。 Maybe they
could walk up to him。
… It is strange … he continued。 … At this time last year； I knew exactly where would the
next year： here； in the city； going to school and zanzando with friends； as it always did。
But I have no idea where I will be next year。 It is very crazy。
Jenny turned to look at Nate； asking himself as he react if she told you right now that
loved him。 The face of the cold it was pink； and the tip of the ears adorable and perfect。
He was so beautiful that Jenny was willing to scream when he looked for。
… I'm using dental floss…Jenny dropped before it could contain it。 She started walking
faster。 Do not believe you said that！
… Wait。 What？ … Nate accelerated the step to acpany it。 Neither had heard what she said。
Jenny dropped his hand。
… I'm using dental floss！ … She exclaimed； now a little higher。 Then she laughed and started
running； slipping and sliding up the hill by the lake frozen。
Nate heard this time。 He dropped the bag and began running after her。
… Hey！ Querro I see that thong！ … He shouted with voice vampire。
Jenny winch and continued to run。 Her eyes grow damp and the cold breath was stuck in the
throat。
Nate chased across the ice covered with snow； where the feet of Jenny skulk underneath it；
falling estatelada under a large oak adorned with long pendants of ice crystal。 He threw it
up as a pump and
two rolled； breathless and laughing grudando snow in hair。
Nate Jenny turned face down and pulled the coat it。
… Let me see； let me see！ … He shouted； holding a pair of black velvet Jenny from behind and
pulling them down to have a glimpse of butt naked。
… Wait！ … Jenny yelled； laughing and winches。 She closed his eyes hard； unable to hold any
longer。 Hold on。 Nate； I love you。
Nate was stopped for a moment； absorbing the information。
Then； instead of it will e； kiss her and say that I loved her； he blew a loud and
bonitinhas the pink cheeks of her ass and then turned back； exhaled clouds of hot air to the
cold blue sky。
Jenny was estatelada for a few seconds； catching my breath。 Then he put the foot and
arranged the clothes。
I was happy to have finally spoken； but it would have been more cool if Nate said the same
thing。 He should have said 〃I love you〃 and then taken in a horse sleigh to the land of
nuncca。
But just what Nate did was make a bang…of…mouth in the ass naked Jenny。
… You are not using the underwear with the sail； are you？ … She asked full of hope； trying
to keep the game
as it had begun。
… I know there。 … Nate unfasten the belt。 Arriou his trousers to the hips。 Chess…blue。
Sorry。
… OK … Jenny responded quickly； pulling jacket around the body。 … Hey … she said； changing
the subject。 … Go to the statue of Romeo and Juliet。 It is my favorite and is on the way。
Nate spent much time in the park； but had no idea what she was talking about。
… What statue of Romeo and Juliet？
Jenny rub your hands with your hands。
… Forget lá。Vou show you when we arrive。
…Are you cold？ … Nate asked； based on the elbows and taking her hand。 … e here。 Jenny
hesitated for a second and then lowered。 Nate pulled up to him and passed it underneath the
arms of his jacket； kissing the forehead and then each of her cheeks pink and cold。 She
spent the lips on his chin and could not resist saying again。 Maybe； just maybe； he had not
heard the first time。
…I love you … she whi