”I realized as I walked out of the building to get to my car that I should probably apologize for my words, if not my actions. I heard running feet ...behind me when a sweet voice called out; “Please stop for a minute.”I wasn’t sure it was meant for me, but I had not seen a single soul as I was walking across the parking lot. I turned around and here was the girl, out of breath, and looking like she was on the verge of crying.“I’m so sorry, I just wanted to get your attention, and you were so. Makeup... it's all too much. We can't have it here, Tim!"Timmy was getting upset now, he tried to put on a stern expression thatshowed this but unknown to him he only appeared to be pouting."It's Timmy, Rob! And since when is it against any rules to change myhair color! Or to talk a certain way!" Timmy honestly hadn't noticedthat his voice was a little higher and had a stereotypical gayinflection to it, but he argued that point anyway. "You have me stockingshelves on the night shift so what's. He also sent a gift, to my attention at work, which I have for her. I’ll give it to her when he calls.”“That’s so sweet! But that’s a really long-distance relationship!”“It is, but he was the one guy who she really clicked with. He’s still single, so you never know what might happen. His MBA is from an American school, and his English is excellent, so he could easily work in the US if he wanted to. His firm even has an office here in Chicago.”“What about a cake?” Kara asked.“Kathy’s baking. “ Da meine Frau gerade mit ihrem linkes Bein über dem Geländer hing, als die beiden die Treppe nach unten gingen, blickten beide noch einmal kurz nach oben. „Sieh mal, die kleine Schlampe bleibt sogar in der Pose! Was für eine dumme Gans!“ Lachte Frau Schulze und küsste ihren Mann auf den Hals, der mit gierigen Blick meine Frau weiterhin musterte während er einen Fuß nach dem anderen die Treppe herunter schritt. Wir waren beide wie erstarrt, erst als die schwere Haustür zufiel und wir die.