I undertook to give him a gift, and I suddenly bought a valuable watch. Very chic but responsible. The hour of the appointment having already arrived, I hurried To be the first to arrive, the thing that had happened, I made myself comfortable while waiting for it. Fortunately, he arrived quickly because a hostess whispered in my ear that my Rendez-vous had arrived. Yes here, when you are invited, you arrive you ask if this person who invited you was already there so as not to make a fool of himself inside.
I remained open-mouthed when I saw a pretty little lady approaching me with a boy behind her.
she recognized me quickly and greeted me." good evening mister Varon, I'm Marlène Dietrich, and this is my brother James Dietrich, the manager of the coaching page. I stood up to welcome them, asked Madame to sit down first.
Mr. James introduced her to me as the very one who was following me on the page even though it's her profile picture that's on the page. He's only the one who has the page but Marlène is the one who talks with the subscribers. I held out my hand to her once more. and we began to taste the buffet that was presented to us. I did not take my eyes off of her.
Wow, this girl is too beautiful, but a divine beauty. The dinner ended quickly, I gave her the package, which she refused but accepted after being convinced by her brother. We took our leave and each went their way .during the night and many days after, I was addicted to always wanting to talk to Marlene.
Every subject that I engage in, she comments and always compliments me on the conversation. she sometimes asks me what I did with my days. at one point, I let go a bit and decided to play with the girls. something she didn't appreciate and taught me how to let go. this girl understood me. one day, when I was bored, she asked me to come to the gym where she was.
I got ready quickly, I joined there. during the evening, I didn't know how to do anything but she managed so that I could at least do a gymnastic element.
It was then that I offered to be my best friend, to give me the chance to be there. which she also accepted. but I explained to her the fact that I found her too mystical not only said that she had a solution to everything, but she was incredible, it seemed she often had nothing to do with the simple fact of always being attentive or then having no life.
By dint of insisting, she exposes to me the fact of her shyness and of the fact of not looking for trouble so as not to have it because according to her philosophy, we only find ourselves in the troubles we have. to look for. always know where you're stepping, and know what to expect when you've made a choice. stay focused, and always be responsible.
In short, advance whatever the situations of life. she astonished me once again. This girl is the embodiment of maturity. she was precious to me. I noticed then that the feeling I had for Serena had returned but this time so much stronger. I felt the urge to always have to protect and she allowed me to see that in her sense of humanity, she considered me her friend. Marlene was Pure.
I couldn't take this feeling anymore, having to stifle it for myself and not tell him anything. I explained the fact to Aaron by telephone one evening when he telephoned me to hear from me. he convinced me to have to share my feelings with him, otherwise.
I will be replaced or even ignored because since he is a good person, she will understand me. He even suggested that she too might have feelings for me but was waiting for me to make the first move or was afraid that it would be reciprocated. it was then that I decided to confess it to him.
But for her to join me, I had to tell her a fictional story. took my phone and dialed his number:
_'' hello Marlene''
_"hello Erick."
_" yes my girlfriend so I've been talking to you for a long time come and have lunch at home. what does it say to you about his meeting today?
_ "wow yes yes great I'm coming '' and she hung up directly.
After a few hours, I heard the doorbell ring, I opened it and it was her, she had already arrived. she hugged me and came in hastily while screaming:
_ "my darling please show yourself it's me Marlene'' she attacked my supposed boyfriend who was supposed to be there.
I quickly cut her off by asking her to rest first, while explaining the fact that it was she who beat her to it. I offered her the shot to taste what I had cooked for my girlfriend. Time to wait for this last fictional one. Something she accepted.
I served him chicken with fried ripe plantains and fruit juice. something she tasted with relish while reminding me with each spoonful of food she passed in her mouth that I was magnificent in the kitchen.