None of them had end they were all too awful to be completed. Read them left the red with shame. - I can not write anything else of good - he said, still browsing the block. Vanessa has a black wool skirt and pulled the shirt collar of rulê black head scraped by. Then he raised his hands with the hips, hoping that if Dan became. - I went thinking, perhaps the reason that I can not write anything is because ... - Dan closed the block and turned. - I need ... - He stopped suddenly. Vanessa was standing near his bed, using a half-cup bra-income black and short-income black thin and transparent so that Dan could see everything through them. Of course. And for that they serve. She laughed and hit the eyelashes. - What do you think? Dan looked at her, terrified. It was the last thing I expected to see. - What are you doing? Vanessa approached him, trying not to think about what were their thighs and the lower back that supercurta thong. She became the hands on the shoulders of Dan All his body shake. She did not know if that was good or bad. Dan gave a look in the room. - There is filming this, this? - He asked, suspicious. In general Vanessa asked him first if he wanted to be one of her films, but he had already seen Vanessa trying to shoot something quite rough without saying anything to it first. She shook her head. - Kiss Me - she said. Dan crossed his arms. He knew what was arming Vanessa. So? They were in love. Why does not he simply attacked? Any other guy atacaria.Mas Dan definitely was not any one guy. He was Dan, the romantic sensitive. He does not want to be the first time by a atravancada-income black lingerie. It was premeditated and other cliche too e. .. wrong. He wanted it to be pure, espontaneo e. .. perfect. Dan took a step back and turned his head to the side. - Sorry - he said. Vanessa felt she had pressed and maybe Dan was not being fair, but was just trying to have fun a little. It was trying to do is irresistible to him, but he obviously was able to resist well. She took the exit at the bed and quickly put on his head, feeling completely humiliated. Dan lit cigarette urn and took urn long shot. - You show me what you filmed in the park? - He asked. Hmmm. Maybe not. Vanessa shook her head, unable to look at it. Pulled the skirt and the button Cardigan. Dan put the cigarette into an empty coffee cup. - I think we should return the table, then. Vanessa the boot and tied it up. - Although I think I will - she said, voice shaking. Not cried since that was about four years, but it seemed that was about to cry now. Dan based, is divided between feeling to ask her what was the problem and want to leave it so that he could try to write again. What they say to each other if it was, alias? And strange as a relationship can change completely after you see his girlfriend using a small lingerie. Vanessa went to the door and opened it. - Bye - she said little. - Bye - Dan replied as the door closes. He went to the table, sat up and opened the block, hoping that his confusion about what had just happened the inspiration to write something brilliant. But not happened, and then he was sitting there, smoking like a chimney. the art of leaving j n scared - Can you give me leave, Dad? - Jenny asked. - I want to show my room to Nate. Rufus looked bad for her. - Mais oui - he said in French urn terrfvel.-Bien s?r. Jenny goggle. When the father drank much red wine, he tried to take the personality of a beat poet cool, smoking cigarettes and talking in a French coffee boemio. Like father like son. - Come on - she said to Nate, leading him by corridor to the room. She opened the door and lit the lamp. Nate did ............