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not to blur the brightness MAC pink。 … That was awesome … she added
short。
… What？ … Nate asked； looking distraught to the hall。
… I never kissed so long well…accepted Jenny。
Nate turned to her and smiled。 He had smoked a joint on the way to get her way and was still
stoned。 He loved the dress that Jenny was wearing。 It was long and black； the low neckline
in front and back； with a frilled white dramatic that shaken tiny ankles。
Jenny had bought the dress at Century 21； a tip of stock of clothing for fashion frequented
by hunters of bargains and a notion that people desperately not buy anything that had label；
even if it were
obviously imperfect or was just a bad idea that the designer does not sell anywhere； except
in the 21 Century。
It was exactly four Allowances by the father dress； but Nate did not know that。 He thought
it seemed an angel in black and white。 An angel with the best pair of big tits he turns。 He
passed by the hands and arms clear soft as baby of Jenny。 She was gentle and warm； fresh
bread rolls and a five…star restaurant。
The DJ began to play the success of 45； Korrupt Me； and then appeared arrogant Flow ramp
ing from nothing； using a coat of smoking on a red shirt with BE KIND in large white
characters and laughing as perhaps one of the guys I know most of the world。 Flow was the
son of a Danish model in lingerie and a Jamaican coffee magnate； and a version appeared tan
and blue eyes of Jim Morrison； the classic band of the 1960s； The Doors。 He went up behind a
glass podium； the music stopped and all uivaram and applauded。 Jenny started to hand the
thumb of Nate and gave a squeeze as they went out of the corner to see。
… I just wanted to wele you all for ing here and it is taking place this evening to
raise money for 。。。 … Flow opened the jacket of a tuxedo shirt and pointing to some of the
guests excited and daring of the dance； a people who had not ashamed to pay Economic；
shouted： 〃Be Kind！〃
In the same time； Blair opened the door of the bathroom for women to find Nate and Jenny
hand in hand and in her path。 Jenny wore a dress of garish fashion dubious granny style that
was too large and too small bottom up。 She and Nate appeared in some suburban bregas night
of their prom。
Blair Fix the straps of the dress and estalou lips laqueados ruby…red。 The sooner left
there； the better。 But she could not slip away as a poor ex…girlfriend rejected。 I had to
show more pride than that of shit。
Well； much more。
… I would like to thank the organizing mittee of the ball； led by Blair Waldorf and
Serena van der Woodsen … Flow continued； reading a cart？ozinho who was in his hand。
… Hey； that the two girls do not e here and help me to announce how much money raised？
All esticaram the neck to look for Serena and Blair。
In his typically exuberant way； Serena dropped a high yelp and slide effortlessly by the
dance floor； climbing the podium with the hair clear esvoa？antes。 Flow took a step back；
muted by the beauty of it； and Serena is bent
into the microphone。
… e on； Blair … she shouted； looking at crowded hall。 … e here！
Blair could feel that people saw。 She tried to give a smile and left his post at the door of
the bathroom； walking in front of the nose and Nate＇ enny while opening the way to the front
hall。
The mouth of Nate Blair zuniu when it opened for him。 It seemed higher than he remembered
and his butt was more defined。 The long hair and skin glowed had a pearly tone that it was
willing to play her。 She was hot。
No； she was more than hot。 Suddenly he was confused。 I take the arm of Blair and say： 〃e
back here。 I made a mistake。〃 But then＇ enny shook his hand； and he looked at the brown eyes
and moving neckline and deep； and immediately forgot to Blair again。
Nate was like the more goofy labrador。 If you balance a stick in front of him； he only
thought about get it； but if you throw a tennis ball； he forgot the rod and ran behind the
ball。
Blair joined them on the podium and Flow gave Serena a sheet of paper； smiling from ear to
ear as the two organizers of the ball； by chance； were so beautiful。
… OK … Serena said； reading the paper。 … So； we raise eight hundred thousand and four
hundred dollars。 All the benefit of Be Kind； a new international fund to rescue animals。 …
She exhibited the famous smile that had been captured
by so many photographers in the pages of social and foforas and the arm of cutucou Blair。
Blair had organized hundreds of such things。 She knew the protocol。
She bent to the microphone 。。
… Thanks for ing！ … She cried； giving the best smile of benefactress。 … And do not forget
to exchange their gifts Coach 。。。 is the best part of the party！
The music started again； higher than before； and all turned to drink and dance。 Flow bent
his head to Serena and whispered something in her ear。 The breath of it was hot and pinicou
in her ear。 He had smell of new leather。
Serena laughed。
…Wait a minute； okay？
Flow assentiu while Serena took the arm of Blair and is out of padi； dragging her friend
back to the table for two。
… He wants me to find him out there； give us a ride in his limo。 Quick； grab your coat。 You
will also。
Blair made a grimace。 She really was not the type to hold candle； thank you。
… I think not。
Serena pretended not to hear。 Blair would not let melasse all his party。
Kati； Isabel； Chuck； and Aaron Miles were still seated at the table； drinking the Stoli that
Chuck had brought in a bottle of silver monogram。
… e on … Serena said to them in jubilation。 … Everybody out！ Let's do the party in the
limo Flow！
Blair's got the ticket in his jacket pocket baguette Fendi fur of mink and armadillo not
exactly free of cruelty。
Sometimes the enthusiasm of the Serena beirava irritating。 But Blair could not say that I do
not like to dance。
She liked the idea of being produced walking across the city by car； seeing the world
through the glass fumê the limo。 Audrey Jennifer was so in luxury。
And maybe a walk in the mud flow was exactly what his life would bee； like magic； a
series of disasters for a series of dreams that bee reality。
Nate was getting half full of both kissing Jenny。 He had drunk too much and needed to give
even a few tapas。
… Want to walk a little？ … He asked。
Jennysorriu for him。 It seemed that the cilia of Nate had been bathed in gold and the hair。
The only thing that would leave that evening even more perfect Nate would tell her： 〃I love
you。〃 And she hoped that was exactly what he would do。
… Of course … she said anxiously。
They got the jackets and Nate kept the door open for when she left the bustle of the hotel。
A huge black limousine with darkened windows was parked outside。 Nate and Jenny down the
marble steps to the sidewalk and Nate tore her hand to turn a slightly based。 Jenny jumble
of his black suede gloves； disappointed。 If Nate was going to say 〃I love you；〃 she did not
want was stoned when he did that。
Suddenly the glass of the black limo down and appeared the beautiful blond hair from Serena。
… Hey； you there！ … She said to Nate and Jenny。 … e on！ We are giving a party！ e！
e！
As always； Serena was acting on impulse。 Even went through her head that they were the last
little shit in the world who wanted to see Blair。
Jenny always very venerou Serena； and riding a car with her and with others who were there
seemed exciting and decadent。
More exciting than walking the freezing cold while Nate was doid？o。 She touched the arm of
Nate。
… Can we go？
Nate has to shoulder。 Was ready for anything； since that could lead the based with him。
… Sure。 Why not？
The door was opened and Jenny laughed as lively memory on the mass of legs and knees with
socks trawler with smokings and if espremia in a tiny corner near the window； next to a girl
who wore the shoes most beautiful and seemingly more expensive it now turns。 A girl who；
incidentally； was the ex…girlfriend of Nate； Blair Waldorf。
The face of Jenny was red as tomato and she immediately turned his head to the other side；
giving the man with the look of bastard Chuck Bass； the jerk who had tried to give it a
squeeze booked the bathroom of the party in Boca Kiss in October 。
Tá seeing what happens when you enter a limo without first checking who's there？
d can get rid of marriage
Daniel Humphrey bite your fingernail pink to Vanessa Abrams and spat in rough brown carpet
of his bedroom。 The nail was much longer than the other and he was tired of the way it
always arranhva accidentally。
…Hey； that was my guitar unhada … Vanessa protested； moving his hand with a wrench and
examining the damage。
Dan laughed。 His face is pale brown hair under the contort embarrassed。 He rarely cut their
hair； but the hair too large bined with the image of poet desgrenhada and supercafeinada
it。
…As you touch guitar。
Vanessa has the shoulders and rub the top of the head and almost black with a scraped
knuckle pale。 He had huge brown eyes； fair skin and red lips and thin and c