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I leave with a big applause ... you were great with the first junction of Aida ... the answer was to host Lucas =)
Although the hour is late, very late indeed, from which they are a night owl, I decided to update =) But before
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Ok, back to my history ... under the cut!










"You're an idiot!"
"Ouch, you hurt me ..."
"You deserve an idiot! May I ask why do not you tell me? "
" I did not grieve with my problems "
" ... Well - he had started stealing a sip of coca-cola from his glass-I am indebted to you, right? "
He looked at her with a raised eyebrow as she sat in her arms to him.
"you could stay here ..."
He began to shake his head in the sense of denial.
"No, no ... I would be a burden"
"a goat ... You're already here for most of the time, it is only sleep a few nights until you can not find an apartment ... obviously I'll put you to sleep on the sofa bed, not think that I let you sleep with me? ".
was so complicit in their deeds ... and perhaps even intimate, were the natural and could not live it differently.



"Too bad ... but at least we can do to save water shower together!"
In a fit of coughing, Aida, had regurgitated whole coca-cola.
"You're an idiot !!!", he said, getting up again and glared at him. He was not sure ... but I suspect that the cheeks were slightly purple.
"Come on ... you embarrass mica ... listen to me, while we're at if I went to get my stuff right now is in the car? "
" Where you have a car? "
" the pub ... I go back on foot and brought here by car, "He nodded
with his head ...
"I go to bed ... your house keys you've got it already," he said alluding to the copy that he had done when he bought the apartment.
"You're an angel ...", he had kissed her nose and then ran off.



When he returned she was asleep blessed .. had received as soon as the door opened and then was riaccoccolata embraced the pillow.
But it was a strange night ... I felt traffic on the couch every now and then went out an expletive. Then there was silence. A silence louder than usual that night ... there was the sound of regular breathing of Lucas that he could hear the house, swim in hand, was open and she slept in the loft. Almost the calm instilled
know there ... but could not sleep. It turned and turned in those cotton sheets to read ... then she heard a thud and get out from under the plaintive voice of Lucas.
"Damn!"
She got up and slowly descended the steps he had to get to the couch where he had to sleep.
He had found on the ground that rub my back ... When he had seen had made a grimace, "If you laugh you are a woman dead!" threat instead sparked his mirth and had put, in fact, laughing.



"Hey, hey ... what did I just say?" He said getting closer to his face.
"Come on, come on ... you're too funny - he said throwing the pillow - I give asylum in bed."
had moved a few steps and heard, when he said that a faint: Thank you.
"So - had just started to reach the bed - you're here and I am here ... you do not invade my space and I do not invade your "hands had outlined the two areas making it clear that had to be strictly separated. He was 15 years since he had not slept with him and almost hated the thought of doing it again.



He was lying ... and he had done so. No longer was it like when I was 15 ... now for both, share a bed, it meant something more than friendship ... and maybe that was strange.
But he immediately relaxed ...
half an hour had passed and she did not sleep.
"Sleep?" He asked her.
"mmm ..." he did moan until they are half asleep.
"I No, "she squealed her child with a small voice.
"I will ..." mumbled the answer for him.
"And if we did the game of mime, as kids?" Was splashed down while looking at him, at first, ignored her and then open one eye and turning his head lazily toward her like crazy.



"We are not a bit 'grown up for these games?"
"Then do not be boring ..."
"It's three o'clock in the morning, Aida ..."
He crossed his arms to his chest with his lips twisted side in a grimace of disappointment.
"Oh okay ..." sighed that he just could not say no to her friend.
She beat the happy hands and was immediately taken out of bed starting the strangest ... imitations hit him and then was back to her.
half hour and she still was not sleepy ... he is!
"Have mercy ... ... come here!" He said pulling on the bed.
Aida began to laugh as he crashed ... it was a struggle to weapons apparently free, but she knew he knew how not to leave.
"Stop or I swear I'll give ether to make you feel good!"
"Cas ... I love you ..."
"Why do you want to give the ether? If you gift of flowers are you doing? "
She looked at him gently, grateful to life for giving him a friend like him ... he knew what he wanted to stay and how much he hated the game mimi ... but he had done for her.
He had embraced and kissed on the cheek before turning to give him away, without detaching from that embrace.
"I love it too, feather-silence - ouch!"
"I hate when you call me down!" Retorted her after giving him a kick.
Suddenly he was sleepy.



light invades the room, messy, of that apartment on the outskirts of New York ... Aida was still in a dream world ... at least until the alarm had not brought an end to that love with Morpheus.
"Damn alarm ..." he mutter, turning from the other side. Next to her instead of feeling movement ... Lucas was rising but had not felt anything when she fell asleep again in a few minutes.
"Sleep ... Awake!" Shake and she felt she whined again, for she was a speech made sense for Lucas ... no.
"Come on! I told you we had to sleep instead of doing the mimes! "
" Five minutes ... "
" In half an hour we must be in the office, I would like you to remember. "
more to understand.



"I'll get back in and throw you in the shower, I swear!"
"You can not do it ... you can not see me naked."
"I put on my dress ... you know I do ..." Nothing
.
"count to five and then shower ..." Aida
had waved his hand in the air, as if that would drive the pest.
"One .... Two ... Three ... "nothing
" Four ... "Still nothing

" FIVE! "
The silence from Aida.
Then, poverty thief, she felt grasping for life and throw on the broad shoulders and muscular Lucas ... Shit!



She started kicking ... but there had not been to and in five minutes the water had invaded fully awake.
"WHAT THE FUCK DO ???", shouted out outside the shower cubicle like an arrow.
Lucas laughed like a fool while she glared ... and revenge. Taken aback, in a move learned the Marines had pulled her into the shower ... and she had laughed when he was screaming.
"Serves you right ..."
"Bastard ..."
"Well, we have saved water ", he made him a tongue and he smiled derisively.
"Well ... now I can not get out the shower wearing it."
"Mmm ... I saw some pop corn there, maybe I enjoy the show!"
"Pervert! Scoured "
Among the laughter had seen him out to safety but had given a send key on the door.



While s'insaponava, smiled ... basically it was not so much angry with Lucas for having had a shower even before he woke. Loved him to madness and he always had fun and at every opportunity. Only jokes
background sex was a novelty ... ok, you were always pierced about sex but never about them or to mock anyway. What was the surprise ... surprise as he had done that, even so, she could be angry with him.
output was well covered dall'asciugamano running room to get dressed. When it fell the smell of the aroma of coffee had invaded the entire house.
"Bravo ... made to forgive the shower unexpectedly"
"You drink it in the car ... it's very late," he said putting his hand in a cup of coffee with four teaspoons of sugar as she liked. He could not understand how you could drink coffee with everything sugar ... I was disgusted with him.



had followed him to the car, a beautiful shiny black SUV.
was happy to avoid the subway for a week and its smell of sweat mixed with alcohol breaths we knew.
car was the smell of ... Lucas was impregnated with perfume. From the radio came the notes of '80s songs that he loved. He said he gave charge and energy, and shone its light ... what the songs of today can not do.
He drove like a madman ... daring overtaking and sharp bends ... it was already used to it and had even stopped complaining.
"Hey, I do drink coffee or to drink my shirt? "he said then, when the umpteenth sharp bend, had threatened to topple him the cup.
handbrake and the car was parked.
"Incoming!" Lucas had shown a 32-tooth smile, haughty and proud of himself.
"What an idiot you are Cas ... I do not know how you still have your license!" Aida had closed the door, followed immediately by sending them at Lucas who was walking with his hands in his pockets.
"I have a dog to sleep because of you ..."
She had taken a shot with the pelvis and then she had entered.



monstrous edifice was austere and, still, Aida felt in awe in front of that marble floor and those ceilings is finished.
Two huge scale, also in marble, mastered at the end of the hall, near the elevator that they had been taken to arrive at the office of Mr. Shepard ... head of the CIA, at least in that area.
There was a great coming and going ... people walking back and forth with the bundles of documents in hand, people who drank coffee in front of the computer and some elements in handcuffs waiting to be interrogated watched over by guards.
had responded to a dozen good morning before laying his briefcase on his desk.
"Shepard is waiting for you," Antony had suddenly appeared before recalling the commitment.
Aida had nodded and then follow him to the office along with Lucas.



"Good morning," said the man with the beard completely shaved on the 40in and strictly in a suit sitting at his desk. There he is Mr. Shepard.
"Well guys ... there is an issue that I discuss with you ... .- had turned to Aida, but first, Castor agent, any news on those files?"
"Yes, I brought all the printed report is missing ... only a password that I can not decipher .. code has a strange, different from all others and in my hiding something important. "
The man had scrutinized the documents she had brought him before nodding," Perfect ... put aside the files ... tomorrow night, I learned from a tip-off, which will give a party in Aldovàr his house, I managed to get the calls you ... "he rummaged in a bag by pulling out two red cards.
"... For you-told-you to Aida Amelia Nois."
It took a second that was given to Lucas. "You will be Michael Jhonson"
"What should we do," Lucas, when it was working, took a more serious and imperious tone, and she found it funny more than anything else while, on the other, had the power of suggestion.
"You must keep an eye Aldovàr ... seems to hide documents that could be very important in her home in New York City ... so what better way to find these documents?"
"Of course ... it will be done", he replied, staring at the Aida his invitation.
"Well ... you can go."



The morning was spent to accomplish tasks quickly using the computer ... had lunch with her friend Valerie who told her it was a mess of his life since he had gone to live ... could not say anything to his partner of his work and he was sometimes uncomfortable questions they can always have an eye on his schedule at times absurd.
break that was short lived as it was back to his desk Lucas was sitting in his chair.
"They took Juanez ..." Aida was jammed ... certainly happy with the news.
"Really?! A bastard in less than outstanding "
" Yeah ... but now is asked, are we going? "
As expected it was not easy. Juanez was a man haughty, conceited, arrogant and rude. Collaborative? Not at all!
had deliberately ignored the questions of Aida
... "Where will download the next ship? So what are you waiting arms of Colombia ... "
" You think I tell you? "He said with disdain.
"You better tell me ... if you care to your Pellacchia"
"You're just a slut ... maybe if I saw you speak!"
had not had time to say the least that we had put in half by throwing Lucas a fist in the direction of his chin, knocking him off the chair with attached above.
"Son of a bitch ... if you want to go from door to his cell on your lap."



The situation had not improved in the hour following. Insults and silence ... nothing. They would not have dug a spider the hole.
"Sbattilo in jail ... maybe a night in the cooler will be the desire to open his mouth," said Lucas exasperated while Aida was leaning against the desk, rubbing his temples. God what a headache!
"For now I think we're done ... that bastard will not tell us anything."
In less than a second was out ... he just wanted to go home and relax on the veranda with a good book.
was got in the car and soon were at home.



"God nerves", he kicked an empty bottle that was on the floor in front of the house, nervous.
"Forget ... Juanez knew it would not have flat-spotted all over ... it is a tough, but we are more. "
Lucas was so, ... she always optimistic pessimist, who did not have anything in common.
"I just want to throw myself on the couch for an hour and remove from it all."
"What's stopping you? The long wait for her. "
He closed the door behind him by going straight to the couch, stumbling on the case of Lucas open on the floor.
"You can put your stuff in my closet ... at least not risk your life."
"Feel the horned ox said to the donkey ... you're the queen of clutter," he had teased and she looked at him wrong while svaccava on her beloved couch that he found in a junk shop.



He had a little 'zapping but there was nothing interesting.
Shortly after Lucas had reappeared.
"I can keep you company?" Aida
had moved on the couch, leaving a vacancy that had been immediately employed by him.
"But I want to lie down ..." he whined.
"It resolved ..." she had seen him take the chair and bring it in front of him, and then extend your legs with one hand, had invited her to lie down on his legs, which had agreed to call on the fly.
"But ... you best of my pillow ... just make me want to sleep. "
" I think a big insult ... no woman has ever told me that I put drowsiness. "
" But I'm not a 'Woman' ... I'm Aida "
" Yes, in fact I wonder why they are still your friend. "
football ... This time nothing but a nice pinch on my stomach, which in truth was not there but there was a beautiful carved turtle, was enough.



It was almost time for dinner ... and she was fine in that couch, with Lucas as a pillow, watching an episode of 'CSI Sim City'. The only flaw was that the 'cushion', he had risen.
"I'm going to get ready."
"Where are you going?" Looked at him questioningly as he continued to walk toward the bathroom, "I go out with a blonde!" He shouted disappearing behind the door.
She had a face off everything and went into the kitchen where a frozen pizza awaited, pending wore something comfortable.
He had spied out of the bathroom, everything rileccato and fragrant.
"But ... big deal!", Took him around as he placed a sleeve.
"Still ... do not bring it here!"
"I see", the Aida said the angry face of a lot about how would not have liked that thing.
"It 's already too late ... the door for a pizza"
"Enjoy ..." he mumbled looking out of the house. Well ...
night of loneliness!



had a lot of thing to do in fact file to find, identify faces from ... but I want zero. Did not intend to work that night.
He picked up the phone and dialed the number an hour after Molly was already there holding a bag of cookies to munch on.
were out on verandas ... the sky was orange and the air pleasant.
"So Lucas moved here? "
had asked her ..." Yes, temporarily, until he finds his apartment "
" I own two of you do not understand you "
" What's to understand? We are friends! "He asked biting into a chocolate biscuit.
"Exactly! Just do not understand this ... well, my eyes there you have them? Gliel'hai looked at Lucas?!? is a cool absurd, you are the most important woman in his life and not even try to bring your story to a more intimate level? "



" Number one: I do not care. Number two: Right because there is an intimate story sentimental / sexual are the most important woman in his life. "
" Yes, but not upset you to know that you will not be forever? Sooner or later you will meet someone you fall in love and then it will stay with you all this time! Being with her and forget that the bride would be a day or evening with you "
" Ok, ok ... why the debate has taken this turn?! If you fall in love with Lucas I will be happy for him, "
" ... is a liar because you are not interested to continue to fix the driveway? "
" What does it matter? "
" Oh well ... I'll pretend to be czech, but I will not give it to drink! "
Ok, now began to be irritated ... because it was so difficult to understand that they were just friends?
"Feel Like ... but go with the men?" He asked changing the subject.
"Oh ... now Jake went out of my art gallery ... it was very nice, different than usual though," he added thoughtfully.
"In what way?"
"I do not know ... it seemed awkward posing in an unusual way for him ... he invited me to drink something tomorrow night"
"And we go?"
"Why not? What's wrong? Do you mind? "
" No, no! Absolutely! "



They spoke again and now the sun was completely engulfed in the night.
was midnight and she was again alone in her house.
He felt restless ... staring at the clock every five minutes and then moved his eyes on the door. Why not return?
probably had to give vent to the hormones ... it was obvious.
It was thrown into the bed and, although he was annoyed, he could not help but think of the words the friend.
He tried to imagine his life if Lucas had been engaged. It was logical that his girlfriend would never accept that their type report ... would no longer slept with her, would not have done more holidays together, they would spend hours fooling around ... the hell it hurt!
more he thought and felt more grow in it a sense of anxious concern. How was he going to unlearn that relationship with Lucas?! No, it was unthinkable.
And if this 'blonde' bewitched him?! Usually his stories did not last more than two days, a fly was the longest running of a report by Lucas, but everything could change, it is not always so.



Then he had imagined ... naked kissing and having sex with a blonde silicon image ... totally annoying!
He raised his head towards the two hours ....
It was thrown back with a pillow covering his head ... had to sleep.

To be continued ....

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Name: Aida
Name: Castor
Occupation: Artist. So
stood out in his identity card ... professional artist. Its coverage. In reality did not live in his paintings and his art, which still adored, but lived much more. Profession real secret CIA agent.
And he looked at his badge: Agent No: 8962049
He stroked her picture printed in the portfolio and receiving response, caressed him as she caresses a dream come true.



It was very busy to enter the CIA and eventually, at the age of 23 years, there was success ... together with his best friend Lucas. He had learned many things. He knew how to move without being noticed, how to find information remain silent, how to kill without anyone noticing it.
Yes, his work was included death, was killed in the past and the first time he had been forced had been sick for the next few days. But then it was almost used to this idea. Sometimes it was necessary, though not pleasant. After all this had been taught in the Marine Corps, to kill with his bare hands silently. The first time was forced when the man in question, a trafficker of children, Lucas had a pinched view its confidential papers ... he wanted to avoid it but when she saw him pull out the knife was needed, so he had jumped on him breaking his neck.



"... What do you sleep standing up?" Lucas's voice had come to collect from his memories of his shoulders ... he had massaged the scar on the wrist that had managed to get on that occasion and had to his friend's smiling face with dirty hands of oil.
"The air conditioner works ..." he said sitting on the chair as if it were his home. In fact ... it was almost spent more time there than in his apartment.
"Thanks Cas - so he called it - I owe you one"
"I'll need more than one! - He replied - now the air conditioner, boiler last month and the car three months ago "
" The car I could fix it by myself ... are you who insisted on doing "



It was directed towards the kitchen and had poured into two glasses a bit 'of orange juice and was returned to him giving him a glass.
"That you deserve it"
"Thanks."
She sat looking at him ... she still did not know what was really among them, were united in friendship as well ... and perhaps even more than love. What I knew was that he was the most important part of his life ... he had never regretted having killed to save his life.



"Tonight six of us?" He asked Lucas kept watching.
"Yes, Molly called me at lunchtime to tell me that tonight is night pub!"
"Well ... now I gotta go, I have some thorny matter to be resolved"
"Your apartment?"
"Yeah ... "he mumbled remain vague.
had accompanied him to the door ... something told him that he had not told the whole truth, something to hide and she was very good at sniffing out lies or omissions. But he decided not to pursue ... if you wanted to talk to him he would have done.
"A Feather tonight", she had a grudge, he hated when he called her that! Everything was born of a child when he bet that he would never be able to pull it up ... but we had made, saying it was as light as a feather. What an idiot ... and it lasted is history!
"I hate when you call me ... Feather"
"I know why I call it fun!", He had winked at before giving her a kiss on the cheek and disappeared into his SUV.



She returned home to enjoy the coolness that it was finally returned within those walls. As she had no air conditioning! He looked at the clock, 16:50.
absolutely had to finish some research on the espionage case that they are dealing with Lucas.
It was Dimitri, another dear friend and colleague, to obtain the files that had managed to steal a Micol Gensini, the alleged leader of the Seattle underworld. What I knew was that dealt with the secrets the U.S. military to launch a powerful attack on the White House.
He inserted the disc ... the problem was that everything was protected by passwords and codes that Dimitri had failed to discover. That was his job.
She was there watching the screen ... damn it! It had been two hours and she was able to decode almost all codes. Almost one ... just could not find out! He was irritated
off ... it was able to find much on that day, she missed only the last file and luck was just what he wanted most.



It was headed toward the kitchen, not that he was a lover of cooking, the preferred take-away. But that night was to fend for herself. If she ate more oily the Chinese would have burst the liver. For dining smattato
had almost an hour in the kitchen when had the wrong dose of salt, when he had burned and when the salt was missing right ... but in the end had managed to flood the stomach, in some way.



"Wow!" He hissed when he saw that it was already nine. He had to prepare, take a shower and everything ... it was already late! Like a splinter
ran to the shower off their clothes and the way in infilandocisi holding a cry for water is still cold just opened.
almost died from the rush by going on the shampoo eyes that had burned for a good half hour.
He brushed my teeth, dried my hair and had collected.



He opened the closet, still wrapped nell'asciugamano, and had watched every suit, had at last taken the first things that had happened to pull.
trick fast and easy ... and it was ready as planned in late! Almost
had killed her stumbling on the stairs leading downstairs. He ignored the phone rang and it was stuck in the first taxi that was passing.



Five minutes later he was at the pub. A rustic country ... a lot. The dark wood staked to the center of the garden all around and the tables were adorned with some lights that rose from a pile of other fence. It was a Thursday night and that was the traditional meeting place on summer evenings.
He saw Lucas and Jake, her brother, intent on talking to who knows what ... probably games for the playstation. From UbiSIMsoft who worked at his brother did not talk about anything else. There were also
Molly, Sean, Jennifer and Gregory were already seated at the table ... all she needed was.
"Sorry I'm late!" She squealed brought before them.



A chorus of 'It's about time' was lifted and she was found sitting in front of you already Bayliss with a glass of ice.
"I ordered for you ... right?" Lucas smiled his arm on her shoulder. We guessed ... always knew even better than he knew herself.
He sipped whiskey cream and then go back to look at him smiling, "Indovinatissimo"
were the usual five people ... those were his group of friends: Molly was screwed ... always with the head in the clouds, dreaming of true love but did not disdain to find hot adventures. He had known in high school and now works in an art gallery.



Jennifer was the opposite of Molly, cynical and discouraged about the male gender ... at least until he found that Gregory had changed and restored confidence in the couple's life. But the cynicism was not changed. It was perfect for his work in public relations. Pragmatics and gets straight to the point bluntly.



Gregory fact, with his cheerful and optimistic side, the friend had scratched the barrier. First he was a Don Giovanni and jumping from bed to bed, essentially as Lucas, worked on Wall Street, a shareholder.
He liked to swim against the tide and make decisions that are not common but almost always yielded to him.



Then there was Sean, a musician in the grass. From what he knew about two years, was always in search of label that could break through it ... but so far without success. He was a legend! He loved to joke and always had a joke ready. There was also a parenthesis sentimental, perhaps more sexual, but that was diminished after a few appointments. Perfect as a friend but as an imperfect partner. Characters incompatible.




Molly was immediately jumped next showing pictures of his last vacation in Thailand.
"This sucks, but the locusts have eaten?" He asked in horror ripped from his hands while the picture where she ate a grasshopper, perhaps fried.
"Why not ... with a little 'salt maybe you are good," he chuckled Greg making them the tongue.
"Why not? You have to try in life to say that something is not good "
" It is good? "Lucas had asked curiously.
"... Ehm. No! "Everyone was
laughed and continued the evening was so quiet ... and fun.



"Guys ... I leave you alone and I'm going home"
"... I'll go," Lucas took his jacket without even giving them time to respond.
"I wanted to close ..."
"Why not!"
"Street-had begun to say Sean-oh also admit that you're lost in love ... "Why
still insist? They were friends, just friends!
"He took a piece of paper and had they not fired at," The usual idiot! "
A chorus of hello and the two found themselves alone through the streets of New Yorkers.
Her house was not far along the way ... had enjoyed the sounds of the city ... it was like a piece Jazz ... "You ... You dun dun ..." he hummed along an imaginary rhythm.
"What are you doing?"
"Listening to the music"
"Are you gone mad?" Lucas looked at her question certain that his friend was about to lose his mind at any moment.



"Come on ... ... you hear the music of the city, away from the music of the disco? And those guys in the corner playing the bongo dancing on it? And even if you're careful you'll hear sounds of jackhammers and car horns ... "
" I call this the "noise
" Because you have the feeling of an elephant. "
" I watch too much Sex & The City ... "He laughed and
then he started to sing ignoring it.
"Here I am ... want to go?"
"It 's already one step ... Eric Shepard tomorrow we HAMMERS accurate to 8.00 "
" uuh ... the guy to do well tonight? "
" Maybe you can offer me a glass of coca-cola "
He did not say anything else coming in and receiving outdated.



No time to sit down that the bell was ringing like crazy ... that sound to music, the incessant melody ... it was certainly his brother Jake.
"Enter ... we are at war you have all this frenzy?", His debut being in front of the little face-dog Jake.
"You gotta help me!" Had begun without noticing invitations to join in the chair and sat down on the ceiling that was in front of the sofa where Aida and Lucas were sitting.
"What if one may ask?"
"You must help me to win Molly"
"I? - Had rubbed my eyes - and how you think I can do?! Do not miss the opportunity to see mica "
" I know ... but I do not know, I'm not good with women "
" Maybe you should ask this here ... Casanova, "grinning and Lucas had indicated he had taken an elbow.



"I leave you to your nonsense ..." stood up and sluggish Jake had just robbed the place on the sofa next to Lucas, as she heard them confabulation melted my hair and put on his pajamas ... was tired of being with those boots, would start to warm a little later.
He washed his face and then came back into the living room where Lucas had lit a cigarette, contrary to what she liked.
"... Ehm ... I hate that cigarette smoke in the house!"
"Come on, just one!"
"We do not smoke it myself in my house, you got to smoke it?" He had seen
rolled his eyes to heaven, do one last shot and turn it off angrily.



"Well ... it is 'm late ... I salute you people! "Jake stood up from the sofa with a new smile on his face. For a moment he was sorry to be gone upstairs ... what the devil had told Lucas?! Of course ... because he changed woman with the same speed at which she changed underwear did not doubt his skills seducer.
"Hello Jake ..." gave him a kiss on the cheek before leaving that Lucas also greeted with a hearty pat on the shoulder.



And Jake was placed.
"This coca-cola?" Lucas looked at her with his usual crooked smile as he sat on the chair of the dining table.
"It's coming!", Had disappeared into the kitchen and returned with two full glasses.
"Tonight ... why were you silent?"
"Problems of rent ...."
"I still want to evict?"
"is not ... I wish it did."
"That means he has done? You are away from home? Since when? "
" Since yesterday afternoon ... "
" And sorry if I'm intruding ... but where did you sleep? "
" Art of the ... never mind! "Aida
sighed deeply from the first pull a pat on the head .
"You're an idiot!"
"Ouch, you hurt me ..."
"You deserve an idiot! May I ask why do not you tell me? "
" I did not grieve with my problems "



looked at him seriously ... this thing did not like at all ... know that without a roof over their head was certainly a source of concern for her and could not stand the fact that he did not gliel'avesse said. He and his mania to want to protect it from everything and everyone! Sure it was nice that he is so caring for her ... but wanted to know when he had problems.
In his little head was already sprung the idea: host until he found other accommodation. But one part was afraid ... of course, already practically lived with him, but to live was something else. He was a perfectionist and her untidy ...
What should he do?



*** SCENARIO A: THE HOST BY YOU
Lucas knows how? 17 years! How can you ignore his precarious condition?! He needs help and she should give it to them! Can not let him sleep under a bridge. After all, most already spend time together ... the only difference is that sleeping there too. Then it is not fixed but temporary accommodation until they find a place of her own.

SCENARIO B: NOT THE HOSTS.
Here demonstrate the true friends know ... that should offer hospitality but fears that their relationship may be affected. After all characters are opposites in terms of lifestyle. He ordered her disorder. Him early and you sleepyhead ... no, do not want to risk damaging that relationship that is so beautiful.
Ok, already living together in practice ... but live is different.
understand him without question.

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The day you see a Mondrian and think it's a Rubik's cube , Realize you're tired. Very
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adanay @ 2010-12-19T22: 02:00

is greeted with this schifossissimo (and very short on your luck) post René Castor. From the next pull just sighs of relief and go back to vote for Aida
= P Hope you enjoy!










One of those strange evenings ...
That damned air conditioning did not want to decide to work properly.
knocked with his open hand on the box that had an answer for puffy strange.
I had to decide to call a technician.
"Honey ... come and run here ... there is you that day that I had met Father Christmas ... then that was your father," the cheerful voice of my mother, Rene, had come from the small living room of my loft, I came back in with holding a tray full of mojito that Lucas had prepared, best friend forever ... forever playmate and pranks.
I looked at him tenderly as he threw on the couch between my brother, Jake, and the arm ... until he decided to come to me to hug me behind so I could get around the brushes I wore as a child.
It was a strange night ... dedicated to remembering the past, a dip between the memories and melancholy.
Mom was all excited and kept her father embraced on the couch while sipping a glass filled with ice that had just passed.



I reached to get one and lay down on the back. I loved my house! My mother is a bit 'less, he said that I could find a home closer to her and, above all, I could find it in a less infamous. Not that he was so infamous, nothing compared 5th Avenue ... but I liked it. It was like me: Vivid, dark, funny and messy.
The thoughts I had were driven away from the URL of my mother at the sight of a picture with my brother all my dirty ice cream.



My childhood was very happy ... I do not remember the first years of life, when my father was not there, when everyone thought he was dead ... my mother said it was an angel who watched over me, but had not gone so far from reality as it always was worried about me, although from a distance.
but I still remember the first time I saw him and mum, with tears in his eyes, told me that this man tall, handsome with dark hair, was my father.
I looked at him fascinated, but then, to that of my least, I had left to take from shyness and not utter a word with him ... except for the following days fall in love (so to speak) of my father over time.
Now is the figure of reference for me ... I love it!



was after a photo of my parents' marriage ... she was beautiful! Rene
shone its light on that day. They were married in that park where my father had given her appointment, dressed in white with flowers in her hair ... it was fantastic. And my father was as beautiful as ever.
I was small, just three years, to remember exactly ... but I remembered that day very well because he was happy to see them under the altar filled with fresh flowers and emit a sweet scent in the air.



A year later she was pregnant with Jake ... I had responded well to the news, I liked the idea of having a playmate ... and it was even though, in elementary school, I met Lucas and from then on we were inseparable.
Always together, whatever we had to do, wherever we were going. It was my second brother.
fact, there are several pictures of the three of us together.



One thing that was absolutely adored, in the winter evenings, to run both, me and my brother in the room of my parents and stay with them, the warmth and watch TV or play ... Dad was what we used to sweat most obviously forcing us to make us fly.
I still miss those times long gone.



The school had always been my Achilles heel ... I preferred to spend time with Lucas playing cops and robbers ... both wanted to join the CIA or FBI. Probably because I had always ammirrato dad and I wanted to follow in his footsteps. Jake however was never attracted to this work, has always preferred to work ... if there was a quieter computer and was even better in the end made her becoming a programmer for games. Assassin's Creed is the work he is most proud of.
But back to the times of the primary tasks were a tragedy ... and my mother was forced to Starmie on him constantly for me to fulfill my duties at school. The thing was obviously not acceptable to me as a child at play and to dream of becoming an FBI agent.



In all this Lucas has always been present in my life ...
During adolescence he had made of cooked and raw. He always gave me shoulder and I was same.
Everyone thought we were a couple and still happens.
But to me it almost bothered me ... precluded the possibility of being noticed by the girl I like ... although in the end, I could always see me in some way. And when things went wrong there was Lucas, ready to catch me.
Once, perhaps because by then everybody said, we tried to give us a kiss ... more for fun than for passion.
"Let's try ... maybe we like and we can put together!" He said ... I had simply nodded and I had extended to him ... we were kissing ... and then we had disconnected the air with disgust. No, absolutely not wrong.



We had a lot working together we went to do the course in the police ... he had even done what the Marines and I had followed shortly after.
It took years of training but in the end ... I realized my dream agent Aida Castor. CIA agent.