disappointment when she heard it speak with that professional tone, saw it take notes in a paper and soon to double it before putting it in the pocket of her shirt.
Pain was one that they had to leave those so placenteros plans, thought she while it gathered plates of the breakfast and it took them to the kitchen.
But she was determined not to demonstrate his deception.
" I take coffee to You to the office? It watched it very serious.
" I need one hour.
Perhaps less.
And soon we will leave.
" I can help? It agreed and it followed it the office.
The fax machine had paper, and Benedict gathered it.
In the little short while, the machine began to work.
They worked together shoulder to shoulder.
When the document was finished and verified that it was well, they imprimieron it and soon they sent it by fax to the United States.
" Well.
Vayámonos of here.
To the five minutes, Benedict was removing the car to traction from the garage and going to the west, by the mountain highway of Mount Tamborino.
" Thanks.
" Why? The landscape was green after tropical rain.
There were farms, meadows, hills with forests…
" For the weekend " she said.
By those pleasures that supposed a time dedicated exclusively to her, a very valuable time that the money of the world could not be bought yet.
" the weekend has still not been finished.
No.
The sun shone more than ever and the sky was immensely blue.
When being ascending by the mountain they enjoyed a spectacular landscape the ocean to the bottom, like a sapphire jewel heightening all the others.
They crossed the highway that bordered the top, passing through houses of several times and designs, by a hotel of English style and a very colorful cafeteria.
The town was a mixture of stores and terraces.
They stopped to buy a cold mineral water bottle, jamón, rolls and fruit.
Soon, they returned to the van and they lead towards a meadow from which the wonderful views of the valley were seen.
It was an isolated and colorful site, and Gabbi had the impression that they were in the top of the world, moved away of everything and of all.
It was an intoxicating sensation, more than the wine.
Benedict opened a blanket and she extended it in the grass, underneath the shade of a near tree.
They ate until being satiated and soon they lay down comfortably, enjoying the landscape and silence.
That was true picnic.
To Gabbi it brought memories to him of many that had shared with Jacques, when the laughter showed with facility to its lips and the only preoccupations that it had were the one to study and to approve with good notices the examinations.
" I would like to know about what you think " Benedict said to him.
Gabbi turned when hearing its voice and it smiled to him.
" We would have to more often do this.
" You thought about that? " You want that my confesses to you deeper thoughts? " Something is something.
Saying to him "I love to You" was very easy, but very difficult to retractar itself soon.
A thing was to whisper it in the delayed times of the night, and very different other to say it in the evening, in the top of a mountain.
" she was thinking that this is a trocito of sky " she ".
Far from the city said, of the pressures of the businesses, people.
" you talk about to the place or the fact that we are sharing it? She smiled with the mouth and the glance, with those as alive blue eyes as the ocean to the distance.
" By the two things, of course.
He would not be so placentero if she were single.
Benedict passed an arm to him below the neck and she kissed it tenderly, provocatively, and she stopped when she was on the verge of losing the control.
" You are a witch " murmured he later a second, behind its ear ".
You want quedarte here or to explore plus the mountain? It gave a kiss him in the neck and savored the smooth taste that only it had: masculine heat taste mixed with cleaning and expensive eau de cologne.
" We are near a public highway.
It is a public
Pain was one that they had to leave those so placenteros plans, thought she while it gathered plates of the breakfast and it took them to the kitchen.
But she was determined not to demonstrate his deception.
" I take coffee to You to the office? It watched it very serious.
" I need one hour.
Perhaps less.
And soon we will leave.
" I can help? It agreed and it followed it the office.
The fax machine had paper, and Benedict gathered it.
In the little short while, the machine began to work.
They worked together shoulder to shoulder.
When the document was finished and verified that it was well, they imprimieron it and soon they sent it by fax to the United States.
" Well.
Vayámonos of here.
To the five minutes, Benedict was removing the car to traction from the garage and going to the west, by the mountain highway of Mount Tamborino.
" Thanks.
" Why? The landscape was green after tropical rain.
There were farms, meadows, hills with forests…
" For the weekend " she said.
By those pleasures that supposed a time dedicated exclusively to her, a very valuable time that the money of the world could not be bought yet.
" the weekend has still not been finished.
No.
The sun shone more than ever and the sky was immensely blue.
When being ascending by the mountain they enjoyed a spectacular landscape the ocean to the bottom, like a sapphire jewel heightening all the others.
They crossed the highway that bordered the top, passing through houses of several times and designs, by a hotel of English style and a very colorful cafeteria.
The town was a mixture of stores and terraces.
They stopped to buy a cold mineral water bottle, jamón, rolls and fruit.
Soon, they returned to the van and they lead towards a meadow from which the wonderful views of the valley were seen.
It was an isolated and colorful site, and Gabbi had the impression that they were in the top of the world, moved away of everything and of all.
It was an intoxicating sensation, more than the wine.
Benedict opened a blanket and she extended it in the grass, underneath the shade of a near tree.
They ate until being satiated and soon they lay down comfortably, enjoying the landscape and silence.
That was true picnic.
To Gabbi it brought memories to him of many that had shared with Jacques, when the laughter showed with facility to its lips and the only preoccupations that it had were the one to study and to approve with good notices the examinations.
" I would like to know about what you think " Benedict said to him.
Gabbi turned when hearing its voice and it smiled to him.
" We would have to more often do this.
" You thought about that? " You want that my confesses to you deeper thoughts? " Something is something.
Saying to him "I love to You" was very easy, but very difficult to retractar itself soon.
A thing was to whisper it in the delayed times of the night, and very different other to say it in the evening, in the top of a mountain.
" she was thinking that this is a trocito of sky " she ".
Far from the city said, of the pressures of the businesses, people.
" you talk about to the place or the fact that we are sharing it? She smiled with the mouth and the glance, with those as alive blue eyes as the ocean to the distance.
" By the two things, of course.
He would not be so placentero if she were single.
Benedict passed an arm to him below the neck and she kissed it tenderly, provocatively, and she stopped when she was on the verge of losing the control.
" You are a witch " murmured he later a second, behind its ear ".
You want quedarte here or to explore plus the mountain? It gave a kiss him in the neck and savored the smooth taste that only it had: masculine heat taste mixed with cleaning and expensive eau de cologne.
" We are near a public highway.
It is a public
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