was taking place in Monaco,
and Michelle posted two beautiful photos. Isaac didn’t spot them immediately,
but figured out roughly where they had been taken – the girl had been
photographed on the roof of the Hotel Fairmont. It was only a ten minute walk
from here to there he ought to arrive in time. And he did. Michelle and a
girlfriend of hers were sitting there, surrounded by a group of respectably
dressed men. “My God, how sexy she is,” Isaac thought. Pascal would have come
on to someone like that no problem, never mind about the competition. Isaac
couldn’t do that. In his mind he replayed his friend’s way of acting and tried
to tune in to it.
There
wasn’t a single free table anywhere nearby – of course not, with a firework
display like this, everything had been booked in advance. Isaac hesitated for a
moment and stopped not far away from the restroom. It was a hot evening and
there were several bottles of water and champagne standing on her table. Sooner
or later she’d decide to visit the facility and the way out of the restaurant
was right here too, so she couldn’t just disappear.
She
wore an elegant beige cocktail dress, not too revealing, but short enough.
Isaac’s fantasy immediately shortened it even further and he imagined what was
hiding a little bit higher. No watch or bracelets adorned those lovely arms
that were already beautiful and the legs… better not to describe them at all.
Skyscraper legs, with little, sexy knees. This girl was the real deal, for
sure. How lucky she was to be born like this, and not to a poor family too.
Isaac noticed that she drank water, while the men kept competing with each
other to top up her half-empty glass of champagne.
Eventually,
after slightly adjusting her dress, Michelle set off arm-in-arm with her girlfriend,
in the required direction. Sipping on his cocktail, Isaac tried to stand more
naturally but felt too nervous and fidgety. His embarrassment made everything
horribly difficult, he awkwardly tried find a better pose and in the end
disaster struck. In his last and most desperate effort to make himself look as
interesting as possible, he leaned against a door on his elbow, but the door
turned out to be slightly open and swung away from him. Isaac managed to trip
over his own foot, his glass treacherously slipped out of his hands and
shattered with a loud crash. The contents of the glass flew out onto the feet
of Michelle and her girlfriend covering their light-colored shoes with numerous
drops of dark, wet liquid. Isaac felt like finding a hole and crawling into it
and must have looked really frightened, because Michelle gave an enchanting
smile, put her hand on Isaac’s shoulder and said in a gentle voice: “Don’t
worry about it, we’re fine. Just get yourself another cocktail and they’ll
clear this up.”
Thunderstruck,
Isaac broke out in a cold sweat, but Michelle walked away imperturbably to
where she was going. The admirers who had immediately darted across to the
scene of the incident cast glances of contempt at Isaac.
“I’ve
offended their queen!” Isaac thought spitefully. He responded to the final
member of her royal retinue with an expression so bellicose that the groups’
contempt evaporated instantly and he quickly made himself scarce. There you go,
you’re not lounging about on your yachts now. Unlike them, Isaac had experience
of being in real fights, and the final admirer had realized that if he was
pushed just a tiny bit further, he was ready to attack, and to hell with the
consequences.
Michelle’s
party left to go somewhere else, but ten minutes later Isaac got a text from
the Sass: “Michelle’s here!” Fortunately, it wasn’t the entire posse at the
Sass, only Michelle and her girlfriend with a young guy. Isaac perched where
the girl would see him and she looked in his direction several times, but seemed
to look straight through Isaac, without noticing him at all. He obviously
didn’t fall within the range of
and Michelle posted two beautiful photos. Isaac didn’t spot them immediately,
but figured out roughly where they had been taken – the girl had been
photographed on the roof of the Hotel Fairmont. It was only a ten minute walk
from here to there he ought to arrive in time. And he did. Michelle and a
girlfriend of hers were sitting there, surrounded by a group of respectably
dressed men. “My God, how sexy she is,” Isaac thought. Pascal would have come
on to someone like that no problem, never mind about the competition. Isaac
couldn’t do that. In his mind he replayed his friend’s way of acting and tried
to tune in to it.
There
wasn’t a single free table anywhere nearby – of course not, with a firework
display like this, everything had been booked in advance. Isaac hesitated for a
moment and stopped not far away from the restroom. It was a hot evening and
there were several bottles of water and champagne standing on her table. Sooner
or later she’d decide to visit the facility and the way out of the restaurant
was right here too, so she couldn’t just disappear.
She
wore an elegant beige cocktail dress, not too revealing, but short enough.
Isaac’s fantasy immediately shortened it even further and he imagined what was
hiding a little bit higher. No watch or bracelets adorned those lovely arms
that were already beautiful and the legs… better not to describe them at all.
Skyscraper legs, with little, sexy knees. This girl was the real deal, for
sure. How lucky she was to be born like this, and not to a poor family too.
Isaac noticed that she drank water, while the men kept competing with each
other to top up her half-empty glass of champagne.
Eventually,
after slightly adjusting her dress, Michelle set off arm-in-arm with her girlfriend,
in the required direction. Sipping on his cocktail, Isaac tried to stand more
naturally but felt too nervous and fidgety. His embarrassment made everything
horribly difficult, he awkwardly tried find a better pose and in the end
disaster struck. In his last and most desperate effort to make himself look as
interesting as possible, he leaned against a door on his elbow, but the door
turned out to be slightly open and swung away from him. Isaac managed to trip
over his own foot, his glass treacherously slipped out of his hands and
shattered with a loud crash. The contents of the glass flew out onto the feet
of Michelle and her girlfriend covering their light-colored shoes with numerous
drops of dark, wet liquid. Isaac felt like finding a hole and crawling into it
and must have looked really frightened, because Michelle gave an enchanting
smile, put her hand on Isaac’s shoulder and said in a gentle voice: “Don’t
worry about it, we’re fine. Just get yourself another cocktail and they’ll
clear this up.”
Thunderstruck,
Isaac broke out in a cold sweat, but Michelle walked away imperturbably to
where she was going. The admirers who had immediately darted across to the
scene of the incident cast glances of contempt at Isaac.
“I’ve
offended their queen!” Isaac thought spitefully. He responded to the final
member of her royal retinue with an expression so bellicose that the groups’
contempt evaporated instantly and he quickly made himself scarce. There you go,
you’re not lounging about on your yachts now. Unlike them, Isaac had experience
of being in real fights, and the final admirer had realized that if he was
pushed just a tiny bit further, he was ready to attack, and to hell with the
consequences.
Michelle’s
party left to go somewhere else, but ten minutes later Isaac got a text from
the Sass: “Michelle’s here!” Fortunately, it wasn’t the entire posse at the
Sass, only Michelle and her girlfriend with a young guy. Isaac perched where
the girl would see him and she looked in his direction several times, but seemed
to look straight through Isaac, without noticing him at all. He obviously
didn’t fall within the range of
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