'Zeeeeera ° ° (so to speak, as are two in the afternoon .______.)
Here we are again with another Update: This is the last chapter that I will post this year ° ° theory 30 are from Milan, and will not return before 6 ... So you give up with a little something to read in the meantime ^ ^
letturaaaaaaaaaaaaa Good: D
PS: The chapter may not be suitable to the poor innocent pampiniH .______.
My fingers slide on the piano keys, while I let the melody take shape by itself.
accompany notes with some simple vocalization, just to give you an idea of the vocal lines. From time to time, we slip half a few words of sense. He glanced at Jen, standing next to me, watching me spellbound. A final lick before turning off the recorder.
-Thank you for your patience. And 'I had this piece in the head when I put in the car to come get you, I should note before we lose all the inspiration-
She nods, smiling.
-shape, direct dial in to hear me can only be an honor. More than anything, I wonder why not use the piano even in the final parts with Starstruck. You get on very well-commented, in turn touching the keys, but does not play any notes.
chuckled.
-Who, me? Nah, I assure you is not nothing to it. I prefer to use it just to get an idea of the vocal lines. As with the guitar are a perfect unable, use the old Stan-explain, giving an affectionate pat to the polished wood.
Stan is the name that Dave has trimmed at my plan is to Steinberg, the brand. Since he could not pronounce it correctly, has taken steps to shorten his own way.
Jen is dropped on the sofa, looking at me curiously.
-I do not believe that you're incapable with guitar-
I stand up, unable to suppress a smile. The idealized vision that has made me so far and I enjoy it flatters me at the same time.
nod solemnly
-Oh, yes they are, instead. This is one reason why I forced my brother to France to learn to play, in fact. As I am perfect in everything else, the six strings are not just for me-
I just avoidance of delay with a moment when she pulls a pillow in the face, centered in full.
-Always at the height of modesty, eh, Mr. Perfection? - Laughs.
I try to compose myself, feigning a look of deep disappointment.
-not my fault if they are so beautiful-I, crossing his arms and lifting his head with a grimace of anger. Jen continues to giggle.
-Yes, yes ... you would be even more beautiful if you go to prepare, though. We did not have to be Genny's for eight? It's nine and a half-comments, standing up in turn.
Genny's is the outdoor restaurant where I promised to take. A nice place with a beautiful view. The plan was that I brought Jen to take a trip to Sunset the first to go, but I ended up switching to propose to my house to put tape on the idea that I had come for a new piece.
Launch at the clock on the table.
-Damn, it's true. I ran immediately to take the jacket, I'll be with you ... wait a second here, okay? -
Jen nods his head, and I do to get away towards the floor.
The sudden roar of thunder startled us both. I look out the window.
-Oh, shit. It's raining cats and dogs-do, looking dejected pools of water that already begin to form in the back garden. At this rate, tomorrow will be a quagmire out there.
I turn again to Jen, who has just returned to sit on the couch, not less than disappointed me. Take a seat next to her, letting slip a snort.
-I'm sorry, baby. I doubt there is any hope of finding the restaurant open at this point. We could go somewhere else, however, I add, as I begin to list all possible local mental calm that comes to my mind. Not many, actually.
Jen shakes her head, watching the rain outside the window with a worried look.
-No ... no, I'm not going to make you drive in this weather. After all, what matters is to spend the evening together, right? - Added with a smile.
nod: he has a point. She comes over a bit 'more to me and started to caress her hand. Shoulder belts with his free arm, before giving her a kiss on the forehead.
embracing each other for a while ', without saying anything. I still seems incredible that two weeks have passed already since our first release. Things between us do a wonderful job, but the discussion with Steve in the rehearsal room has continued to haunt me for days. I've never done word with Jen, although I have been aware of the fact that lately we have started to avoid crowded places and areas where they can recognize me. Fortunately, there were no questions.
pensive-I see you tonight. Something wrong? - Makes her worried.
Here, I spoke too soon.
-It 's okay, sweetie. Rain aside, of course. I just thought since I love to be with you-lied, trying to reassure her. She smiles, brushing her lips with a finger.
-Anch 'I love being with you-whispers.
I feel guilty. I do not like hiding things, but I'm not going to give her even more worries. After all, mine is not entirely a lie: it is true that I love being with her.
His kiss catches me completely by surprise.
-Hey ... you do, attacks on treason? - I do. Jen laughs heartily.
-Yeah. As if I was sorry, then ... - said, pretending to be offended.
hold her back to me, looking into her eyes, unable to suppress a mischievous smile.
-course I'm sorry. E ', lasted too little I say, before you kiss her myself.
She reciprocates with transport, giving himself completely in my arms. When it is so full of passion it excites me to death.
I let my hand on his legs, back until you reach the hinge of jeans. My fingers linger for a while 'before I realize what I'm doing.
-Sorry-I am again running whisper-too-
She shakes her head with a smile, without saying a word. I'm holding hands with a light touch. Slowly, he began to guide her.
We undress slowly, stopping from time to time to exchange a kiss. Feel his naked body in my arms makes me shudder to the marrow.
Ride, when I lift the weight room to bring it. Suddenly, the words of Steve reminded me:
"Under the law, you're actually hurting someone"
I try to ignore the thick stomach . The look of Jen is full of desire.
What could be wrong with this? E 'perfectly natural. I want her and she is so I want to ... that works, right?
Fuck you and your paranoia, Steve.
I lie on the bed beside her. This time, I have to drive movements of his hand.
Ride embarrassed, I understand that is pretending to be comfortable, but it is not.
-Sorry-whispers-It 's that ... ... -
I smile, I can feel the tension.
"I have certainly forced with the strength to go out with me "
hold her to me, but could not dispel a nagging sense of inadequacy. What the hell is happening to me? I'm not sure a kid novice!
- ... You're not forced to do anything, unless you like whisper-the ear, causing her a shiver of pleasure.
-I know ... -
His eyes makes me crazy. This time I let myself go. Indulge her movements, trying not to go too heavy I do not want to hurt her. I hear her sigh, then his breathing becomes labored.
The grip of his hands on my shoulder gets stronger, and then loosen again when, fairly quickly, reaching the pinnacle of pleasure. He has red cheeks, shining eyes. It 's beautiful.
-You look fantastic-I whisper hoarsely.
She returns my gaze with a smile:
Even-tu-whispers, leaning his head against my chest.
I want to touch her again. And smoking a cigarette.
----------------------------------------------Notes:
-This is one of those classic cases where it becomes clear why I complain so much the lack of decent romantic interactions in The Sims 3. I am not crazy due to all the photos seem terribly equals. Unfortunately, when all you can do to make the characters is put some embrace kiss, is that there is not much to do ._____.
-The writing of this chapter has seen, not necessarily in this order: three days of turns on writing blog with tips on how describe sex scenes, one million of paranoia, several cups of milk to three in the morning, six slices of bread and chocolate, long talks at night with my "best friend" when I du balls so that the chapter does not convince me, send an e-mail to my mother entitled "embarrassment blacker", containing the second half of the chapter for suggestions and corrections, a sea of laughter about the fixes, several jumps in the chair because of the horrid bug triggered by moveObjects on (Johnny I became kind ._____.) Mister Fantastic and a substantial number of minutes spent staring at the first photo in which Johnny and Jen are naked, because I like the expression too horny
-I was forced to use a host of pictures fucking porn pictures where you see the tits of Jen .______. I was terrified of censorship Tinypic. But now I find myself in ridermi PimpAndHost everything behind for the boobs in pixels ._____. (among other things, I still do not understand why the images I uppato up there continue to break my balls and appears smaller -_____-)
-... For more Read the blog of tips for writing to me hurts ._____. is a week I live in paranoia for everything I write D:
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