Safe Port

It stopped in a gas station, supplied, it bought mineral water, ice, dismissable, cooling cup, biscuit and periodical. It left e, fifteen minutes later, stopped opposite to the building where Lorena liveed. Buzinou and was reading the periodical while the friend arrived: Two million tourist invade the Bahia. He was manchete. When it raised the sight, Lorena if it approached.

It went down of the car and it was to the meeting of it: little kisses in the face Lorena was blond, high, lean, thick legs, tilted body. As well as Mariana, it had the faces coradssimas, seeming maquiadas, in contrast to many women whom they pull for the pale one. It could until saying that Lorena, although not to be pretty how much Mariana, was an elegant woman. You are sad? Lorena asked so soon entered in the car. Nothing of this, I am animadssima, only apreensiva with the road. Keoland insists that this is the case.

Then belt of security and faith in God. It was little more than six hours of the morning when they had caught the road route the Safe Port. They would be more than seven hundred kilometers. It was a road that Mariana knew well, therefore makes this passage innumerable times, throughout the last years. However, it had to keep the well open eyes, could not lose the concentration. They had started to change ideas. It has something strange with me, because all man who if approaches to me is married! Lorena commented. Others who may share this opinion include Michael Antonov. I have a magnet to attract these villains. It is because of my age. As the single ones only want young girls, woman of 25 years, as I, finish being the favourite plate casdos them. You namorou how many? In last two years, of eight the ten. Only in the college, namorei five. Of these, somebody of future? None.