tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84536616853747504662023-11-15T05:23:24.021-08:00Talking of sexual harassmentAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15992835556629773787noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8453661685374750466.post-35015229921076743492011-10-28T13:54:00.000-07:002011-10-29T09:16:38.766-07:00<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">From upcoming romantic suspense novel <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">DEEP BLUE EYES ON THE GREEK ISLES</span></span></b></span><br />
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<span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">They were sitting on their beach house veranda the following evening and Paul answered his cell phone.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“Welcome to Athens Alain, you never told me you were coming over,” Paul said.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';">“Well, I’m here on </span><span lang="FR" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';">Estée</span><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"> Lauder business, I’m staying at the Grande Bretagne hotel and I’m leaving next week. Let’s get together,” Alain suggested.<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“Fine,” Paul replied “Let me call you back in ten minutes,”<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“What was that all about?” Sophie asked.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';">“It was Alain de Cresson, a French section-mate of mine from <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placename w:st="on">Harvard</st1:placename> <st1:placename w:st="on">Business</st1:placename> <st1:placetype w:st="on">School</st1:placetype></st1:place>. He was nice, although I think he spent most of his time womanizing rather than studying. Anyway, he now works for your company </span><span lang="FR" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';">Estée</span><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"> Lauder at their European head quarters in <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Paris</st1:place></st1:city>,” Paul replied.<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';">“Wow, I know him, he was my superior when I had the summer job with </span><span lang="FR" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';">Estée</span><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"> Lauder in <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">London</st1:place></st1:city>. We only exchanged one e-mail, but his reply was quite rude. He insisted in a very suggestive way that we go out on a date if I ever visited <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Paris</st1:place></st1:city> on business. But, who cares now, we’re almost married at last,” Sophie remarked.<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“Should I invite him out to dinner Saturday night, do you mind at all?” Paul asked.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';">“Sure,” Sophie replied “He might be good for my career at </span><span lang="FR" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';">Estée</span><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"> Lauder, who knows,” Sophie shot back.<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Paul called Alain.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“I would suggest that you stay at the main hotel of the <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placename w:st="on">Astir</st1:placename> <st1:placetype w:st="on">Palace</st1:placetype></st1:place> complex, that you enjoy the beaches and we are inviting you to be our guest at the top-of-the-line Maxim’s restaurant at the main hotel, you’ll also get to meet my fiancée Sophie. How does eight o’ clock Saturday evening sound to you?”<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“Great, thank you very much, meet at eight Saturday, bye now,” Alain concluded the conversation.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">It was by now Saturday and all three of them were seated at the hotel’s main dining room enjoying drinks. However, Paul felt uncomfortable as Alain had not stopped starring at Sophie ever since the moment they had been seated. Sophie didn’t either know what to do. As the polite conversation and the memories of the business school days unfolded she was looking at Paul’s eyes, as if asking for help, asking what to do. Paul thought to himself.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“I made it very clear to this Frenchman that Sophie is my fiancée, what on earth is this man up to?”<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">It was a very bizarre situation as both of them were exchanging a conversation with Alain but neither of them was looking at him. This situation continued forever and they were waiting for the second course to arrive until suddenly, Alain forcefully jumped up from his seat, up into the air without stopping to loudly yell from pain. The maître d’ instantly arrived asking if he could be of help in any way.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“Please, fetch me a double shot of Johnnie Walker Black Label, it’s my usual ulcer pain,” Alain asked. He was pale white and sweating at the same time as he sat down again. As Paul and Sophie resumed their continuous eye contact, they could read each other’s minds.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“People with ulcer don’t drink alcohol,”<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">The very bizarre dinner went on until desert was served, when Paul excused himself to go to the men’s room. As he was heading there he stopped, as his father called from <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Palm Beach</st1:place></st1:city> and that held him up for about five minutes. When he returned to their table some time later he noticed that Sophie was not at the table. As he sat down, he noticed Sophie’s napkin was lying on the floor and her two wine glasses lay broken on her plate.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Paul anxiously turned to Alain. <o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“Where is Sophie?” Paul asked.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“She went to the ladies’ room,” Alain answered.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“And what are these broken glasses?” Paula asked as he looked fiercely into Alain’s eyes.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“I haven’t got a clue,” Alain answered. Paul waited for ten minutes without exchanging a phrase with Alain. Without saying a word, he then got up and headed straight to the ladies’ room. Although he was a man, he had no hesitation to enter and desperately cry for Sophie. But there was no answer, no one was there anyway. He rushed back to the dining room, passed their table without saying a word to Alain and headed quickly for the beach house. As he entered, he saw Sophie on an armchair, her hands tightly wrapping her knees around her chest, she was visibly shaken.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“What on earth happened, can I bring you something to calm you down?” Paul asked.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“I’d like a warm cup of tea,” Sophie whispered.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">As Paul brought her the tea, Sophie said<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“Thank you for the tea, and I feel so much better now that you’re close to me, you make me feel so much safer, hug me tighter please,” Paul held her tight and whispered into her ear.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“Do you feel comfortable talking about this now or shall we wait?”<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“I’ll tell you right away,” Sophie meekly replied.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> “What did that pig do to you?” Paul asked, <i>he</i> was getting shaken now.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“First he was starring at me constantly <i>in front of my fiancée,</i> this has never happened to me before, I felt threatened like a little rabbit is threatened by a vulture. I did not know what to do, at least I felt safe as you were always by my side. I could see in your eyes support, safety and hope that this nightmare would at last go away. Then, all of a sudden I felt this pig’s filthy hands try to reach up my skirt. I shoved him away repeatedly, but he kept coming back and back. That was it, I pulled myself together and gathering all my strength I kicked him with my high heels where it hurts a man most,”<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Paul sprang from his chair and shouted “Now I get it, I see what happened, that really serves him right, the filthy jerk,”<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“Then you left for the men’s room,” Sophie continued “That’s when I felt really insecure, alone without your always strong and protective presence by my close side, alone with this creep. And that’s when it got worse,” Sophie continued.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“Worse?” Paul asked “How much worse could it get than all this?” Paul asked.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“You’ll see,” Sophie continued “When you left I continued looking sideways in order to avoid his filthy look, he grabbed my left hand on the table as tight as a vise and then he started talking, he said,”<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“I can see you’re craving for me, I can see it in your eyes, you want me so bad,”<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“The only thing you see in my eyes is that I adore my Paul and that I hate you, you filthy pig,” Sophie screamed. <o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“Take my room card-key, you’re coming over tonight to enjoy what you have never imagined before. The real fire, the real warmth as I hold you tightly in my arms, the abyss of real love. Forget that jerk, Paul, Wendy cheated on him all the time,” the filthy man continued.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“That was it he had insulted <i>you</i>, Paul, I gathered all my strength and with my right hand, and you know my right hand from my tennis drive shots, I smacked him hard across the face which turned red,” Sophie continued, but asked Paul to pour her a glass of white wine to feel better. <o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“I’ll pour myself one too; I’m so shocked,” Paul commented.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Sophie continued.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“After I smacked him, he remained perfectly calm and a had a large grin on his face, then he said,”<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">”I see you love sadomasochism, I’m into that too, we’re really fit for each other, there will be fireworks tonight” those were Alain’s last comments, Sophie continued. “I smacked him again, this time much harder. I then bit his grabbing hand until there was blood to free myself and rushed to the beach house. I was waiting and waiting for you to come back and offer me the safety, the comfort and care you always offer me, and now I feel so much better,”<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“I don’t feel at all well actually,” Paul yelled.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“He has to pay for what he’s done, I’m running over there right now and I’ll beat him into a bloody pulp,”<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“No you’re not,” Sophie yelled back.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“Yes I am, I’m going to beat him,” Paul shouted.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“You’re acting out of impulse, we should together and plan ahead on how to punish him,” she replied<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“OK, I’ve had enough of you and your suppressive behaviour. Fine, I won’t go to beat him up, but I’m going up to <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Athens</st1:place></st1:city> to sleep alone in my apartment. I just can’t be with someone who pushes me around and tells me what to do,” Paul said as he moved to the door.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“Fine, go ahead, good night,” Sophie said.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">It was four o’ clock in the morning when Paul was swirling around in his bed at his <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Athens</st1:place></st1:city> apartment; there was no way he could sleep. He decided to call Sophie. Sophie answered instantly.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“I can’t go to sleep, I keep thinking of you,” Paul said.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“I can’t either, I think of you too,” she replied.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“I’m really sorry for last night, I was wrong,” Paul stuttered.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“Do you remember the old film, <i>Love Story</i>, they said <i>Love “is never having to say you’re sorry”</i>,” Sophie answered.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“Sophie, you’re a jewel. I’ll come down to the beach house tomorrow at noon, when I wake up,” Paul said.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“Why don’t you come down to Vouliagmeni right now?” Sophie asked.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Paul reached the beach house in thirty minutes, it was now four thirty in the morning and he fell into Sophie’s open and waiting arms. They kissed passionately forever.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Holding hands they were walking towards the beach the next day at noon. She turned to him with her smile, looked into his eyes and said.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“What you promised me in Kyllini, the very first time we became intimately close together is so true, it gets better and better. I prefer Greek fireworks with the man I really love, than fake French fireworks with that buffoon,”<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">They had taken one more step upwards in their love staircase. <o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-indent: 18.0pt;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> </span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15992835556629773787noreply@blogger.com0