 about her that she was a pretty girl, who had a good voice and loved to sing too. He believed she belonged to a little Church or Sect, whose name he didn’t remember (there are so many of them in the USA). Her name was Snaky. She had formed a rock group with other girls, the “Snake Girls”.
In Marseilles Port Snaky and Gody were waiting for Adam and Eva. After the warmest greeting, embraces and kisses they embarked the way to Cannes on the opened Gody’s limousine by the “Corniche” Road. It was wonderful. That reminded Adam and Eva their California‘s ancient Ruta Real, but with the Province’s flowers smelling much more strongly, the Mediterranean water much more deep blue and with the air much more intense.
When they arrived at the Hotel, Gody had prepared for them a wonderful suit plenty of flowers. They took a comforting frothy bath and they went down to have dinner. The restaurant was huge, plenty of lights, of colours, of luxury; a brilliant orchestra played all kind of music. A special decorated table was prepared for the three Americans. When they took their place, they saw, going and coming among the tables, a kind of little trains with plenty of little wagons offering the different parts of the menu, one for the “buffet froid”, one for the “entree”, one for the main meals, one (a long one) for the dessert and another one (even much longer) for the cheese. Besides, of course, that of alcohols, with the “somellier” to offer and suggest drinks, wines and spirits. Snaky was going to begin her choosing. Adam was hesitant, he looked at Eva. Eva firmly staring at Adam said : “I’m not ready to change my life, my principles, my feelings, my thoughts are out of capital sins, not gluttony, neither lust, neither concupiscence; I will not take one drop of those drinks neither taste and bite no any of those diabolic meals. The situation was very bother. Adam was afraid of offending Gody, his friend. When it seemed there were no issues, Snaky sayed: “I don’t mind if you do what you want; I don’t share your beliefs and principles, but you invited me to spend my holidays with you and you can’t leave me drinking and eating alone.” Adam and Eva looked at each other; they didn’t know what to say. After a few seconds waiting, Snaky continued: “I’ll suggest something to you. You, Eva, you do what you want; I ask you only to let Adam share drinks and meals with me and to accept to eat or even bite one meal I’ll choose and offer to you, so I‘ll not feel so lonely. New silent. Adam and Eva looked again at each other. No doubt, it was Salomonic.
After, the “aperity” some cups of Spanish Jerez; Snaky suggested drinking the classical elegant form of accompanying meals: only Champaign, so they wouldn’t have to change the kind of drinks; Adam confessed he always would knew something about this matter and even he would like to taste only a bit, only to learn about. “Fine” Snaky said, happy to teach and introduce her new friend in that marvellous world of pleasures, “Even if it is not a very correct way of performing, we’ll begin with a demi-sec, we continue with a sec, after that a brut, an then an extra brut; we’ll finish, every people can guess, with a brut de brut and a brut nature. Meanwhile waiters carried the meals, Snaky asked to go to the kitchen; some minutes later she came back showing a dish: in the middle there was a great, lonely, shining red apple. “Here is my choose for you” Snaky said to Eva. Eva was rather surprised; even she thought Snaky would choose some more complicated meal for her; she took the apple, she turned it twisting her hand and looking it very interested, and with tear in her eyes, finally she bit it. “It is really delicious”, she said, “I have never tasted such a delicious apple. I’ll not give up with it. They, all of them, began to smile. That made them feel happy and cheerful. The tension had finished. As the time went by and the drink was passing on too, they felt happier sand happier, their laugh was loud and healthy. Eva felt happy seeing Adam sharing meals and drinks with her good friend. She felt drunkenness invaded her being. It was not the drink, of course; was it the so special apple her friend offered her? Or simply the love she felt for dam and the strong feeling she felt for Snaky? So they sang, they laughed and finally they danced all the night. At last they decided to go up to their chambers, always laughing and singing. In the chamber, invaded by flowers, half nude, Eve began to feel badly. She was not selfish. She hadn’t want to shear meals and drinks with her friend; and she has left Adam alone in that situation. Suddenly, the chamber’s side door opened and Snaky appeared wearing underwear; every one was more or less in similar degree of elegance; they look at each other. After a while, they began to laugh: they understood: the hotel Administration had muddled everything: they had given to Snaky a chamber connected with their suit and the connection door was unlocked. They continued laughing and laughing. Certainly the fate didn’t want them to split that night; neither did them. They had been so happy! And so they were still. They carried on with their sings. They liked to be together. They needed to touch one another. To touch their skin, to smell their breath; smell and taste, taste and kiss, kiss and love…and love and love and love… until the sun was high on the sky and even going down.
When Gody knew what happened in “his” hotel, he became furious. He decided to take over the responsible of the origin of the muddle. But the principal actors of the situation will not get away with their act. That’s how Gody or better, “God”, without the “y”, (it was not the moment of calling him with an affectionate name), threw out ADAM, EVA, and SNAKY from the PARADISE, the Paradise Hotel of course, or more precisely the Carlton-Clinton-Hilton-International Paradise Hotel.
Adam, Eva and Snaky came back to the USA. They decided to stay together, not to leave away. They had discovered the real love and they didn’t want to lose it. Their meetings were always plenty of tenderness. They added and mixed love with senses: the smell of flowers, Californian, Mediterranean, also Paradise Hotel’s ones and even the smelling of Cosmetic’s West Coast products.
Adam knew finally, Snaky had been one of the queen of the Erotica Seven Queen Sect. She decided to not belong to it now: she didn’t need it. She also dissolved her ancient Group and led a new rock one: the SPICE GIRLS. So she added a little of spice, to the relationship with her friends.
The Golden Gate of San Francisco (California).
The Golden San Francisco Statue of the International Catholic Criticism of The Festival of San Francisco de Assisi, in Italy.
The Golden Globe Trotter of the NBA.
The best voice to Carlos Gardel, the Voice, (he sings better and better, every day, everybody agrees, especially since Frankie is over than eighty).
Abraham and Jacob.
I must thank also my teacher FERNANDA, without her help all this work wouldn’t have been possible. And also to my classmates who worked so hard looking up in those so ancient documents to discover the historical Paradise true.Here is an article I wrote for M.A.S.K. Tactical earlier this week. This post covers the difference between training, practice, and how to become proficient in the skills needed to rise to the occasion. Check it out!
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This is a great article over at M.A.S.K. Tactical. I like how you describe the path, the steps, to excellence. Great work.
Thank you, Robert! I greatly appreciate your feedback and support!BOGUE — Councilmen Monday night turned down, for now, an offer by the Eastern Carolina Council of Governments to write the town an ordinance that over time could reduce light pollution.
The decision, without an official vote, came during the panel’s monthly meeting in town hall off Chimney Branch Road.
“I’m not saying no, just that we need to think about,” Mayor Ricky Taylor told ECCOG Regional Planning Director Chad Davis, who made a presentation to the council about a so-called “dark sky” ordinance.
The ECCOG planner also made a presentation in the afternoon to anyone who wanted to attend, a session that drew some interest from outside the town.
Basically, Mr. Davis said, he would write the town a ordinance which, if enacted, would grandfather existing lights, including streetlights and signs, but would require new lights to be certified by the International Dark-Sky Association.
The ID