1412079Carolhttps://www.gandhi.com.mx/carol-9/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/1387554/ee4fc16c-a067-41ea-9bf4-f00b9d1254f5.jpg?v=638591694054600000102102MXNBlacklight DesignInStock/Ebooks/Once, I pass across a magazine booth and I see a picture of Carol, on a cover. It was a picture taken on the move. She was elegant dressed, her face radiant. Her perfect right foot was stretching a little laterally, as she was entering Tamaras wide open left door. The whole assembly was a hymn to Carols mercury fluid body. Ive seen this so many times, so close, so naked. It was a great picture, but its bearing a secret that nobody can read it but me. In her eyes, partially caught on camera, there is a glimpse of purple. Anybody else but me may think that is a strange reflection effect. But I know the truth: Carol is a mad woman. And Tamara is wearing slicks, as one can see in the bottom of the page. The car looks great, has a new facelift, a frowning one. One will guess is a sport facelift. But if I put together Tamara slicks and the strange cameras lens effect, I know what I see: the two ladies out there are hunting. They are mad, refined, irresistible hunters. I dont know what the pray is, but God have mercy for it. I keep a single photography with Carol. Once in a long while, Im glancing furtive looks to it. On that one, Carol is laying on her back. Next to her, spreads the dead Monster from The Green Lake. Its stretching from Carols shoulder to her knees. Carol is smiling. The catfish is dead. When I firstly downloaded the photo in my laptop, I was cursing the quality of the camera. Its impossible to catch the nature. Look, Carol has a dash of purple in her eyes. Strange light effect, from a cheap set of lenses, I thought. The Beauty and the Beast, we called the picture, in the spur of the moment. Good name: The Beauty is stretching its dead body from Carols shoulders to her knees....1396285Carol102102https://www.gandhi.com.mx/carol-9/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/1387554/ee4fc16c-a067-41ea-9bf4-f00b9d1254f5.jpg?v=638591694054600000InStockMXN99999DIEbook20129781476353500_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9781476353500_Once, I pass across a magazine booth and I see a picture of Carol, on a cover. It was a picture taken on the move. She was elegant dressed, her face radiant. Her perfect right foot was stretching a little laterally, as she was entering Tamaras wide open left door. The whole assembly was a hymn to Carols mercury fluid body. Ive seen this so many times, so close, so naked. It was a great picture, but its bearing a secret that nobody can read it but me. In her eyes, partially caught on camera, there is a glimpse of purple. Anybody else but me may think that is a strange reflection effect. But I know the truth: Carol is a mad woman. And Tamara is wearing slicks, as one can see in the bottom of the page. The car looks great, has a new facelift, a frowning one. One will guess is a sport facelift. But if I put together Tamara slicks and the strange cameras lens effect, I know what I see: the two ladies out there are hunting. They are mad, refined, irresistible hunters. I dont know what the pray is, but God have mercy for it. I keep a single photography with Carol. Once in a long while, Im glancing furtive looks to it. On that one, Carol is laying on her back. Next to her, spreads the dead Monster from The Green Lake. Its stretching from Carols shoulder to her knees. Carol is smiling. The catfish is dead. When I firstly downloaded the photo in my laptop, I was cursing the quality of the camera. Its impossible to catch the nature. Look, Carol has a dash of purple in her eyes. Strange light effect, from a cheap set of lenses, I thought. The Beauty and the Beast, we called the picture, in the spur of the moment. Good name: The Beauty is stretching its dead body from Carols shoulders to her knees....9781476353500_Blacklight Designlibro_electonico_40879b51-0dc7-4e65-a6b6-16f173457872_9781476353500;9781476353500_9781476353500Gabriel SzeitzInglésMéxicohttps://getbook.kobo.com/koboid-prod-public/smashwords-epub-78fae355-d7b3-43c7-8c1d-7ad2b7880cec.epub2012-07-11T00:00:00+00:00Blacklight Design