Her eyes widen at your response. She expected to have to translate, and of course, you will need to translate for her.I understood "heart" and "I am." There is a twinkle in her eyes, knowing the essence of what you are saying because the look in your eyes is hungry, ljubavi.
She is so focused on your voice and your face and the longing in your eyes that she startles at the knock on the door.
A moment, please! to the door
Darling, I must go. They are here to pick me up for the tour. I love you so. Her heart might burst with it.
Nope, no idea what that is
Ellen sat down on my love seat and I took the chair. Marjorie offered to make some drinks and disappeared into the kitchen, I listened to the clink of glasses as I chatted with Ellen, who looked around my place in wonder and constantly smoothed her dress over he legs and talked a bit nervously, as if trying to avoid any silence. I just looked at her and smiled and nodded as she talked about school and work and I thought she was very pretty and I wondered why Marjorie had brought her.
have you heard of something called "flair" I've tried to make it work at the dance club
Yeah, glad to be off work myself
"just got home, work was ok no issues there don't know what the evening might bring my way"
shudder
Until the wolf came back
Hey, how’s it going today?
Marjorie came by unexpectedly yesterday, buzzed my condo from the entrance, wanted to introduce me to her friend Ellen, no warning, I was uncertain what to do, just got out of the shower, but I buzzed them up and pulled on some shorts and a t shirt and let them in. Ellen was a patite young woman, barely out of her teens, Marjorie had mentioned her as being her summer student intern. She was pretty, slim, so young and dressed in one of those sundresses that are held by an elastic around the top of her chest. she was very nice, sweet kind of innocent, I invited them in.
slips in "hi Red"
Amazed
Seeya 🙋🙋
I see Butch. L8R. 💋
Of course he gets paid hes rich dr
Your words almost sing.And, happily, I have been studying! I can make out enough of them, enough of the time, that I can make at least a little sense out of what you say.
I know well how the languages of the heart can stir us.
I tell you, in my own first language, which of course you do not speak, either:
Your heart should be enough for me, but I am greedy.
Toby gives me a checkup twice a year.
Well, not as a gift, insurance pays
Drs not the angels they pretend to be
Ah toby the dr.. well ask him
Bets he goes fancy club before heading home