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Saturday, September 24, 2016
6h35pm Today, say rather this afternoon, Selena drove me to her personal doctor who prescribed me the pill. YYYEEES, I am a woman. What shit, I have no right to forget to take it, have to pay attention to the abuse of alcohol and I made a speech about the practice of sex and its dangers. If this doctor was a woman I would have been less uncomfortable, but I had a full check-up with just a pair of panties in front of a fifty-five-year-old dude who did not even compliment my sublime body. Fucked helpless gay without balls.
Where I am, asking you? Now in the BMW plane, we have just recovered my method of contraception while the very discreet woman at the counter asked aloud. "Oh, it's for the young girl. That's why you hide your face with these glasses and this cap? "But what a slut, imagine, how much I was ashamed. I will not wear them everywhere, but in New York and France, my popularity is quite high and I want to spend my days in peace. Big bitch, do your job with discretion and learn a little to close your mouth. Lisa breathes and calm you. At this moment I'm sulking and Selena has been laughing since then the shop. Her laugh does not pass and because of that, she had to park twice because she was having trouble driving in this state.
Finally we arrive in the basement of our building and I ask Selena to hurry so I can see Leo. Arrived in the apartment, no Steve or Leo but a word. "We spend the evening with friends, do not expect us." Grrrr, should I get on all fours and bark to the door to make it clear to Steve that stealing my boyfriend is intolerable? As I growl, a pat on my head. I realize that Selena is on the phone and she is beckoning me to growl less strong. I'm going to sleep in my basket ... Would not you take me for a dog? I'm not going to sleep in my basket, but I serve two orange juice and I drink mine in the living room on the fourth floor, to let Selena quietly end his phone conversation. But she comes to me and passes me her smartphone. Although I wonder who among his acquaintances would like to talk to me, I carry the phone to my ear and greet the mysterious interlocutor. I only hear. "Lisa,Terry Swanson, get your things ready right away. I'll be at your place in an hour with the contracts and then we leave for Tokyo. "What? Eh? And in addition he hung up the handsome guy. I look at Selena who smiles at me and tells me to hurry up. Operation Lisa quickly moves your ass engaged. I run to my room and fortunately I have been too lazy to unpack my three bags on my way back from Paris. I welcome this foresight and as I have nothing to do, I let my playlist randomly scroll and I lie on my bed.
7:50 pm Terry Swanson, Selena and I have just signed the contract in duplicate, but it seems to have another topic to address. "Since your parents have decided to cover all the expenses related to your travels, I will not add anything on this subject. I have one last point to approach with you before we leave. Lisa before your photo shoot with Kenzo, do you want to shoot a television commercial to be broadcast in Japan?"
Seriously? "It would be an advertisement for what?"
Terry shows me an advertising plaque written in Japanese. "A new xperia that will be released in 2017. But they want to advertise in advance."
xperia smartphone of the gods, like mine. "Yes, I like xperia so ok. In addition if I have to make movies as much to take advantage of it to get me to be to be in front to the video camera."
Terry smiled. "Good decision, now lift your butt off this couch and we left for the airport."
I hold Selena in my arms and for the first time kiss her on the cheek. I guess I finally totally accepted her as my new mother. I will not even be able to greet Leo and Steve who remain unreachable and have not returned. Too bad, everything is rushed, but discovering a country so different culture stimulates me and I can not wait to be there. Car, airport, plane, I guarantee that it is this part of the trips that I hate the most. It's repetitive, boring and tiring. I can not talk to Terry, who keeps calling here and there and writing in his files. I realize that he speaks several languages and that he is hyperactive, a fanatic of work.
Sunday, September 25, 2016 8:00 am American time
We are still on the plane and Terry this time is typing with supersonic speed on his laptop keyboard without stopping for more than three hours. This handsome guy is a real madman. Can not he let go of his job and come and give me a hug? Forget Lisa because visibly he thinks you are an immature girl. At the moment I'm listening to Mozart and I appreciate this wonderful music that transports me a few centuries back. Pfff, I tell you bullshit, a big death metal explodes my eardrums and sometimes it seems that I scream because the look of Terry makes me understand that I'll do well to shut up. That this trip by plane is long. Clouds, clouds still and clouds that I see below. I close my eyes, pull the blind and go back to sleep again.
10:30 am American time, 11:30 pm Japanese time
We enter the airport and what I see is amazing. Is it real? I pull on Terry's sleeve as he looks at me and starts to laugh and then asks me to move on. How is it possible? Who could have warn them? A huge number of people, mostly young men but also mature men acclaim me and hold up banners that I can not read for a majority of them. I back a little because this crowd is too important for me and my fear is not small. In addition, many journalists constantly trigger their flashes or keep filming me while my legs refuse to wear me. I'm not ready for that but Terry takes me by the hand, makes me go ahead and tells me that I have to get used to it and that everything will be fine. Terry must do it on purpose because for to add to my stress already too important informs me that a big Japanese magazine has designated me as the most beautiful woman under twenty years of the world thanks to that my popularity has made a not insignificant jump. But they too are crazy, I'm certainly not ugly but to be the most beautiful, do not exaggerate. All these people are very agitated but respect the order imposed by the police who placed themselves in front of them. I tell myself that it is not in the United States that we would be as respectful of the law imposed by these cops. Terry asks me to sign some autographs before we leave the airport because otherwise it will be considered snobbery. I advance to all this crowd with the knotted stomach, then thinking about what I was taught, I smile and waved to them. Wow what an exaggerated reaction for a little hi. They are near, too close, please, do not touch me, do not crush me and keep your distance because I am a weak girl. After signing thirty autographs I say out two of the only words I know in their language. "Arigatō, Sayōnara" They seem very happy and seeing their reaction, I am too. I thank internally my old friend otaku who took me to his doujinshi conventions, which allows me today to be able to please them with so little.
Some time later pm.
My eyes close as we enter the lobby of the Ritz-Carlton in Tokyo. I do not see too much the person who leads us to our room, nor the room itself but identifies the bed on which I go to bed fully dressed. This day was too difficult and I'm exhausted after Paris Fashion Week. Too many planes in a short time killed a Lisa who is already often very lazy. Tomorrow morning I will see more clearly and I can certainly relax by enjoying the fabulous services that must offer this hotel.
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Saturday, September 24, 2016
6h35pm Today, say rather this afternoon, Selena drove me to her personal doctor who prescribed me the pill. YYYEEES, I am a woman. What shit, I have no right to forget to take it, have to pay attention to the abuse of alcohol and I made a speech about the practice of sex and its dangers. If this doctor was a woman I would have been less uncomfortable, but I had a full check-up with just a pair of panties in front of a fifty-five-year-old dude who did not even compliment my sublime body. Fucked helpless gay without balls.
Where I am, asking you? Now in the BMW plane, we have just recovered my method of contraception while the very discreet woman at the counter asked aloud. "Oh, it's for the young girl. That's why you hide your face with these glasses and this cap? "But what a slut, imagine, how much I was ashamed. I will not wear them everywhere, but in New York and France, my popularity is quite high and I want to spend my days in peace. Big bitch, do your job with discretion and learn a little to close your mouth. Lisa breathes and calm you. At this moment I'm sulking and Selena has been laughing since then the shop. Her laugh does not pass and because of that, she had to park twice because she was having trouble driving in this state.
Finally we arrive in the basement of our building and I ask Selena to hurry so I can see Leo. Arrived in the apartment, no Steve or Leo but a word. "We spend the evening with friends, do not expect us." Grrrr, should I get on all fours and bark to the door to make it clear to Steve that stealing my boyfriend is intolerable? As I growl, a pat on my head. I realize that Selena is on the phone and she is beckoning me to growl less strong. I'm going to sleep in my basket ... Would not you take me for a dog? I'm not going to sleep in my basket, but I serve two orange juice and I drink mine in the living room on the fourth floor, to let Selena quietly end his phone conversation. But she comes to me and passes me her smartphone. Although I wonder who among his acquaintances would like to talk to me, I carry the phone to my ear and greet the mysterious interlocutor. I only hear. "Lisa,Terry Swanson, get your things ready right away. I'll be at your place in an hour with the contracts and then we leave for Tokyo. "What? Eh? And in addition he hung up the handsome guy. I look at Selena who smiles at me and tells me to hurry up. Operation Lisa quickly moves your ass engaged. I run to my room and fortunately I have been too lazy to unpack my three bags on my way back from Paris. I welcome this foresight and as I have nothing to do, I let my playlist randomly scroll and I lie on my bed.
7:50 pm Terry Swanson, Selena and I have just signed the contract in duplicate, but it seems to have another topic to address. "Since your parents have decided to cover all the expenses related to your travels, I will not add anything on this subject. I have one last point to approach with you before we leave. Lisa before your photo shoot with Kenzo, do you want to shoot a television commercial to be broadcast in Japan?"
Seriously? "It would be an advertisement for what?"
Terry shows me an advertising plaque written in Japanese. "A new xperia that will be released in 2017. But they want to advertise in advance."
xperia smartphone of the gods, like mine. "Yes, I like xperia so ok. In addition if I have to make movies as much to take advantage of it to get me to be to be in front to the video camera."
Terry smiled. "Good decision, now lift your butt off this couch and we left for the airport."
I hold Selena in my arms and for the first time kiss her on the cheek. I guess I finally totally accepted her as my new mother. I will not even be able to greet Leo and Steve who remain unreachable and have not returned. Too bad, everything is rushed, but discovering a country so different culture stimulates me and I can not wait to be there. Car, airport, plane, I guarantee that it is this part of the trips that I hate the most. It's repetitive, boring and tiring. I can not talk to Terry, who keeps calling here and there and writing in his files. I realize that he speaks several languages and that he is hyperactive, a fanatic of work.
Sunday, September 25, 2016 8:00 am American time
We are still on the plane and Terry this time is typing with supersonic speed on his laptop keyboard without stopping for more than three hours. This handsome guy is a real madman. Can not he let go of his job and come and give me a hug? Forget Lisa because visibly he thinks you are an immature girl. At the moment I'm listening to Mozart and I appreciate this wonderful music that transports me a few centuries back. Pfff, I tell you bullshit, a big death metal explodes my eardrums and sometimes it seems that I scream because the look of Terry makes me understand that I'll do well to shut up. That this trip by plane is long. Clouds, clouds still and clouds that I see below. I close my eyes, pull the blind and go back to sleep again.
10:30 am American time, 11:30 pm Japanese time
We enter the airport and what I see is amazing. Is it real? I pull on Terry's sleeve as he looks at me and starts to laugh and then asks me to move on. How is it possible? Who could have warn them? A huge number of people, mostly young men but also mature men acclaim me and hold up banners that I can not read for a majority of them. I back a little because this crowd is too important for me and my fear is not small. In addition, many journalists constantly trigger their flashes or keep filming me while my legs refuse to wear me. I'm not ready for that but Terry takes me by the hand, makes me go ahead and tells me that I have to get used to it and that everything will be fine. Terry must do it on purpose because for to add to my stress already too important informs me that a big Japanese magazine has designated me as the most beautiful woman under twenty years of the world thanks to that my popularity has made a not insignificant jump. But they too are crazy, I'm certainly not ugly but to be the most beautiful, do not exaggerate. All these people are very agitated but respect the order imposed by the police who placed themselves in front of them. I tell myself that it is not in the United States that we would be as respectful of the law imposed by these cops. Terry asks me to sign some autographs before we leave the airport because otherwise it will be considered snobbery. I advance to all this crowd with the knotted stomach, then thinking about what I was taught, I smile and waved to them. Wow what an exaggerated reaction for a little hi. They are near, too close, please, do not touch me, do not crush me and keep your distance because I am a weak girl. After signing thirty autographs I say out two of the only words I know in their language. "Arigatō, Sayōnara" They seem very happy and seeing their reaction, I am too. I thank internally my old friend otaku who took me to his doujinshi conventions, which allows me today to be able to please them with so little.
Some time later pm.
My eyes close as we enter the lobby of the Ritz-Carlton in Tokyo. I do not see too much the person who leads us to our room, nor the room itself but identifies the bed on which I go to bed fully dressed. This day was too difficult and I'm exhausted after Paris Fashion Week. Too many planes in a short time killed a Lisa who is already often very lazy. Tomorrow morning I will see more clearly and I can certainly relax by enjoying the fabulous services that must offer this hotel.
Saturday, September 24, 20166h35pm Today, say rather this afternoon, Selena drove me to her personal doctor who prescribed me the pill. YYYEEES, I am a woman. What shit, I have no right to forget to take it, have to pay attention to the abuse of alcohol and I made a speech about the practice of sex and its dangers. If this doctor was a woman I would have been less uncomfortable, but I had a full check-up with just a pair of panties in front of a fifty-five-year-old dude who did not even compliment my sublime body. Fucked helpless gay without balls.Where I am, asking you? Now in the BMW plane, we have just recovered my method of contraception while the very discreet woman at the counter asked aloud. "Oh, it's for the young girl. That's why you hide your face with these glasses and this cap? "But what a slut, imagine, how much I was ashamed. I will not wear them everywhere, but in New York and France, my popularity is quite high and I want to spend my days in peace. Big bitch, do your job with discretion and learn a little to close your mouth. Lisa breathes and calm you. At this moment I'm sulking and Selena has been laughing since then the shop. Her laugh does not pass and because of that, she had to park twice because she was having trouble driving in this state.Finally we arrive in the basement of our building and I ask Selena to hurry so I can see Leo. Arrived in the apartment, no Steve or Leo but a word. "We spend the evening with friends, do not expect us." Grrrr, should I get on all fours and bark to the door to make it clear to Steve that stealing my boyfriend is intolerable? As I growl, a pat on my head. I realize that Selena is on the phone and she is beckoning me to growl less strong. I'm going to sleep in my basket ... Would not you take me for a dog? I'm not going to sleep in my basket, but I serve two orange juice and I drink mine in the living room on the fourth floor, to let Selena quietly end his phone conversation. But she comes to me and passes me her smartphone. Although I wonder who among his acquaintances would like to talk to me, I carry the phone to my ear and greet the mysterious interlocutor. I only hear. "Lisa,Terry Swanson, get your things ready right away. I'll be at your place in an hour with the contracts and then we leave for Tokyo. "What? Eh? And in addition he hung up the handsome guy. I look at Selena who smiles at me and tells me to hurry up. Operation Lisa quickly moves your ass engaged. I run to my room and fortunately I have been too lazy to unpack my three bags on my way back from Paris. I welcome this foresight and as I have nothing to do, I let my playlist randomly scroll and I lie on my bed.7:50 pm Terry Swanson, Selena and I have just signed the contract in duplicate, but it seems to have another topic to address. "Since your parents have decided to cover all the expenses related to your travels, I will not add anything on this subject. I have one last point to approach with you before we leave. Lisa before your photo shoot with Kenzo, do you want to shoot a television commercial to be broadcast in Japan?"Seriously? "It would be an advertisement for what?"Terry shows me an advertising plaque written in Japanese. "A new xperia that will be released in 2017. But they want to advertise in advance."xperia smartphone of the gods, like mine. "Yes, I like xperia so ok. In addition if I have to make movies as much to take advantage of it to get me to be to be in front to the video camera."Terry smiled. "Good decision, now lift your butt off this couch and we left for the airport."I hold Selena in my arms and for the first time kiss her on the cheek. I guess I finally totally accepted her as my new mother. I will not even be able to greet Leo and Steve who remain unreachable and have not returned. Too bad, everything is rushed, but discovering a country so different culture stimulates me and I can not wait to be there. Car, airport, plane, I guarantee that it is this part of the trips that I hate the most. It's repetitive, boring and tiring. I can not talk to Terry, who keeps calling here and there and writing in his files. I realize that he speaks several languages and that he is hyperactive, a fanatic of work.Sunday, September 25, 2016 8:00 am American timeWe are still on the plane and Terry this time is typing with supersonic speed on his laptop keyboard without stopping for more than three hours. This handsome guy is a real madman. Can not he let go of his job and come and give me a hug? Forget Lisa because visibly he thinks you are an immature girl. At the moment I'm listening to Mozart and I appreciate this wonderful music that transports me a few centuries back. Pfff, I tell you bullshit, a big death metal explodes my eardrums and sometimes it seems that I scream because the look of Terry makes me understand that I'll do well to shut up. That this trip by plane is long. Clouds, clouds still and clouds that I see below. I close my eyes, pull the blind and go back to sleep again.10:30 am American time, 11:30 pm Japanese timeWe enter the airport and what I see is amazing. Is it real? I pull on Terry's sleeve as he looks at me and starts to laugh and then asks me to move on. How is it possible? Who could have warn them? A huge number of people, mostly young men but also mature men acclaim me and hold up banners that I can not read for a majority of them. I back a little because this crowd is too important for me and my fear is not small. In addition, many journalists constantly trigger their flashes or keep filming me while my legs refuse to wear me. I'm not ready for that but Terry takes me by the hand, makes me go ahead and tells me that I have to get used to it and that everything will be fine. Terry must do it on purpose because for to add to my stress already too important informs me that a big Japanese magazine has designated me as the most beautiful woman under twenty years of the world thanks to that my popularity has made a not insignificant jump. But they too are crazy, I'm certainly not ugly but to be the most beautiful, do not exaggerate. All these people are very agitated but respect the order imposed by the police who placed themselves in front of them. I tell myself that it is not in the United States that we would be as respectful of the law imposed by these cops. Terry asks me to sign some autographs before we leave the airport because otherwise it will be considered snobbery. I advance to all this crowd with the knotted stomach, then thinking about what I was taught, I smile and waved to them. Wow what an exaggerated reaction for a little hi. They are near, too close, please, do not touch me, do not crush me and keep your distance because I am a weak girl. After signing thirty autographs I say out two of the only words I know in their language. "Arigat, Saynara" They seem very happy and seeing their reaction, I am too. I thank internally my old friend otaku who took me to his doujinshi conventions, which allows me today to be able to please them with so little.Some time later pm.My eyes close as we enter the lobby of the Ritz-Carlton in Tokyo. I do not see too much the person who leads us to our room, nor the room itself but identifies the bed on which I go to bed fully dressed. This day was too difficult and I'm exhausted after Paris Fashion Week. Too many planes in a short time killed a Lisa who is already often very lazy. Tomorrow morning I will see more clearly and I can certainly relax by enjoying the fabulous services that must offer this hotel.
