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them　sitting　on　a　bench　in　park；　listening　to　a　Mets　game　in　the　portable　radio　and　a　copy　

of　weeks　studying　the　Daily　News　that　he　had　found　in　the　trash。　He　was　a　writer；　he　said；　

but　Dan　has　not　seen　any　proof。　
…　Got　grape…Lyle　said。　Had　bed　the　gray　hair　on　the　bald　and　wore　a　mustard…yellow　

sweater；　brown　wool　trousers　and　a　white　Nike　shoes。　There　was　injured　in　the　neck；　where　he　

cut　while　shaving。　It　was　difficult　to　look　at　it　means　。…　Hi；　Danielson！　
…　Oi。　…　said　Dan　Lyle　always　add　some　flourishes　to　the　name　of　the　people。　Probably　he　

thought　it　was　hilarious；　but　Dan　did　not　see　any　funny　about　it。　
Rufus　took　the　grapes　and　threw　to　Dan　
…　Put　some　of　those　in　there　too…ordered　it。　
…　Fine　。…　suspicious；　Dan　got　a　few　of　the　bag　and　placed　in　the　sauce。　By　this　time　he　

could　play　one　of　the　Marx　cc？s　there　that　nobody　would　notice。　Marx　was　his　obese　cat；　

which　was　now　esparramado　on　the　kitchen　table；　between　a　blade　and　a　huge　disk　of　parmesan　

cheese。　
While　Rufus　and　Lyle　were　in　the　room　choosing　a　vinyl　collation　of　Rufus；　Dan　mexou　the　

sauce　with　the　wobbly　hand；　wondering　how　exactly　it　should　refer　the　matter　sex　with　

Vanessa。　He　told　her　he　wanted　it　to　be　organic；　but　who　was　he　kidding？　Now　just　what　was　

wanted　it　to　end　quickly；　so　that　it　could　re…write；　because　he　was　sick　of　watching　the　

bloquinho　with　black　and　white　head　as　empty　as　the　sheet　of　paper。　
Dan　moved　the　sauce　ever　faster；　until　the　red　tomato　paste　overflowed　the　edge　of　the　pot。　

He　would　simply　have　to　talk　about　crack　and　hoped　that　Vanessa　not　Risse　him。　
v　is　in　the　right　place　at　the　wrong　time　

Vanessa　should　already　be　in　the　home　of　Dan；　but　had　all　the　equipment　loaded　film　j　

her；　and　was　a　quarry　…　first　in　the　L　subway　line　in　Williamsburg　for　14　and　then　west　on　

the　line　and　for　the　Central　Park　…　and　the　afternoon　was　so　beautiful　that　it　would　be　a　

shame　not　something　while　filming　was　in　the　street。　Snowy　had　the　night　before　and　the　

paths　of　the　park　were　frozen　and　slippery。　The　path　of　the　frozen　lake；　Vanessa　wanted　to　

put　the　new　Victoria's　Secret　underwear　in　the　bag　instead　be　using　the　clothes　underneath。　

The　rent　seemed　cold　skin　and　was　scratching　everywhere　wrong。　
After　the　lake　had　a　huge　oak；　the　branches　fall　with　pendants　of　ice。　Vanessa　picked　up　the　

camera　in　the　box。　I　could　film　the　pendants　and　use　them　in　the　opening　credits　of　the　film　

essay　about　New　York。　What　nice　way　to　introduce　the　film。　For　a　moment；　people　think　that　

had　been　run　in　a　serene　rural　area。　Then　it　cut　to　something　distinctly　urban；　and　shippers　

of　beef　carcasses　bloody　landing　on　West　Street。　
She　lost　time　with　the　lens；　trying　to　close　one　of　the　pendants　and　then　back　to　an　

overview。　Seemed　a　little　National　Geographic　do　it　otherwise。　Dan　always　said　that　she　

needed　to　take　more　action　in　films；　but　insisted　that　Vanessa　movie　was　exactly　as　poetry。　

Nothing　had　to　happen　necessarily；　just　had　to　feel　something。　
And　while　Vanessa　was　standing　in　the　snow　on　the　shores　of　the　frozen　lake；　trying　to　

capture　the　beauty　of　the　perfect　moment　and　pendants　of　ice；　she　finally　felt　one　thing：　a　

black　thong　ass　in　the　freezing　of　ine。　
That　afternoon；　Nate　had　led　Jenny　to　see　the　matinee　of　The　nutcracker　at　Lincoln　Center。　

It　was　exactly　as　Nate　remember；　with　the　huge　Christmas　tree　and　the　amazing　size　fighting　

in　mice。　Jenny　was　sitting　amazed；　fascinated　by　the　music；　the　scenery；　costumes　and　

dancers　…　especially　the　Fairy　Sugar。　The　heart　of　it　was　about　to　explode　in　the　end；　when　

Clara　and　her　nutcracker　prince　go　to　heaven　in　a　sleigh　pulled　by　horses。　
Then　Jenny　and　Nate　should　follow　straight　to　her　house　for　dinner　to　Rufus；　but　there　was　a　

more　perfect　to　destroy　an　afternoon　walk　than　go　to　the　home　of　the　father；　who；　with　his　

shirt　that　was　pouring　in　the　kitchen　rum　and　a　bottle　of　ketchup　economic　size　in　a　pan。　

Nate　was　so　perfect　all　day；　holding　her　hand　and　pointing　to　the　preferred　shares　of　the　

ballet。　Until　the　appearance　of　it　was　perfect；　of　Cashmere　in　gray　jacket　and　blue　shirt　to　

winkle。　
So；　instead；　Jenny　decided　to　go　home　by　the　longest　path　through　Central　Park。　
When　reached　the　path　to　the　lake　in　boats；　it　took　Nate's　hand　and　shook。　Their　black　boots　

of　suede　soles　had　a　smooth　and　She　slipped　in　the　ice。　Now　that　was　no　longer　distracted　by　

the　ballet；　she　could　not　fail　to　understand　the　strange　sensation　of　irritation　in　the　ass。　

In　silence　she　reminded　herself　to　relax　…　not　stuck　with　the　panties；　I　was　just　using　the　

new　thong。　
The　free　hand　of　Nate　was　locked　in　the　bag　of　weed　in　the　pocket　of　the　jacket　of　wool；　

keeping　it　warm。　There　was　nothing　worse　than　frozen　grass。　It　is　all　soaked　and　made　a　

tremendous　smoke　when　you　light　up。　He　wanted　to　turn　so　they　left　the　ballet；　but　there　was　

something　surreal　and　beautiful　diving　in　the　snow　in　the　sun　and　the　heat　of　the　hand　of　

his　that　Jenny　did　not　bother　to　tighten　one。　He　just　wanted　to　talk。　
…　You　have　a　bag　to　go　to　Maine　tomorrow　…　he　said。　…　But　I　finished　my　proposal　for　the　

university；　then　you'll　be　good　to　go　to　a　peaceful　place。　My　interviewer　at　Brown　said　they　

have　a　nice　new　course　called　Studies　of　Science　and　Technology。　I　was　thinking　that；　if　

there；　I　could　draw　boats　as　part　of　my　graduation。　
Jenny　based；　concentrated　in　the　feet。　She　did　not　want　Nate　travel　tomorrow。　I　wanted　to　

make　it　to　college；　too。　
The　lake　was　in　sight　now。　In　spring；　Nate　liked　being　in　the　gazebo；　hit　one　and　look　at　

the　ducks　swimming　and　filhotinhos　there。　The　lake　is　now　pletely　frozen。　Maybe　they　

could　walk　up　to　him。　
…　It　is　strange　…　he　continued。　…　At　this　time　last　year；　I　knew　exactly　where　would　the　

next　year：　here；　in　the　city；　going　to　school　and　zanzando　with　friends；　as　it　always　did。　

But　I　have　no　idea　where　I　will　be　next　year。　It　is　very　crazy。　
Jenny　turned　to　look　at　Nate；　asking　himself　as　he　react　if　she　told　you　right　now　that　

loved　him。　The　face　of　the　cold　it　was　pink；　and　the　tip　of　the　ears　adorable　and　perfect。　

He　was　so　beautiful　that　Jenny　was　willing　to　scream　when　he　looked　for。
…　I'm　using　dental　floss…Jenny　dropped　before　it　could　contain　it。　She　started　walking　

faster。　Do　not　believe　you　said　that！　
…　Wait。　What？　…　Nate　accelerated　the　step　to　acpany　it。　Neither　had　heard　what　she　said。
Jenny　dropped　his　hand。　
…　I'm　using　dental　floss！　…　She　exclaimed；　now　a　little　higher。　Then　she　laughed　and　started　

running；　slipping　and　sliding　up　the　hill　by　the　lake　frozen。　
Nate　heard　this　time。　He　dropped　the　bag　and　began　running　after　her。　
…　Hey！　Querro　I　see　that　thong！　…　He　shouted　with　voice　vampire。　
Jenny　winch　and　continued　to　run。　Her　eyes　grow　damp　and　the　cold　breath　was　stuck　in　the　

throat。　
Nate　chased　across　the　ice　covered　with　snow；　where　the　feet　of　Jenny　skulk　underneath　it；　

falling　estatelada　under　a　large　oak　adorned　with　long　pendants　of　ice　crystal。　He　threw　it　

up　as　a　pump　and　
two　rolled；　breathless　and　laughing　grudando　snow　in　hair。　
Nate　Jenny　turned　face　down　and　pulled　the　coat　it。　
…　Let　me　see；　let　me　see！　…　He　shouted；　holding　a　pair　of　black　velvet　Jenny　from　behind　and　

pulling　them　down　to　have　a　glimpse　of　butt　naked。　
…　Wait！　…　Jenny　yelled；　laughing　and　winches。　She　closed　his　eyes　hard；　unable　to　hold　any　

longer。　Hold　on。　Nate；　I　love　you。　
Nate　was　stopped　for　a　moment；　absorbing　the　information。　
Then；　instead　of　it　will　e；　kiss　her　and　say　that　I　loved　her；　he　blew　a　loud　and　

bonitinhas　the　pink　cheeks　of　her　ass　and　then　turned　back；　exhaled　clouds　of　hot　air　to　the　

cold　blue　sky。　
Jenny　was　estatelada　for　a　few　seconds；　catching　my　breath。　Then　he　put　the　foot　and　

arranged　the　clothes。　
I　was　happy　to　have　finally　spoken；　but　it　would　have　been　more　cool　if　Nate　said　the　same　

thing。　He　should　have　said　〃I　love　you〃　and　then　taken　in　a　horse　sleigh　to　the　land　of　

nuncca。　
But　just　what　Nate　did　was　make　a　bang…of…mouth　in　the　ass　naked　Jenny。　
…　You　are　not　using　the　underwear　with　the　sail；　are　you？　…　She　asked　full　of　hope；　trying　

to　keep　the　game　
as　it　had　begun。　
…　I　know　there。　…　Nate　unfasten　the　belt。　Arriou　his　trousers　to　the　hips。　Chess…blue。　

Sorry。　
…　OK　…　Jenny　responded　quickly；　pulling　jacket　around　the　body。　…　Hey　…　she　said；　changing　

the　subject。　…　Go　to　the　statue　of　Romeo　and　Juliet。　It　is　my　favorite　and　is　on　the　way。　
Nate　spent　much　time　in　the　park；　but　had　no　idea　what　she　was　talking　about。　
…　What　statue　of　Romeo　and　Juliet？　
Jenny　rub　your　hands　with　your　hands。　
…　Forget　lá。Vou　show　you　when　we　arrive。　
…Are　you　cold？　…　Nate　asked；　based　on　the　elbows　and　taking　her　hand。　…　e　here。　Jenny　

hesitated　for　a　second　and　then　lowered。　Nate　pulled　up　to　him　and　passed　it　underneath　the　

arms　of　his　jacket；　kissing　the　forehead　and　then　each　of　her　cheeks　pink　and　cold。　She　

spent　the　lips　on　his　chin　and　could　not　resist　saying　again。　Maybe；　just　maybe；　he　had　not　

heard　the　first　time。　
…I　love　you　…　she　whispered。　
This　time　Nate　had　to　respond。　He　was　embraced　with　her　and　Jenny　looked　in　his　eyes　green　

with　its　large　brown　eyes；　waiting。　
And　they　had　just　finished　watching　the　nutcracker；　the　love　of　God；　it　was　a　love　story；　in　

case　you　do　not　remember。　
…　I　love　you　too　…　he　muttered。　
After　they　kissed　for　a　long　time。　The　red　hat　of　Jenny　fell　and　its　dark…brown　curls　fell　

on　his　face；　hiding　it。　
But　not　very　well。　
Dan　said　to　Vanessa　that　films　it　needed　more　action。　Well；　here　was　finally　some　action。　

Yes；　the　icicle　were　excellent；　superb。　But　how　many　times　you　via　a　woman　with　the　butt　out　

in　the　snow？　How　many　times　have　you　by　a　guy　totally　tidy　arriando　pants　in　the　full　light　

of　day　in　the　middle　of　winter？　And　how　many　times　you　via　a　couple　rolls　in　the　same　coat　

in　the　frozen　lake　in　the　middle　of　the　city's　busy　world？　If　Vanessa　had　at　least　one　

helicopter；　and　she　would　have　shot　over　the　path；　up　until　then　that　the　couple　were　just　a　

tip　in　the　middle　of　the　grid　of　Manhattan。　But　she　had　no　helicopter；　then　would　have　to　be　

creative　in　the　assembly。　Best　of　all　was　that　she　had　not　given　a　full　zoom　on　the　face　of　

the　couple；　then　they　could　be　anyone　of　any　age　…　you　with　your　boyfriend　or　your　

grandmother　with　her　boyfriend。　It　was　pure　poetry；　rough　and　beautiful。　She　could　barely　

wait　to　show　Dan　
Wait。　Will　it　do　so　before　or　after　to　show　him　what　it　has　under　the　collar　rulê　black　wool　

skirt　and　black？　

Ia　isla　bonita　

The　Isle　of　IaPaix　resort　on　the　island　of　St。　Barts；　it　was　the　kind　of　place　where　are　the　

celebrities　who　want　to　hide　the　women　and　middle…aged　society　in　New　York　who　want　to　and　

recover　from　a　plastic　surgery。　Unless　someone　is　or　know　someone；　you　can　not　stay　there。　

But　by　coincidence　Cyrus　Rose；　the　stepfather　of　Blair；　had　a　builder　who　had　done　the　

resort；　and　so　the　three　villages　that　he　and　Blair　reserved　for　mother　of　the　family　were　

the　best　of　all。　The　village　of　Blair　and　Serena　had　a　deck　surrounding　the　house　which　

could　see　the　resort's　pool；　where　women　over　forty　years　with　surgically　enhanced　breasts　

and　thighs　surgically　reduced　lie　in　hammocks　using　sunglasses　and　huge　loop　without　JEANS　；　

pretending　to　read　magazines　while　taking　a　French　fashion　drunk　with　rum　punch　in　the　

house。　
One　of　the　women　had　a　small　Bichon　emphasizes；　and　even　the　dog　was　wearing　sunglasses。　

Across　the　deck；　they　could　see　the　stretch　of　perfect　white　sand　beach；　where　women　were　

taking　more　new　sun　of　topless　and　men　velejavam　lightly　in　the　windsurfing　boards；　

pretending　not　to　see。　The　sea　was　so　clear　and　in　a　tone　of　blue…green　that　seemed　so　

perfect　false。　
Serena　is　seated　on　the　porch；　smoking　a　Gitane　and　browsing　the　French　Elle；　hoping　that　

Blair　got　it　before　finding　the　other　in　the　dining　room　for　a　late　lunch。　She　had　washed　

her　hair；　which　fell　on　the　shoulders　and　naked　on　the　back　of　his　top　yellow　Diane　von　

Fursten