And then the white light. At last.
Hell, of course, pussy. If it was an impatient, there, in another neighborhood, justice would also be saturated, as on Earth. What I had believed? What was better than the others, who had to be tackled first? No, I had to respond when touched, and the entire world.
- So, you know, Manolo, "he said. From now on, be good. Not one complaint. Like when Teresa decided what were going to do on holiday, as well.
And I could move. Could walk by the hallway light, the bottom of which had a shadow.
Ah, yes, dammit, if the fund were right. It was pleasant, it was nice, after that, who the hell would want to come back to life? Why not walk. Well, yes he was, but as if on the moon, jumping four or five meters. So I jumped, I jumped very, very high, and when I floated to the top side of the tunnel no gave me a bump on the head, No: what went through my head like a cloud, and do you know what I saw then? A meadow. Above the tunnel there was a meadow, not goat droppings, or Appreciation rangers hiking. No, dammit, there were only women!
- Eh! "I called them.
saw how they turned, but I had time to see them well. So as to descend and get back to the tunnel floor flexes her legs, giving me more momentum, and this time not only peeped his head, no, I did already to her waist, and those aunts were watching me, and had scandal tits and some ass to why, and legs like hams, and they were ...
Sabrina Salerno! The sky was full of Sabrina!
- What are you doing here? I asked.
But give me time to listen, went back down.
was incredible. It was heaven for Muslims, but even better. There was no virgin tropecientasmil but tropecientasmil Sabrinas! In thong panties, naked, with leather jacket ... in all its forms! So I picked up momentum again and went back up and take their place again at the waist in a white bikini Sabrina and half a nipple out like in the video Boys, he said
- What do we do ...? Wait.
I went back down. And I went to take off, and got back.
- Me? Do I expect to me? Again
down in the tunnel. Up again in the sabrinería.
- Yes, "she said. So you know, Currat the interview.
Down. Above.
- What interview? Again
below. Volume boost. But no, this time I fail, and a voice says to me
- Stealer there, man.
And then, before you look, added:
- Miau.
And then I look and him, and what I see is a cat but standing like a man, or better yet, to see if they overshoot the comparison, like a cartoon cat. And he says
- That still there for, dammit!
And watch your white coat. And examine his blue eyes. And scrutinize their ears, one black and one white. And I say:
- Turn around.
And I obeyed, and the spine has a brown spot, as if someone had dropped a Cubata above. And I say:
- Damn ... but if you are the Sabrino. My cat Sabrino!
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