She didn't say anything but then why should she? I tidy up. I take her kit to the laundry down to the basement to wash it. I clean her shoes, just as ...I have been instructed.The basement. It's my area. I feel much more sure of myself down here. It's where I belong. I am Cinderella, but a Cinderella who does not want to go to the Ball anymore.By the time I have finished, I feel pleased with a job well done.I return to Neena's suite. The door is unlocked. I enter and set out her running kit for. Gras,Pillen,Koks keine Notwendigkeit aber schön. Sie liebte das. So war sie echt,nicht verstellt. Sie lehnte sich an die Laterne und zog tief an dem Joint lächelte und dachte zurück. Sie hatte alles richtig gemacht. Sie war geil,ihr ganzes Leben war geil. Sie liebte es mit jeder Faser ihres Körpers und der war nur für eines gebaut: SEX.Sie war jetzt 23 und stolz auf alles was sie bisher erlebt und gemacht hat in ihrem Leben und mit ihrem Körper. Sie war jetzt sieben Jahre in Berlin und sie. She looked so alive, and seemed to be almost ... he couldn’t find the right word to describe it, but ‘glowing’ was the closest thing that came to mind.“Were you able to get the drinks I asked you to get, sweetheart?” she asked as she joined him at the granite-topped island.“Uh, yeah. They actually had a whole case in one of their big coolers. I put the whole case in the fridge in the garage and brought in six for now.” He pointed to the fridge as he popped open the cans of Coke he’d already. I even heard you sigh in relief when I hurried out of the room. You signed the Power of Attorney without even glancing at the paper.The last part was the barging in on the two of you fucking. I was nervous as can be when I walked into the bedroom to catch you. I wasn't nervous about finding your slutty ass getting fucked by that arrogant asshole, I was afraid I wouldn't look sad and wimpy enough to make my performance believable. I must have put on a great performance because the two of you.