Be Mine

9

Liam Blande.

I'm a doubly f****d father, but my daughter won't kiss any boys out there, starts with kissing and then ends I don't know where.

And I'm even more w***e with my children's nanny.

How she had the courage to have said that nonsense to my daughter.

But I treat her later, I have the laptop whistling because of the connection I have now with a German businessman.

Then I can finally relax.

•

I woke up with the alarm clock playing, it's already 1:30 AM, I'm tired, I've rested some f*****g.

I wake up completely frustrated and go to the bathroom, deal with the yummy I am.

After taking care of my person and dressing as it should be, my cell phone rings.

It was my secretary calling me.

- Good night, Mr. Blande! - she wishes.

- You can speak Celine. - I say trapping the cell phone between the ear and the shoulder, while I put on my watch.

- Your jet is already prepared to take off. - she says, and I soon notice that it was the same little baby she wanted with me.

This had already been confirmed more than twice since I woke up.

If you continue like this, it will be the twenty-fifth secretary I'll dismiss, she's hot, though, I don't want any of my employees following me instead of doing what she was hired to do.

- Did you tell me that some time ago, are you with Amnesia Celine? - I ask you and I can feel her tense on the other side of the line

- No, sorry, I just wanted to make sure that the Lord didn't... oh, wait. - tattered excuse.

- The jet is mine, the pilot works for me, with or without an appointment, the function of them is to wait for me. Now tell me, it's the time I should worry about or is it about you, Miss Celine? - I question rhetorically.

- Oh... Me, I want the Lord! I worry about the Lord. - she speaks exasperatedly, and because she doesn't surprise me.

Yeah, that's the hundredth twenty-fifth secretariat I say goodbye.

- Very good taste! - I say taking the document folder. - And consider yourself farewell. - warning.

- But... - I slip.

Knock on the door.

- Come in! - I'll tell you.

The luggage compartment came to carry my bags and left.

I went down, and I went to the reception to check out.

- Good night, Mr Blande! - the receptionist, greet me with your beautiful smile.

- Good night! - I say.

- Don't tell me you're already going, nice Lord, we haven't even repeated the dose. - she tells me throwing her breasts towards me. It wouldn't be a bad idea, but I don't repeat the same dish.

- It has to be. - I say, and I pisco the eye for her.

- I know well that you don't repeat the dose, but I guarantee you'll never find anything better than me. - says it's all sly.

I just smile at her, oh, the little baby.

After getting rid of the woman's need, I checked out and left directly for the airport.

- How's Liam going? - my pilot and friend welcomes me with a handshake.

- Speak there, Thiago. - I welcome you back, happy! He got married last week. - Finally, huh. - I say the kidding. The man became the greatest in love now. - Who knew you would be so easily held by a woman. - river.

- Wait, the pet of passion will catch you soon, and it will soon end your career of assumed wanton. - he says beating my back.

- I'm sorry to inform you, but my eyes won't be bad b***h anytime soon. - the provocation entering the jet.

- f**k you, are you calling me a faggot, Blande? - he asks and I laughed.

- Me, my brother, what is it? I think bad b***h is a more beautiful name. - I tease laughing and he faces me upset but can't resist laughing either.

- What did you call me? Son of a b***h. - he asks and I still laughed.

- Okay, I want to get to my house safe and sound to see my children, so be careful there. - I say sitting in the armchair.

- Just out of respect for those mini Blandes, I don't throw you out of that jet. But then we settle the accounts. - he says.

- I love you! - I provoke you.

- Sai, bad b***h! - he says laughing and goes to the cabin.

- Good night, sir! - the maid is approaching me.

And I stop to face her as it should be an instant, beautiful, very beautiful.

But no!

- Good night! - I greet you, when I face your face extremely red.

- Do you want anything sir? - she asks.

- Not for now, thank you, you can withdraw. - I say and she looks at me a little indignant but settled and leaves.

I picked up the laptop, which is to review certain outstanding things here.

But my cell phone rings.

- Hi, Mom! - I say.

- Hi, mom? Are you already taking off Liam? - she already questions dramatic. Everything I need in the middle of the night.

- Yes, I am! - I answer.

- And why didn't you warn me? - she asks. Nobody deserves it.

- Because it's early in the morning mother, by the way, it's not time for old nonsense to dream of their husbands, look that Dad has been complaining that you are not fulfilling her duties. - I provoke.

- Oh, or he's the one who doesn't do it. - says indignant. - And old nonsense Liam, but I respect your mother. - she says it and only makes me want to laugh. - When you arrive we talk about my love. - she says, this woman is bipolar, God forbid.

- It's okay, now sleep. - I say.

- Okay, when you arrive, let me know. - she says.

- It's okay. - I say - Good night, Mom. - I say goodbye.

- Good night, my love. - she says.

•

And the trip went perfectly well. And well, just so as not to omit facts, and because I'm a hot f**k f**k, I f****d the maid.

I mean, I'm a man, who was harassed by the maid, and the opposite didn't happen.

But trying to leave my tasty aside, I finally arrived at the airport.

I've drooled all by thinking that in a little while I'll see my children, who are certainly sleeping. And not that it's important, but it's worth mentioning the hot woman in the capeta, in the babysitter.

I think it's been a long time, you can start s**t as it should be.