Saint Bernerd Cross Newfoundland Dog

"Great! Daniel Gindraux, 2002, detective fiction, Chapter 7.

CHAPTER 7

night, fidgeted on a girl's body. He looked at his face, but could not say whether it was that the other day or Grenoble. The girl indulged in his desires, clinging to his body roared, breathing oscillation, a little blonde or a brunette, he did not know. He did not know. His bed, his shower, his wife and another woman. Lots of women, stack, to identify, align as the army, and to wait. Trying to make them cry, make them sick at heart, not caring, having no opinion. A life in turmoil with his wishes, his desires, that take and give nothing. Rather, believe that a man like him can give, to offer her body for cuddles, touching untold kisses offered free gifts, her body shaped cake icing sugar, each woman has the opportunity touching once in his life. A vow made by redundancy and gained prosperity depends on its authorization, its law and its everyday desires. The handsome and strong. Being master. **

Fasi worked all day without taking breaks. He thought Eleanor. His work became his libido. He labored to forget. Yet the man did not even late. At noon he ate his sandwich and four hours he drank his coffee while reading the newspaper. At six o'clock it was preparing to leave. He kept his place. Berger came against him, he saw it coming. - How are you Fasi? Good? Usually, to this hour, Berger came to him and leave files behind. The woman had to go and Fasi remained to finish the job. But that day, she had other intentions. - Yes! - By the way! Claire, we go eat at St. Michel. You come with us? Surprise! It was the first time! Berger was serious. They were not kidding. Claire had surely leave her boyfriend. She wanted out. They also thought Fasi. For the second time! It was not too soon. Fasi was able to leave the center of Paris with two women. He dared not refuse! - Yes! Why not! - So you end up thirty six hours in the parking lot. Claire came to work by car. Thirty minutes later the three people found themselves towards the car. Fasi was getting into. During the journey, the two women discussed without noticing the man. Claire herded quite a distance from Saint-Michel. Despite the cold, they marched peacefully to the restaurant. Berger chose a Greek restaurant. They sat at a table in the center of the dining room. The server knew Berger. Another successful meeting! They ordered the dinner menu. - You've finally left! You'll finally be able to live! - Do not talk like that! It was not as defects. In the story, Fasi felt useless. He listened, and nothing else. Shepherd rejoiced at this new misfortune. Claire always dared not believe it. They savored a bottle of Greek wine. Coffee, the tongue was loosened. Fasi began to participate in the discussion. They ordered a liqueur. The server offered them coffee. He invested in equities Berger. Fasi would pay the entire bill, but the women intervened. Colleagues, everyone pays their share. About eleven o'clock they left the restaurant. Berger had organized the evening. She knew a club nearby. Claire did not dare refuse. Ten minutes later they reached the club. Obviously, the bouncer knew Berger. The praise of man to the woman clearly reveals that intimate relationship had assembled. She nevertheless presented his two colleagues. Ten minutes later they Berger unearthed a table. The atmosphere began to be moved. A small room very dark. Later they decided to order a bottle of whiskey. Berger left to greet the world. The brunette began to burst. She moved her ass the very cute! Fasi served Claire. They were alone. - So it's over! - Fasi Yes! But I regret nothing. I do likelihood of revival Never! - It's your choice! Claire had a hard time getting into the mood. She was not out for two years. Man took his figure of the torturer. Berger encouraged to take the step to get out. Claire the second glass clears his thoughts. She was bored and wanted to talk. Fasi service rendered. The man could not be definitely set the mood. Yet tubes discos circulating in people's minds. - He tied me in bed! He asked me to do ... while watching football matches. - I sympathize! - The bastard! Fasi had nothing to say to that. He wanted to kiss her. Take her in his arms, but she talked like we talk about cars. The situation was comical. He drank his glass just watching the girls pass him. Thirty minutes later Berger rejoined the group. She apologized for her absence. She had had a drink and was also tipsy. Fasi he filled a glass. They made healthy. Claire took place at the center. The two women resumed their discussion. Fasi sought nothing but clear, without really realizing it, his legs stuck to his. Fasi even felt embarrassed. He saw the hour approached. The time for flowers. Later he went to relieve himself. When he found his Instead, Claire had disappeared. Berger expected. He had no other choice but to speak. - The evening is going well? - Well! And for you? Berger wanted to have fun. She smiled at Fasi. A new confidant moved into the house. It was a good sign! - So! Claire you like her? - Yes! It is to my taste. - And me! I please you? Berger had been drinking. She teased. - Yes! I like you! You're my taste! - So You like blondes and brunettes! - Yes! Berger laughed. She put her hand on the leg Fasi. Found his glass. Finished his whiskey. Fasi filled the glasses measure. The room was full. The atmosphere was in full swing. Claire danced in the center of the runway. She thus avoided the bottom of a bottle. Berger approached gently Fasi. She searched for words, but nothing came to him. Fasi patient the best time to attack. In fact, he waited for the opportunity. He did not care if the girl was blonde or brunette! Fasi later Berger offered to go dancing. She refused! She relied on his alcohol abuse. Claire sat down. She seemed out of breath! Perspiration dripping down his shot made it really attractive. Fasi wanted to kiss him, he expected it. Time span, yet few drinks and the game was won. Fasi filled the glasses. Berger suddenly rose. She returned to the entrance. The doorman called. It had something to ask! Claire asked him to lower doses. Yet the bottle was crumbling. Fasi was healthy. He approached. Claire took a sip. She began to understand his game Given the prolonged absence of Berger, Fasi approached Claire. The girl drank the whole glass nicely. She thought. She hesitated. Fasi then realized what time it was enthusiasm for life. Almost a moment of glory! - I come back! - Yes! Of course! This reflection Fasi unexpected surprise. It reads suddenly. A few seconds later she got up. Why? Yet the atmosphere was catchy. But she decided to leave. She must surely go to the bathroom! Fasi thought! But Claire took a different direction. She walked to the bar and landed a man who seemed to be alone. Claire had certainly spotted a long time! From the outset, it appeared. The man offered him a drink. She accepted with joy. She smiled to the fullest. She seemed pleased and happy! Fasi then decided to go to the bathroom. He took his time. When he returned the chair was still empty! He sat down and finished his glass. Claire laughed. The man advantage. Fasi finished his drink quietly. It was time for him to return. But Berger came out of nowhere. She sat down. - Or is it? - At the bar! - Ah! Berger observed the bar. She saw Claire and her new friend. The man had the pace. Handsome, well-hung. Claire had good taste! The same values it! - She knows? - I do not think so! At this point, Fasy wondered whether he should attack Berger. The girl had more than getting drunk. She wanted to talk. A new opportunity emerged. But man, with his recent failure in the legs, gradually mummified. Berger hesitated a long time. She was watching Claire. Surely not to confront the eyes Fasi. - She met him on the dance floor? - No! I think not! - She met him like that then? - It seems to me! - It does not interfere with the child! Berger had changed. Earlier she was laughing and having fun. But now she resumed her life as a serious woman. This situation was becoming embarrassing! The austere colleague stared at her. Fasi did not know what to do! He finished his drink. He also looked to the bar. Berger inspecting the situation. She watched the dance floor. Stared at a lot of faces. As if it sought someone! A few minutes later she turned to Fasi. - You will excuse me two minutes, I'm off soon to the bar and come back. - Yes! Sure. But Fasi expected. Berger was a dream! Even drunk, he did not like him. What a pity! The man suddenly felt very alone. For what little he wanted to serve a nightcap. But he did not want to make it even more ridiculous. Berger found his girlfriend. Claire introduced his man. At this point Fasi wanted to go. Even if he was going to dance, he knew this harvest useless. It was not a fisherman, much less a hunter. This predator could not even finish the leftovers. Even if he tried to search the trash, they might deny him access. The man was crying! This summer he was leaving for Phuket. There the sun rises earlier. Two minutes later Berger returned. She kept her promise! - Good night Fasi! I come! Maximus, the bouncer, ended earlier tonight. He wants me to visit his new Jacuzzi. The liar! He lives in an apartment of thirty square meters! - Good night Berger! She had fun. Fasi forced himself to smile! Between friends, what kind joke had to be normal. She probably thought he kissed too. What gourd! She went. The bouncer looked. She joins him. The man seized him by the waist and kissed her. He sought Fasi, this attitude prevailed. A few minutes later Fasi finished the bottle. He finished his last drink in ten minutes. Alcohol wandered through his veins. The brain seemed unreachable. Later, when he got up, Claire joins him. The bitch! She watched. - You want me to introduce you to Jack? It is great that guy! After he invites us home. He moved a photography studio in his apartment. Hold on! Fasi had only to his home. Tomorrow he plans to install an art gallery in his apartment. He got rid of room and installed the new art deco chandeliers. Hold on! Modernity! - No! Excuse me! I get home. Good night and Monday. - It's your choice! So good night Fasi! Claire enthused. She understood! The ball was not an idiot!

Building A Balsa Bridge

"Great! Daniel Gindraux, 2002, detective fiction, Chapter 6.



CHAPTER 6

Fasi morning woke up at his usual time. He showered and dressed. He left ten minutes later. The apartment of Eleanor seemed calm. She had certainly slept well. Fasi, before leaving, wanted him to sign. But he refrained. The girl was still sleeping. It was perhaps watching television. It had not committed suicide. Surely not! Fasi was thinking of a pressure drop. Nothing to it! A slowdown. The girl had to go back, this perspective was inevitable. Fasi had more time before him. It could very well say hello. He never missed his coffee in a bar-tabac. Nothing to it! The door remained closed. Fasi had only to ring. The daughter could open it and invite him for coffee. She could thank him. A significant approach! Fasi remained a few seconds before the door. He hesitated to push the doorbell. But the invisible powers prohibited. Her modesty. Stage fright. His body trembled not yet. But frankly it felt he had to leave her alone. He thought back after work. This measure would be the best. The girl was not reluctant to find him. At day's end, hearts open. Eleanor could more easily let go.

** The following morning, Marius rose without bitterness. He showered. The girl was still asleep. A new girl crossing. Out, the girl awoke. A very pretty girl, very young. She waited in the bed. - Are you nervous? - Not at all! Marius dressing. He had to leave. - Then just sleep a little longer. It is only five hours. - I offer myself to whoever I want, want it! - Thanks! The girl had not wake up. Marius did not reply. He picked up his affairs, saluted and left the girl home.
Fifteen minutes later he was drinking his coffee at the station in the east. He did not speak, look, observe. Behind the windows, the sun began to rise. Few cars, few passers-by. Behind his back, street cleaners and employees of the railways were drinking their coffee. While Marius was upset, but he never in any cause. Drinking his coffee and watch the world pass before him. Inexpressible bitterness. Perhaps to Olivier. Olivier shabby, the misfire. The excluded from society. Whoever says he kisses, but who does not. Lies all day long. Burglaries shabby. Enthusiasm loser. Came the second coffee, and the third. An hour later he decided to leave. He borrowed the subway to the defense. One morning meaningless. Silence! In defense, as the doors were open, they entered a hall still empty. Some stores stay. Passers-by hurrying to work and scanners already at work. Since he had no ambition, from the second level, he observed a moment first. He stayed about a quarter of an hour, and he decided to go toward the Blue Side. Five minutes Later, he moved to the counter. Bar empty. The server tried to clean the tables on the terrace. Marius left to do, and on his return, he entered into conversation. - Do you know Olivier? The server was very young, but he had already used to this kind of clientele. A frail man, who avoided linger. - Oliver! It is still early you know. It will surely come. Marius did not reply, he turned to the lobby.
Twenty minutes later he ordered a coffee. He drank it slowly. He had just returned to the center of the bar, a small voice interrupted. Daniel was ... - Hi Marius! Initially he did not intend to cause, but nevertheless he turned on his little head. - Daniel got a problem? It is true that Marius measured forty-two centimeters taller than he. The ideal situation to win ... - Yeah! - And why? - Olivier is in jail! It was not a surprise! Marius did not care. - And why? Before answering, Daniel hesitated. It is true that man was shy, but he forced himself. - Ben! Because! When he opened the door, a dog jumped on him. - Oh! Admit that Marius had more ... - And ... Marius looked always high. - What! You think I abandoned? Daniel dared not answer. - Ben plays little head. In trying to open the door, Olivier received an electric shock. It was yelled at and I left. Little Daniel seemed really small. - I know! - Oh yes! - Yes, because two minutes later, he again shouted. I ran, and the room I saw the dog bite his hand. Seeing me, the dog rushed at me. So I snuck a jog and I closed the gate behind me before he could catch me. Marius laughed. He was leaning on the counter while Daniel did not have the chance. - And do not you think it's a lousy your boyfriend? - I do not know! Marius looked down. - Ben I tell you that yes! And from now, you're my new teammate. Included! Little did not dare answer him. - And otherwise, you know the girl he kisses all the time? - I do not know! - You never know nothing now! Little did order a coffee. - Who is it? Since the server was before him, Daniel commanded, and he resumed gently. - I do not know. There's a lot you know! - I know that. But the closer? - Surely the artist who works with bucket. Marius did not know the name. He asked ... - Who is this thing? - An anarchist artist. Joel bucket, you do not know? - No! - It's entarteur! Marius was not stupid. On hearing this word, his spirit returned. - The entarteur! And urges the world to him? The boy was ashamed to speak. He had just received his coffee. - No! But every month he arrived in Paris a star forms flakes in the capital. The great interested ... - And when the next time? - This afternoon! Since a new misfortune forced itself upon his person, he stooped a little. - And you lot? - Ten. - It's interesting that! Marius had become so debased, that it almost touched his ear to Daniel. - Aside from that, he worked for or the girl he is here every day?
Daniel was very ashamed, but it nevertheless indicates the name of the girl. Marius then lifted her back. The strong man! Daniel swallowed his cup. - Well! So I'm going to say hello! The boy did not answer him. Without waiting, Marius darted. He left the bar, down the first floor and walked toward the giant Casino. The store had just opened. The cashiers were preparing their seats. Vendors filled the shelves and customers first penetrated. A ridiculous number. When Marius announced himself at the entrance, the supervisor noticed, but he dared not deny him access. Because, let's face it, Marius was in a hurry. He walked fast and did not worry about anything. He does not use baskets and entered without waiting. Disastrous approach and look straight ahead. Departments came to vegetables. Marius slows to tomatoes. He took one in his hand, and felt rested. While his outfit was not good figure, but he did not care. Several customers were watching, and behind, the supervisor had decided to follow him. After the tomatoes, he passed the dairy. There, a safe approach. The man in possession of an indescribable beauty. It is difficult to say whether at that moment he realized that the supervisor followed him, but on reaching the end of the store, he turned to his left, and a dozen yards away, before the slaughter, he 's stopped. - There she is Julie? No customer waited patiently at the counter. Two butchers displayed their meat on the shelves and a daughter was helping. The supervisor joined them. Faced with the request, the two butchers rose. The girl turned, but the supervisor replied. - Excuse me sir! Marius did not turn to the man but continued to look straight ahead. As his name was called, the girl replied ... - Yes it's me! The girl was young and beautiful. She seemed embarrassed. Marius said ... - There is a problem! One can argue? Certainly, the atmosphere was very strange. But the conviction with which Marius wanted to talk with the girl, avoided the supervisor to intervene. The girl said ... - Why? What problem? Marius looked into her eyes. - It's Oliver! Certainly she knew Olivier, but certainly not well enough to look at its problems. Emotion misnomer. But seeing that three of his colleagues looked at her, she had to react. A little scrounging happiness. - Ben come! We'll talk outside. She then turned to his colleagues. - I will not be long! At this point, the supervisor would react, but on seeing the embarrassment of the girl, he avoided all about. The girl walked along the counter and walked out the enclosure. Marius followed. She then invited to follow. They walked to the exit. She opened it, they went out, and behind, a room filled with empty bigots expose the backside of a decor store. - What do you want? The girl knew Oliver. She knew very well his associates. She did not want to discuss. Marius shut the door behind him and stared. - Olivier told me about you! The girl did not care really. As he had nothing to tell him she wanted to return to work, but Marius prevented him from leaving. - Will Go away! I'm still losing my job. You could not blame the girl to have the face of a fucker. It should be part of the small area of defense, but come interfere with her work, bored more than anything else. - No! Wait! Look at me! Marius had caught him by the collar. She wanted to scream. Struggle. But this perspective it was prohibited. You could hear it. However, she raised her face to the man. - I am the best friend of Marius! - So what! - Come! We'll kiss! - You're crazy! The girl was afraid. She wanted to finish. But the man was too powerful. As the girl looked at him, he wrapped it suddenly. He lifted her by the waist and carried her to the bottom of the chamber. Behind a stack of bigots. The room was ten meters by ten. In pressing his body against the wall, the girl always wanted to flee, but the temptations of girls infidels saw daylight. A dark room and a man. Why not! Because she grew calmer, Marius did not wait. He began by kissing. She gave him the opportunity. Vint touching. Usual! A kiss on the mouth. A kiss on the ball. Wandering hands of a few small roar, and the girl he opened his fly. Around them, a wonderful silence was gathering. Black! All black! Empty of bigots and some lovely scent. As Marius could see, the girl was very enterprising. She lifted her skirt, and without waiting, he could stick his raw material between her legs. Came from the small Cree acute. Tenderness sought ... After the first rains, Marius calmed down a bit and tried to work nicely. But the girl urged him to finish. She thundered her buttocks as soon as possible. From quick! But Marius loved it! The roar and bigots ready to fall. A few minutes later, as he was closing, the door opened. He turned toward her without stopping. Between two stacks of bigots, he could see the build of a girl. A colleague. In her virtue, she looked for a moment, and just moved it finally announced himself. - Julie! We need you to come. The supervisor did not want to see it in the store.

** Two hours of the afternoon, Marius entered the bar Of Three Olives. The hotel was located a few blocks from the Place Vendome. A tobacco bar like so many others. Small ladies drank their coffee, men drank their glasses, two servers, a friendly atmosphere, and the back of the room, seated at a table, little Daniel was talking with a group of young people. Marius approached it. Daniel never saw that when his girth wrapped them. - Ah! Excuse me! I present to you Marius! There were three young men, a girl, a camera placed beside them, two cameras on the table, two cartons pies, and at the heart of the famous bucket seemed to give his instructions. The man must have spent fifty years. A small balding, big belly and a child of mine heart. Marius shook hands with all these folks, and Bucket intervened. - Want incrustation? - Of course! Marius sat ... - Well! So I'm going back. The man had drawn the characters with glasses. - The taxi will stop at fifteen meters from the hotel lobby. It will land behind the columns in order to pass unnoticed. Patrick and Francis, you'll stay back to film us. Once the star starts to walk, me and Stephen, we run toward it. The man pushed two glasses. Marius intervened. - And us. Now what? The old bucket seemed embarrassed. He raised his head to Marius. - Ben! Today we work with two pies. But Marius wished more ... - Well! Ben as this is the first time I work with you. I'll throw a pie! A mute himself among the crowd. Other young people did not really seem to appreciate. This rule does not appear to be part of their manners. Bucket said ... - Well I do not know! In principle, it is the turn of Stephen. He turned to Stephen. A young fairly discreet man, pretty quiet. - Me I do not care! Why not last! The young seemed to really care. The student wanting to have fun kind. Godet ... - Ben voila! Why not last!
Outside, Marius received his card. He opened it to check the sauce, and closed the lid. The other characters were checking their material. Daniel held a camera in his hand. A group of innocents. When all were ready, not wrapped up the bucket. Behind Marius approached the girl to talk a little. A little innocent, but a bit too studious to blow up the evening by a stranger. She said, however, but avoided any reports tendentious. She studied philosophy and psychology at the Sorbonne. The group crossed three streets and joined the Place Vendome. Many tourists were walking, but the space was large enough, the place seemed empty. Fifty meters from the hotel, Bucket invited to follow Marius. They left the others, approached the entrance, and twenty feet, they clung cons column. Godet ... - Put yourself in front of me. I'm afraid they recognize me. - Oh! Marius leaned against the column ... Came an expectation rather boring. Bucket had difficulty in seeing the entry, because Marius was really great. - In principle it should soon happen! - Oh! Marius looked at the entry rather poorly. He wanted to laugh when he saw Daniel waiting behind a car, but he restrained himself. The wait lasted a quarter of an hour. Outside the hotel, three porters watched. Cadillac stopped and a man came out. The really rich man and without embarrassment. It ordered the carriers to pay attention to the bags, and swarms from entering the hall. Around, several Japanese tourists took pictures, as if they had not missed a possible star. Suddenly, the bucket awoke. A taxi had stopped. - Surely it! - Oh! On seeing the taxi, a carrier rushed toward the door. He opened it and the legs of women rested on the ground. A tall figure emerged. Cup saw the woman, then he moved away from the structure to Marius and started running. Precipitation required. Marius came the reaction. He let the man and stung him as a runner. Pies in their hands, the work was to run fast. Marius focused firstly for not dropping the pie. At five feet of the woman, he took offense. An excess uncertain. Movements very fast! ... Seeing them get to her, the woman stopped. Stupor! She knew this would happen! At this point, one would think that this exercise would not be the pie for Marius, but he saw the face of the girl, he hurried to catch bucket. A frantic race! People around very surprised! Reaching an atmosphere of excess! ... Few steps, and two meters of impact, while bucket had already raised his arm, seized Marius. He stopped short. The girl was terrified. A break! A violent scuffle, but no reaction around them. Since bucket was surprised, he dropped his pie on the floor and stopped conspicuously. Marius held him by the neck. - What these stories now! - But! - Shut up! Around them, the holders were waking up. Two of they began to arrive. The girl put her hand over her mouth. Surprise! - It's not going up! Touch this girl! But not! Porters joined them. One of them landed in front of the girl, but no one dared interrupt Marius. - You're quick to apologize, you! He had actually grabbed bucket. - Go Godet, excuses now! Bucket dared not answer. His colleagues arrived. - You apologize! As Godet said nothing, quickly, he lifted her and her co pie in the face. Fear! The girl had fallen and started to walk quickly toward the entrance. A carrier ... - Go to both! Go away or we will be forced to call the police. Bucket had just received a pie in the face. He could not. The three carriers had surrounded them, they were not kidding. The young men were close. - What the police! Jennifer Monrose! You dream up! Two more guards came out of the palace and ran. The girl entered. The Japanese were recording the event. - Go! Go away! The carrier had raised his hand to ask them to leave. Marius looked down. Came the group and the two guards, big arms. A small crowd. - How are you I've got to go! You're dreaming! Marius had dropped bucket and watched the porters. A keeper. A great man and very strong. - Go! Entartreurs the wind! The man laughed and was not ready to fight. The group began to withdraw. Marius did not budge. - Wind you said! The guard looked into her eyes. His colleague the same. - Yes! I said the wind! Marius calmed. - How does the wind! We do not talk like that to Marius! You understand! Despite the reply and despite the atmosphere, this little world was beginning to subside, however. Marius resumed its air, wiping bucket. We were in the middle of the afternoon.