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12:35 PM Because I have to meet my young fashion designer, Ryan Pavie in the marsh in Paris, we decide to take a hotel room in this neighborhood. After searching the internet, we find a very nice hotel that suits everyone except me and everyone decides that we will stay there. Yes when I say very beautiful it is the general opinion, not mine. Be careful, I'm not saying it's ugly but it's modern. I hate the modern. I want authentic, old, wood and tapestries that smell of old. I want to wake up in a bed with a thick amount of ebony or ash. Forget the ashes but no metal, resin or I do not know what composite material completely created by man that is absolutely unnatural. I like the exposed beams on the ceiling, as in men's underpants. I may have old tastes but I could never have changed that. I take Jenna's hand and give her pleading eyes so that she understands that I do not want to stay at this hotel. She knows my taste in the matter and I am sure she will help me. Slut, treacherous, girlfriend without heart, she smiles, she laugh and compliments this beautiful hotel. Why are you doing this to me Jenna? Is it because I pinched your nipple a little bit earlier? Is it because I had fun attaching you this morning while you were sleeping? Or is it because I forcibly removed your smartphone out of your hands and then I looked at your call log and messages following a call you received yesterday because I thought you had someone else? Anyway you make me pay something insignificant. Terry, he takes this hotel because I annoy him and to take revenge on me our short drive. I know him well now. He always punishes me by depriving me of dessert or confiscating my smartphone or ordering the things I do no want to eat and forcing myself to eat low calorie things to make me scream. It's a kid who treats me like a kid. It does not prevent this stupid guy, fucked the girl several times and pretends he does not remember. What a poor guy who want me because I refused to make love with him three times and now our sex is over but he still makes me pay. He is a good agent, a good lover with a good sex but a man who hates a woman telling him no. But he's really too brutal.Too bad, anyway, this time, I have to resign myself to sleep in this place.
14.55 After lunch we went to the hotel to rent rooms. But luck was not with those heartless people who wanted to hurt me, because there was only one free room left. When the front desk clerk apologized and told us that it was not possible, I burst out laughing. It was the triumph of justice over the forces of evil. But I did not laugh long because five minutes later we had a room in an even more modern hotel with neon pink and blue lamps that stung my eyes. Right now, I'm sitting on my bed in a daze. My mouth no longer closes, I no longer have a reflex and I feel that my strength is abandoning me. If there really is a god, he must not much appreciate me or he likes to piss me. After that someone knocking on the door, my feet lead me to this place and I open, Terry enters. He still stares when he looks at me.
I come back to me a little. "What do you want?"
You look pitiful. "Why do not you want to make love to me anymore?"
I do not need to think to answer because it's obvious. "I have someone that I love, moreover you're a real brute. How many shots did you give me during our sexual intercourse? You came when you needed to empty your balls and left right after you used me. Never a sweet or gentle word, but "you are a little slut and that kind of thing". Do you think I like to hear that and get hit? I loved our first time but do you remember our second report? So I'll remind you. You woke me up at 1 am and when I opened you, you put me on a huge slap. Then you tore my nightie and you penetrated me directly. I was in pain but you did not care. That night you fucked me as if I were a piece of meat without emotions. The word **** could agree if you prefer. This is not the only time I call you back. Punches in the stomach, slaps, you pulled me by the hair, pinched my breasts so hard that my tears flowed. I was just your sandbag so do not look at with those eyes."
Yes, that's it, do the one who regrets it, but how many times did we have this discussion? "Then I'll be as sweet as the first time."
Dream my friend. "If you had a sensitive girl in front of you, you would have already destroyed her psychologically. Once again, I will tell you again. Never again will you touch me. You are a brute who needs so much to dominate the other your blows become more and more violent and I do not want to be dismantled. For work or other reasons, I will never reject you, but for that, I do not want to be your partner and it's definitive. Get out of here if all you want is to fuck me like your personal hole. "
After he's gone, I sit on the bed and look at the ceiling lit in pink and blue. I can only blame myself because I'm the one who started to excite him, but this guy has even become jealous of men who come for a simple autograph. I pay dearly for my stupid desire to make love to him. I have to do something else because this moron makes me depress to always come back to me. I put on my coat, my cap, my glasses, call my mastiffs and ask them to wait for me at the reception. I go to Jenna's room, then we go down and accompanied by the mastiffs, leave the hotel. Operation, Lisa find you a hat, start. As we are just off rue de Rivoli, we take the opportunity to look at the storefronts. Hat, where are you the one who will be my next friend and accompany me everywhere? We pay no attention to what surrounds us and admire a storefront with beautiful handbags when the very low voice of molosse 4 who speaks very rarely resonates. "Miss, I think we draw a little attention." I stop looking at the beautiful black and beige handbag who makes me dream and that I planned to buy then look behind. Indeed, all passers-by have their eyes on us. I look at the four mastiffs in black suits, the smaller mastiff 1 must measure 1m95 and I understand a little reason. If you add to that my style a little particular long skirt, cap, sunglasses, you will only find Jenna among us six who goes unnoticed. I am already very tall for my age, which is often surprising but here, our overall appearance can not really leave indifferent. We hide us in the store and I will be able buy this handbag that I like so much.
We enter and here too the three vendors seem astonished. Not, scared would be the right word. "Hello, I would like to buy the Naples model bag please."
Oh, they understood that we were not going make a robbery. "Of course, but are these gentlemen with you ladies?"
I turn around and notice that the 4 mastiffs are straight with arms crossed in front of the belly. Did they speak to take the same position? "Yes, they are friends. Do not worry, they're nicer than their appearance suggests."
While the salesgirl has gone to get me the model further in the store, I ask Jenna who does not speak French, if she wants me to offer her a handbag. "No thanks, that's nice, but they are too expensive here."
So considerate, but I saw what you found so beautiful just now. The saleswoman comes back with this beautiful leather thing signed Vuitton that will cost me so much as he is beautiful. "Are you English ladies?"
I do not like to lie but our peace depends on it. "Um yes, that's it we are English girls from England."
Outch, why are you pinch me Jenna. You may have understood this simple sentence and noticed that I do not know how to lie but do not bother pinching me. "It's strange, but I feel like I know you. Have you ever been to the store or do you live in the neighborhood? "
While the salesgirl looks at me from top to bottom, then looks at the mastiffs, I hurry. "I'll also want the Chanel red handbag in the storefront, please."
She nods and walks close to where we are. "This one?"
Why he was just next this bag of shit. "Yes it is this one."
Stop looking at me and go to the cashier. "I know you, I'm sure, but who are you?"
Ah! "A common customer who does her shopping."
She's squinting now. Do not do this or you will have wrinkles before age 35. "Ummm, you're still very young it seems to me and you walk with 4 bodyguards, I'm not mistaken, is not it? In addition, a common customer can not afford a Vuitton bag at 3150 € and a Chanel at 3980 €. It's not carrots or cabbages. Who are you?"
That she is persistent. "I'm only an Englishgirl who does some sightseeing with her big sister and her 4 uncles."
What rotten excuse, if she believes it, she is the queen of idiots. "You are not English. We have a lot of English but your accent is different. Although your French is very good and you speak slowly to hide it, I am sure that your basic accent is American. We have customers here from all over the world, so I'll be able to find where you are from, even if you try to hide your miss accent from me. Please tell me who you are. If you are known and you take a picture, we will hang it on top of the box with the others and I you will offer these 2 items."
More than 7000 € saved would be good for an old sting like me, but ... "If I told you, you would keep the secret, you and other vendors? Anyway I'm not a star, so do not expect to have Madonna or those kind of people in front of you, because you'd be very disappointed. "
Why is she going to the door? She takes a key out of her pocket and locks? "I Promise, Veronique, Myriame, approach someone will make us one more photo for us to put on the wall of celebrities."
What is this exaggerated OHHH of the other two. I'm so uncomfortable now that they are three in front of me smiling. Hee, they snap their hands and sing; "The glasses, the glasses, the glasses, take off your glasses." But it's a well-honed choir. I died of shame. I lower my head, while my cheeks must be red, remove my hat who is a little too big and my long hair fall then remove my glasses. "That's it that's all."
At least she does not look too disappointed that I'm not Madonna. "That she is beautiful. I would like to take it home to expose it. Miss Lisa Hanckok before the photo and the autograph I want to tell you three things. First, I love fashion, otherwise, as you can imagine, I will not work here. I love your photos and your advertising so do not listen to all those frustrated people. Secondly, in my opinion, you are certainly the most beautiful western model. I say western because there is an oriental that surpasses you but you are still young so we will see in three or four years.Third, this time it is not a compliment miss Lisa. This coat certainly was not bought in store but had to be created by a fashion designer and maybe even especially for you. But miss Lisa, you wear it with a cap too wide and glasses so big that you look like a bee. You a model very known for a few months and you dare to do that and break our dreams. I'm waiting for an explanation Miss Lisa."
I have to apologize? "We were just out to buy a hat. I'm sorry."
She smiles? Will she leave me in peace? "I prefer because this ugly cap harms your natural beauty. There is still the problem of glasses to adjust but I'm sure you've already thought about it, is not Miss Lisa."
Help a crazy women. The sales women Véronique will speak it seems? Will she scold me too? "Stop bothering him. Come miss Hanckok we will take the picture. Do not listen to it because when it comes to coordinating clothes, she becomes annoying. "
16:10 We go walking very quickly from this shop with our two handbags offered against a simple photo. Offered is wrong, because this saleswoman was scary and seeing her again would make me shit in my pantie. On the other hand, Vénonique gave us the address of a shop where we find beautifuls hats not far from here. We go there at the moment, avoiding to turn around and meet the eyes of the crazy women.
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12:35 PM Because I have to meet my young fashion designer, Ryan Pavie in the marsh in Paris, we decide to take a hotel room in this neighborhood. After searching the internet, we find a very nice hotel that suits everyone except me and everyone decides that we will stay there. Yes when I say very beautiful it is the general opinion, not mine. Be careful, I'm not saying it's ugly but it's modern. I hate the modern. I want authentic, old, wood and tapestries that smell of old. I want to wake up in a bed with a thick amount of ebony or ash. Forget the ashes but no metal, resin or I do not know what composite material completely created by man that is absolutely unnatural. I like the exposed beams on the ceiling, as in men's underpants. I may have old tastes but I could never have changed that. I take Jenna's hand and give her pleading eyes so that she understands that I do not want to stay at this hotel. She knows my taste in the matter and I am sure she will help me. Slut, treacherous, girlfriend without heart, she smiles, she laugh and compliments this beautiful hotel. Why are you doing this to me Jenna? Is it because I pinched your nipple a little bit earlier? Is it because I had fun attaching you this morning while you were sleeping? Or is it because I forcibly removed your smartphone out of your hands and then I looked at your call log and messages following a call you received yesterday because I thought you had someone else? Anyway you make me pay something insignificant. Terry, he takes this hotel because I annoy him and to take revenge on me our short drive. I know him well now. He always punishes me by depriving me of dessert or confiscating my smartphone or ordering the things I do no want to eat and forcing myself to eat low calorie things to make me scream. It's a kid who treats me like a kid. It does not prevent this stupid guy, fucked the girl several times and pretends he does not remember. What a poor guy who want me because I refused to make love with him three times and now our sex is over but he still makes me pay. He is a good agent, a good lover with a good sex but a man who hates a woman telling him no. But he's really too brutal.Too bad, anyway, this time, I have to resign myself to sleep in this place.
14.55 After lunch we went to the hotel to rent rooms. But luck was not with those heartless people who wanted to hurt me, because there was only one free room left. When the front desk clerk apologized and told us that it was not possible, I burst out laughing. It was the triumph of justice over the forces of evil. But I did not laugh long because five minutes later we had a room in an even more modern hotel with neon pink and blue lamps that stung my eyes. Right now, I'm sitting on my bed in a daze. My mouth no longer closes, I no longer have a reflex and I feel that my strength is abandoning me. If there really is a god, he must not much appreciate me or he likes to piss me. After that someone knocking on the door, my feet lead me to this place and I open, Terry enters. He still stares when he looks at me.
I come back to me a little. "What do you want?"
You look pitiful. "Why do not you want to make love to me anymore?"
I do not need to think to answer because it's obvious. "I have someone that I love, moreover you're a real brute. How many shots did you give me during our sexual intercourse? You came when you needed to empty your balls and left right after you used me. Never a sweet or gentle word, but "you are a little slut and that kind of thing". Do you think I like to hear that and get hit? I loved our first time but do you remember our second report? So I'll remind you. You woke me up at 1 am and when I opened you, you put me on a huge slap. Then you tore my nightie and you penetrated me directly. I was in pain but you did not care. That night you fucked me as if I were a piece of meat without emotions. The word **** could agree if you prefer. This is not the only time I call you back. Punches in the stomach, slaps, you pulled me by the hair, pinched my breasts so hard that my tears flowed. I was just your sandbag so do not look at with those eyes."
Yes, that's it, do the one who regrets it, but how many times did we have this discussion? "Then I'll be as sweet as the first time."
Dream my friend. "If you had a sensitive girl in front of you, you would have already destroyed her psychologically. Once again, I will tell you again. Never again will you touch me. You are a brute who needs so much to dominate the other your blows become more and more violent and I do not want to be dismantled. For work or other reasons, I will never reject you, but for that, I do not want to be your partner and it's definitive. Get out of here if all you want is to fuck me like your personal hole. "
After he's gone, I sit on the bed and look at the ceiling lit in pink and blue. I can only blame myself because I'm the one who started to excite him, but this guy has even become jealous of men who come for a simple autograph. I pay dearly for my stupid desire to make love to him. I have to do something else because this moron makes me depress to always come back to me. I put on my coat, my cap, my glasses, call my mastiffs and ask them to wait for me at the reception. I go to Jenna's room, then we go down and accompanied by the mastiffs, leave the hotel. Operation, Lisa find you a hat, start. As we are just off rue de Rivoli, we take the opportunity to look at the storefronts. Hat, where are you the one who will be my next friend and accompany me everywhere? We pay no attention to what surrounds us and admire a storefront with beautiful handbags when the very low voice of molosse 4 who speaks very rarely resonates. "Miss, I think we draw a little attention." I stop looking at the beautiful black and beige handbag who makes me dream and that I planned to buy then look behind. Indeed, all passers-by have their eyes on us. I look at the four mastiffs in black suits, the smaller mastiff 1 must measure 1m95 and I understand a little reason. If you add to that my style a little particular long skirt, cap, sunglasses, you will only find Jenna among us six who goes unnoticed. I am already very tall for my age, which is often surprising but here, our overall appearance can not really leave indifferent. We hide us in the store and I will be able buy this handbag that I like so much.
We enter and here too the three vendors seem astonished. Not, scared would be the right word. "Hello, I would like to buy the Naples model bag please."
Oh, they understood that we were not going make a robbery. "Of course, but are these gentlemen with you ladies?"
I turn around and notice that the 4 mastiffs are straight with arms crossed in front of the belly. Did they speak to take the same position? "Yes, they are friends. Do not worry, they're nicer than their appearance suggests."
While the salesgirl has gone to get me the model further in the store, I ask Jenna who does not speak French, if she wants me to offer her a handbag. "No thanks, that's nice, but they are too expensive here."
So considerate, but I saw what you found so beautiful just now. The saleswoman comes back with this beautiful leather thing signed Vuitton that will cost me so much as he is beautiful. "Are you English ladies?"
I do not like to lie but our peace depends on it. "Um yes, that's it we are English girls from England."
Outch, why are you pinch me Jenna. You may have understood this simple sentence and noticed that I do not know how to lie but do not bother pinching me. "It's strange, but I feel like I know you. Have you ever been to the store or do you live in the neighborhood? "
While the salesgirl looks at me from top to bottom, then looks at the mastiffs, I hurry. "I'll also want the Chanel red handbag in the storefront, please."
She nods and walks close to where we are. "This one?"
Why he was just next this bag of shit. "Yes it is this one."
Stop looking at me and go to the cashier. "I know you, I'm sure, but who are you?"
Ah! "A common customer who does her shopping."
She's squinting now. Do not do this or you will have wrinkles before age 35. "Ummm, you're still very young it seems to me and you walk with 4 bodyguards, I'm not mistaken, is not it? In addition, a common customer can not afford a Vuitton bag at 3150 € and a Chanel at 3980 €. It's not carrots or cabbages. Who are you?"
That she is persistent. "I'm only an Englishgirl who does some sightseeing with her big sister and her 4 uncles."
What rotten excuse, if she believes it, she is the queen of idiots. "You are not English. We have a lot of English but your accent is different. Although your French is very good and you speak slowly to hide it, I am sure that your basic accent is American. We have customers here from all over the world, so I'll be able to find where you are from, even if you try to hide your miss accent from me. Please tell me who you are. If you are known and you take a picture, we will hang it on top of the box with the others and I you will offer these 2 items."
More than 7000 € saved would be good for an old sting like me, but ... "If I told you, you would keep the secret, you and other vendors? Anyway I'm not a star, so do not expect to have Madonna or those kind of people in front of you, because you'd be very disappointed. "
Why is she going to the door? She takes a key out of her pocket and locks? "I Promise, Veronique, Myriame, approach someone will make us one more photo for us to put on the wall of celebrities."
What is this exaggerated OHHH of the other two. I'm so uncomfortable now that they are three in front of me smiling. Hee, they snap their hands and sing; "The glasses, the glasses, the glasses, take off your glasses." But it's a well-honed choir. I died of shame. I lower my head, while my cheeks must be red, remove my hat who is a little too big and my long hair fall then remove my glasses. "That's it that's all."
At least she does not look too disappointed that I'm not Madonna. "That she is beautiful. I would like to take it home to expose it. Miss Lisa Hanckok before the photo and the autograph I want to tell you three things. First, I love fashion, otherwise, as you can imagine, I will not work here. I love your photos and your advertising so do not listen to all those frustrated people. Secondly, in my opinion, you are certainly the most beautiful western model. I say western because there is an oriental that surpasses you but you are still young so we will see in three or four years.Third, this time it is not a compliment miss Lisa. This coat certainly was not bought in store but had to be created by a fashion designer and maybe even especially for you. But miss Lisa, you wear it with a cap too wide and glasses so big that you look like a bee. You a model very known for a few months and you dare to do that and break our dreams. I'm waiting for an explanation Miss Lisa."
I have to apologize? "We were just out to buy a hat. I'm sorry."
She smiles? Will she leave me in peace? "I prefer because this ugly cap harms your natural beauty. There is still the problem of glasses to adjust but I'm sure you've already thought about it, is not Miss Lisa."
Help a crazy women. The sales women Véronique will speak it seems? Will she scold me too? "Stop bothering him. Come miss Hanckok we will take the picture. Do not listen to it because when it comes to coordinating clothes, she becomes annoying. "
16:10 We go walking very quickly from this shop with our two handbags offered against a simple photo. Offered is wrong, because this saleswoman was scary and seeing her again would make me shit in my pantie. On the other hand, Vénonique gave us the address of a shop where we find beautifuls hats not far from here. We go there at the moment, avoiding to turn around and meet the eyes of the crazy women.
12:35 PM Because I have to meet my young fashion designer, Ryan Pavie in the marsh in Paris, we decide to take a hotel room in this neighborhood. After searching the internet, we find a very nice hotel that suits everyone except me and everyone decides that we will stay there. Yes when I say very beautiful it is the general opinion, not mine. Be careful, I'm not saying it's ugly but it's modern. I hate the modern. I want authentic, old, wood and tapestries that smell of old. I want to wake up in a bed with a thick amount of ebony or ash. Forget the ashes but no metal, resin or I do not know what composite material completely created by man that is absolutely unnatural. I like the exposed beams on the ceiling, as in men's underpants. I may have old tastes but I could never have changed that. I take Jenna's hand and give her pleading eyes so that she understands that I do not want to stay at this hotel. She knows my taste in the matter and I am sure she will help me. Slut, treacherous, girlfriend without heart, she smiles, she laugh and compliments this beautiful hotel. Why are you doing this to me Jenna? Is it because I pinched your nipple a little bit earlier? Is it because I had fun attaching you this morning while you were sleeping? Or is it because I forcibly removed your smartphone out of your hands and then I looked at your call log and messages following a call you received yesterday because I thought you had someone else? Anyway you make me pay something insignificant. Terry, he takes this hotel because I annoy him and to take revenge on me our short drive. I know him well now. He always punishes me by depriving me of dessert or confiscating my smartphone or ordering the things I do no want to eat and forcing myself to eat low calorie things to make me scream. It's a kid who treats me like a kid. It does not prevent this stupid guy, fucked the girl several times and pretends he does not remember. What a poor guy who want me because I refused to make love with him three times and now our sex is over but he still makes me pay. He is a good agent, a good lover with a good sex but a man who hates a woman telling him no. But he's really too brutal.Too bad, anyway, this time, I have to resign myself to sleep in this place.14.55 After lunch we went to the hotel to rent rooms. But luck was not with those heartless people who wanted to hurt me, because there was only one free room left. When the front desk clerk apologized and told us that it was not possible, I burst out laughing. It was the triumph of justice over the forces of evil. But I did not laugh long because five minutes later we had a room in an even more modern hotel with neon pink and blue lamps that stung my eyes. Right now, I'm sitting on my bed in a daze. My mouth no longer closes, I no longer have a reflex and I feel that my strength is abandoning me. If there really is a god, he must not much appreciate me or he likes to piss me. After that someone knocking on the door, my feet lead me to this place and I open, Terry enters. He still stares when he looks at me.I come back to me a little. "What do you want?"You look pitiful. "Why do not you want to make love to me anymore?"I do not need to think to answer because it's obvious. "I have someone that I love, moreover you're a real brute. How many shots did you give me during our sexual intercourse? You came when you needed to empty your balls and left right after you used me. Never a sweet or gentle word, but "you are a little slut and that kind of thing". Do you think I like to hear that and get hit? I loved our first time but do you remember our second report? So I'll remind you. You woke me up at 1 am and when I opened you, you put me on a huge slap. Then you tore my nightie and you penetrated me directly. I was in pain but you did not care. That night you fucked me as if I were a piece of meat without emotions. The word **** could agree if you prefer. This is not the only time I call you back. Punches in the stomach, slaps, you pulled me by the hair, pinched my breasts so hard that my tears flowed. I was just your sandbag so do not look at with those eyes."Yes, that's it, do the one who regrets it, but how many times did we have this discussion? "Then I'll be as sweet as the first time."Dream my friend. "If you had a sensitive girl in front of you, you would have already destroyed her psychologically. Once again, I will tell you again. Never again will you touch me. You are a brute who needs so much to dominate the other your blows become more and more violent and I do not want to be dismantled. For work or other reasons, I will never reject you, but for that, I do not want to be your partner and it's definitive. Get out of here if all you want is to fuck me like your personal hole. "After he's gone, I sit on the bed and look at the ceiling lit in pink and blue. I can only blame myself because I'm the one who started to excite him, but this guy has even become jealous of men who come for a simple autograph. I pay dearly for my stupid desire to make love to him. I have to do something else because this moron makes me depress to always come back to me. I put on my coat, my cap, my glasses, call my mastiffs and ask them to wait for me at the reception. I go to Jenna's room, then we go down and accompanied by the mastiffs, leave the hotel. Operation, Lisa find you a hat, start. As we are just off rue de Rivoli, we take the opportunity to look at the storefronts. Hat, where are you the one who will be my next friend and accompany me everywhere? We pay no attention to what surrounds us and admire a storefront with beautiful handbags when the very low voice of molosse 4 who speaks very rarely resonates. "Miss, I think we draw a little attention." I stop looking at the beautiful black and beige handbag who makes me dream and that I planned to buy then look behind. Indeed, all passers-by have their eyes on us. I look at the four mastiffs in black suits, the smaller mastiff 1 must measure 1m95 and I understand a little reason. If you add to that my style a little particular long skirt, cap, sunglasses, you will only find Jenna among us six who goes unnoticed. I am already very tall for my age, which is often surprising but here, our overall appearance can not really leave indifferent. We hide us in the store and I will be able buy this handbag that I like so much.We enter and here too the three vendors seem astonished. Not, scared would be the right word. "Hello, I would like to buy the Naples model bag please."Oh, they understood that we were not going make a robbery. "Of course, but are these gentlemen with you ladies?"I turn around and notice that the 4 mastiffs are straight with arms crossed in front of the belly. Did they speak to take the same position? "Yes, they are friends. Do not worry, they're nicer than their appearance suggests."While the salesgirl has gone to get me the model further in the store, I ask Jenna who does not speak French, if she wants me to offer her a handbag. "No thanks, that's nice, but they are too expensive here."So considerate, but I saw what you found so beautiful just now. The saleswoman comes back with this beautiful leather thing signed Vuitton that will cost me so much as he is beautiful. "Are you English ladies?"I do not like to lie but our peace depends on it. "Um yes, that's it we are English girls from England."Outch, why are you pinch me Jenna. You may have understood this simple sentence and noticed that I do not know how to lie but do not bother pinching me. "It's strange, but I feel like I know you. Have you ever been to the store or do you live in the neighborhood? "While the salesgirl looks at me from top to bottom, then looks at the mastiffs, I hurry. "I'll also want the Chanel red handbag in the storefront, please."She nods and walks close to where we are. "This one?"Why he was just next this bag of shit. "Yes it is this one."Stop looking at me and go to the cashier. "I know you, I'm sure, but who are you?"Ah! "A common customer who does her shopping."She's squinting now. Do not do this or you will have wrinkles before age 35. "Ummm, you're still very young it seems to me and you walk with 4 bodyguards, I'm not mistaken, is not it? In addition, a common customer can not afford a Vuitton bag at 3150 and a Chanel at 3980 . It's not carrots or cabbages. Who are you?"That she is persistent. "I'm only an Englishgirl who does some sightseeing with her big sister and her 4 uncles."What rotten excuse, if she believes it, she is the queen of idiots. "You are not English. We have a lot of English but your accent is different. Although your French is very good and you speak slowly to hide it, I am sure that your basic accent is American. We have customers here from all over the world, so I'll be able to find where you are from, even if you try to hide your miss accent from me. Please tell me who you are. If you are known and you take a picture, we will hang it on top of the box with the others and I you will offer these 2 items."More than 7000 saved would be good for an old sting like me, but ... "If I told you, you would keep the secret, you and other vendors? Anyway I'm not a star, so do not expect to have Madonna or those kind of people in front of you, because you'd be very disappointed. "Why is she going to the door? She takes a key out of her pocket and locks? "I Promise, Veronique, Myriame, approach someone will make us one more photo for us to put on the wall of celebrities."What is this exaggerated OHHH of the other two. I'm so uncomfortable now that they are three in front of me smiling. Hee, they snap their hands and sing; "The glasses, the glasses, the glasses, take off your glasses." But it's a well-honed choir. I died of shame. I lower my head, while my cheeks must be red, remove my hat who is a little too big and my long hair fall then remove my glasses. "That's it that's all."At least she does not look too disappointed that I'm not Madonna. "That she is beautiful. I would like to take it home to expose it. Miss Lisa Hanckok before the photo and the autograph I want to tell you three things. First, I love fashion, otherwise, as you can imagine, I will not work here. I love your photos and your advertising so do not listen to all those frustrated people. Secondly, in my opinion, you are certainly the most beautiful western model. I say western because there is an oriental that surpasses you but you are still young so we will see in three or four years.Third, this time it is not a compliment miss Lisa. This coat certainly was not bought in store but had to be created by a fashion designer and maybe even especially for you. But miss Lisa, you wear it with a cap too wide and glasses so big that you look like a bee. You a model very known for a few months and you dare to do that and break our dreams. I'm waiting for an explanation Miss Lisa."I have to apologize? "We were just out to buy a hat. I'm sorry."She smiles? Will she leave me in peace? "I prefer because this ugly cap harms your natural beauty. There is still the problem of glasses to adjust but I'm sure you've already thought about it, is not Miss Lisa."Help a crazy women. The sales women Vronique will speak it seems? Will she scold me too? "Stop bothering him. Come miss Hanckok we will take the picture. Do not listen to it because when it comes to coordinating clothes, she becomes annoying. "16:10 We go walking very quickly from this shop with our two handbags offered against a simple photo. Offered is wrong, because this saleswoman was scary and seeing her again would make me shit in my pantie. On the other hand, Vnonique gave us the address of a shop where we find beautifuls hats not far from here. We go there at the moment, avoiding to turn around and meet the eyes of the crazy women.
