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CRU 8659

The three of us were astonished. The low lighting in the front room intimidate us. After a few seconds Mee Chi turns his gaze towards me. Miss Potter too. Why look at me so much? I have no intention of being the first to enter. This seems out of "The name of the Rose." appear not surprise me to see William of Baskerville, a Franciscan with his suit and his assistant, Adso of Melk. Well, yes I Anari extr a bit. And give me a scare.
....... Mee Chi sensed my thoughts. He sighs, smiles and a strong slap pushed me inside. The eastern joer! Luckily that are known for their poise.
....... Once inside I look. No one. I calm down a bit. Definitely I have to stop watching so many horror movies. Then I approached the box, stretch the sleeves of my sweater to use as gloves and lift the lid. I keep my body away from everything, just in case.
....... Nothing. There is nothing unusual happens. I'm disappointed. Inside there is no sinister spirits or monsters. Just a notebook. Old, worn and dirty. In one corner of the roof appears CRU8659 code. Finally! I catch with care. More than half of the pages are full of letters and manuscripts. I do not recognize the language.
....... - is Korean! Mee-Chi suddenly says that, meanwhile, has been placed on my back and look at the book over my shoulder.
....... I turn to her. I'm afraid to ask the next question. Maybe because I already know the answer.
....... "And you speak Korean, right?
....... "Yes.
....... Sigh three times in succession. Chi Mee takes my notebook.
....... "It's a newspaper, says as she flips through the pages," is the diary of a man who made a pact with the devil. A pact that lasted seven days.
....... Toso. Hard. He ripped the notebook of a stretch. Turn the pages quickly. I do not know why, if you do not speak Korean.
....... - traducem this please! "I tell him and told him a piece of the last page.
....... My personal translator "Korean-English / English-Korean" needs a few minutes to decipher. Minutes too long. I travel about thirty-seven times the space between table and wall. Four steps to the first leg, four on the back.
....... "Here the author describes the hours before his encounter with the devil," says Mee Chi finally. It seems he repented of his covenant and tried to escape.
....... - And? Did he get it?
....... I do not know. The narrative is interrupted dry.
....... My heart begins to operate erratically, two strong beats a weak, two strong, one weak ... I need air.
....... Can we take the notebook? I ask Miss Potter and hands together to beg. Can we?
....... "Depends" answers the old woman. I have hunger, does anyone invites me to eat?
....... joer!

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bite Redheads (III)

three o'clock. I just left my hotel in South Kensington to attend the event. I stayed up late last night I could not keep the promise to take only a whiskey. I choose the longer route, which climbs Queensgate. I bordering Hyde Park. Walking helps me clear my head. I am happy. The events of recent days have changed. I do not hurt the mistakes of the past or worry me to the future. I am like a traveler who has decided to divest himself of a heavy and unnecessary luggage. I've learned to live the present.
....... Arrive at Harvey Nichols doors without almost giving me account. I stand near a window, swinging away from pedestrians to wait. Attend the event "my hostess redhead? Will it miniskirt?
....... At four o'clock I see in the distance, his saffron hair in the crowd. When he finally appears to me I can not help bursting into laughter. Wears black combat boots, camouflage trousers, a tank top and a denim jacket. I've lived it! What in the world? "Gone are the skirts?
....... Maeve remains somewhat surprised by my reaction.
....... - Do not like my clothes? She asks and gives around on itself so you can see his outfit. Then picture me two kisses. When your lips come in contact with my cheeks feel the heat and humidity of your mouth. A shiver down my back.
....... - I love it! "I answer. This is the first time I have an appointment with a girl dressed like that.
....... How well I learned to lie!
....... We went to the bar, on the fifth floor. I call the "Afternoon Tea Harvey Nichols." Sandwiches, croissants, pastries, butter, pieces of cake and, of course, tea.
....... It takes half an hour serve. Maeve takes to make me a summary of his life. He speaks of his work, about their peers, where he bought his boots. I listen without looking away for a moment.
....... food finally arrived. Maeve pulling head. It starts with a cucumber sandwich, egg and mayonnaise. I do the same. Then zampa a cupcake. Me too. Then another sandwich. I follow. Unintentionally, lunch becomes a "face" in a fight to see who eats faster and faster.
....... After four sandwiches, two cakes and a piece of cheesecake in the afternoon it makes me uphill. It is impossible to swallow all that with a hot tea. If I had a cold Coke ...
....... Just when I'm ready to give Maeve backing down in the chair. Her mouth is filled with a mixture of cheesecake and salmon sandwich. She looks at me seriously for a few seconds after he loses control and explodes into laughter, spreading the contents of his mouth in a radius of five feet. I won! I managed to finish my part of the meal! Now I have nausea.
....... decided to leave. As we go downstairs to reach the main entrance Maeve suddenly stopped in front of a tester LEVIS. Nothing but a denim curtain hanging from a hoop.
....... "You won," he says with a wink, you are entitled to a prize.
....... Salta my internal alarm. I do not trust. Is Irish. The Irish can not stand losing. I suspect that seeks revenge.
....... But I have no choice. Maeve takes my sleeve and dragged me into the tester. Without hesitation begins to stretch my sweater until you get get it out. My alarm sounds even louder. Then my belt and unzip my jeans also disappear. Within seconds I only have your underwear. Maeve is very close to me, her breasts rub against my chest, feel his rapid breathing. Finally I started the final garment. My brain stops working giving the command to another part of the body.
....... Suddenly his anger stops, away from me, bends down, picks up my clothes from the floor and vanishes from the tester, leaving only naked y. .. tense.
....... close my eyes and swallowed hard. I knew, I knew and I knew it! Played me again.
....... But I have no time to think, a strong tingling invades my body. The devil, once again comes to the rescue and take control of my actions. I leave the tester naked and running, I stand next to Maeve had already been a few feet away. She is shocked. She looks at me in disbelief. An elderly woman watching us. It has been blindfolded with their hands, leaving a slit between the fingers to keep looking.
....... - Are you crazy? We are going to stop! "I said almost screaming and pushed me back into the tester.
....... Now I who is in charge. With my hand the way I look inside your shirt. Does not resist. However, when I have free rein, a member of Harvey Nichols opens up a curtain pull tester and break the magic of the moment.
....... The situation does not allow any kind of reasonable explanation. He loosened three tickets fifty pounds, and settle the matter.
....... Once in the street and the clothes we took a taxi and headed to my hotel. I have a suite. And a Brand minibar.

....... five o'clock in the morning. Maeve sleeps at my side. I rise to make a Coca-Cola. I ache all over. Nobody had warned me that redheads bite.
....... back to bed while I realize that there is an envelope on the table entry. Carries no name. I examine slowly, then take out the leaf interior. Handwritten in block letters is a number: "CRU8659."
....... is the fourth time I see this code in two days. I have to find its meaning .

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bite Redheads (II)

I've done. I started a yes to the redhead. Morning at four o'clock for tea. But I'm not entirely happy. I can not keep Monica in my thoughts. "Snacking with another can be considered a betrayal? Yes, I guess so.
....... look at the clock at the airport, is seven. Bill Gates decided to visit this afternoon. S and staying at the Ritz Hotel in central London.
....... During the underground tour, I realize that I have no plan to get there. It's a new feeling for me, I whenever I have a plan, even for the smallest tasks. My life tends to be organized at one hundred percent. That I find it disconcerting to improvise and enjoyable at the same time.
....... Once in the lobby of the hotel ask for Mr. Gates.
....... - Suite Berkeley, seventh floor, "she replied a young receptionist color, without even looking up. At this time not in the hotel.
....... The news makes me wonder, of course I do not want to waste the night waiting, time is a scarce commodity for me. I choose to make a small change in my plan. I'll settle for sneak into his suite and leave a message.
....... ascend in the elevator. I have no idea what awaits me. Is likely to be an important security service. What I found left me speechless: a cleaning woman from the Philippines. Stands guard near the door of the suite. She is small and fragile appearance. It does not seem a major obstacle. I approached her with a smile.
....... When I'm about two feet from the door, the woman gets up and begins to rant in an incomprehensible language. I guess filipino. Back off a jump, startled. The woman calms down and sits back down. Wait a few seconds and try another approach. More of the same. Shouts and threats from Mrs. It automatically! When approaching a stranger and repels active threat.
....... I decide then to use the international language. I take out a hundred pound, a hundred and fifty euro and I give it, being careful that I do not bite the hand. I understand perfectly. With its master key opens my door suite.
....... I go and start the registration of the apartment. I can not find anything relevant in the two bedrooms, or in the luxurious lounge. Only in the small office down the hall, tripping over something noteworthy. Above the desk rests a laptop. Bill's computer. The Holy Santorum of all computers.
....... I stand there, dumbfounded, in front of such disclosure. Then, moving as if turning off a nuclear weapon, I press the start button. At first everything seems to develop normally, until I hear the typical sound of Windows, however, suddenly, the screen displays a menacing yellow box. You must enter a password.
....... course, was to be expected. The computer is protected with a sophisticated, tech and impenetrable security system. Sure that the password is a combination of letters and numbers about thirty-five digits. Impossible to guess.
....... Well, do not lose anything by trying. I go and click "BILL". Yellow screen disappears leaving me full access to the computer. If the story does not believe anyone.
....... start to dig like crazy in the bowels of the computer, open folders, files, etc. Surely there has got Bill the details of his plan for world domination by your operating system. I have to find him and save humanity. Uff, I think I'm doing the head.
....... , no! Nothing sinister plans. Only financial reports and notes for lectures. The guy is the most boring.
....... I Finally something interesting. The folder of photos. Who not have a folder with photographs taken without a lot of clothes and some drinks too? Or only do I have?
....... I stop. It is not right to pry into the private life of another human being. The only qualms I lasts two seconds after I shot the head. Bill is not a human being, Bill.
....... begin to browse the photographs. A shiver goes up my back. Joer with Bill, I take the "boring." There are photos where is "busy" with a secretary, some with two secretaries and three secretaries and a secretary. The latter did not know where to look, whether above or below. These pictures are better than that we took my ex and I when we bought the handcuffs.
....... sure this material get Microsoft products free for life.
....... Now it is nine and a half. It's time to go. With how well I was having!
....... Turning off the annoying computer beep my attention. The screen displays an error message: CRU 8659. I can not believe. Again this number. First on my British reserve, after the identification chapita stewardess and now here. I feel like Fox Mulder in "The X Files." That starts to worry.

....... already just my third day of the covenant. Everything is going very well despite the devil is not in great lengths, all the work I'm doing it by myself. Maybe I have pushed the time to sell my soul .
....... urgently need a drink. Whiskey. No ice.
....... Only one, I have an appointment tomorrow for tea and want to be in shape.

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Redheads bite (I).

It's half past ten. Hardly them move away from the grip Monica. Without taking the gummy I get up and sit at my laptop. We did not get, is very rebellious, hangs every three minutes. I finally calmed and start looking in the newspapers. I need ideas, ideas to take advantage of my covenant. The evil it is coming all very simple. And very cheap.
....... Finally find something interesting. Bill Gates, the founder of Microsoft, will be two days in London. Bill Gates, London, my laptop ... the idea begins to take shape. Yes, that's it. I'll take my computer to Bill to drive him out. You can not refuse, still under warranty. I fancy the idea of \u200b\u200bslipping into his hotel without his security team break my teeth and tell you what I think of your Windows. Think that's enough cause needless headaches for the devil. Also I will ever get lost on the streets of the city that gave me the best times of my life.
....... I decide to fly with British Airways, three times as expensive as any other company. For my last trip want comfort and flight attendants feet tall. Sorry, flight attendants feet tall and, above all, I want my tray of food. Yes, like the ones before the revolution in low-cost airlines. I want my little tray of hot food, with metal covered with damp towel to wipe lemon hands.
....... I booking. At the time entering the card number to complete the transaction wait a while to see if the evil one comes and pays the bill. But no! I have had a devil stingy. Finally I get my reservation code: CRU 8659.
....... Then I shower and put my underwear on special occasions, that of Calvin Klein. Within five minutes I take it off and I get the usual, of Carrefour, the tightening of Calvin me ... well, yeah, that. I pulled on my jeans, a brown turtleneck and my leather jacket. In London it's cold. Nothing suitcase, and buy what you need.

....... I get to the airport. All aircraft for the UK are on schedule, except mine of course, an hour late. Joer with British! I hope eating a sandwich of salami, cheese, tuna, tomato and mayonnaise. And two giant Cokes.
....... I'm finally in the tunnel leading to the aircraft. Two flight attendants greet passengers at the door. Both feet tall, well, three meters and sixty between the two. This figure brings indecent thoughts in my head. I smile.
....... Once inside stumble on the third flight attendant, also six feet tall. Attempt to calculate the sum of the three meter and eighty three ..., mmm, not too difficult with the sandwich that turns me in the stomach. Her hair is short and reddish. His face is covered with tiny freckles. This time I first advancement and smile, showing all my teeth, perfectly aligned white (three years of orthodontic dentist almost blind, a punishment). However, the reaction is not expected. The girl check out selflessly, lifts his shoulders and his mouth twisted into a grimace. His expression seems that of a child from a plate of spinach. I suspect that has not been amused by my attitude to George Clooney. I rip the smile of the face and dropped me in my seat. I was touched by a priest. I'm bored.
....... finally comes to food. Bieeen! Start sharing platters. Bieeen! The redheaded flight attendant comes slowly with the cart, stop by my side and delivers the tray to cure. His eyes met mine, winks at me. The waters return to normal. However, suddenly turns and walks down the hall without me the tray.
....... I'm out of breath. What about food? Bind three times the call button just above my seat. Nothing. I make hand signals. Nothing. I observed from afar and ignore me. The priest sanctifies sensing the "storm."
....... starting to piss me off. What the devil do ...? Do you also from me? Where is now that I need? Why not throw a tongue of flame to the redhead and turns to ash, for example?
....... What hurts me most is that however much I try, I can not help being attracted to her. This being a man is a torment, the next life I want to be born bird. I will live more peaceful and more free.
....... The pilot announces the arrival in London. I, of course, I still eat. Getting off the plane the three flight attendants smile at me all at once, are being undermined. I want to get out as soon as possible and continue with my plan. But starting to feel the tingling. No, not now! I refuse, do not want the devil take control of my body. Do not feel like riding antics. However, it is useless. I turn, step back and I stand in front of the redhead. Chapita I look at the uniform hanging in his chest height, with your name and identification number: Maeve O 'Connor - CRU 8659. I'm thoughtful, this number sounds like something. Then the words begin to flow from my mouth uncontrollably, as usual.
....... - Do you want tea with me? I ask with the utmost seriousness.
....... The girl looks up and down, motionless. Then she turns to her companions in search of help. I guess it takes time and no one invited him to lunch. Some twenty years.
....... - Snacking? She asks finally, to close their eyes as if they were afraid to repeat the word aloud.
....... "Yes," I answered snack. That children do.
....... The other passengers start to get impatient because my presence prevents them from getting off the plane.
....... "Depends," he answered after a long time with the same seriousness. Snacking "where?
....... The answer takes me by surprise. And not feel the tingling, the influence of the demon is gone. No matter, London is my city and I need help anyone to answer.
....... - An Afternoon Tea at Harvey Nichols "I say everything in one go.
....... Finally tense muscles of his face seem to take a break.

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The morning after. Dining

Third day of covenant. You wake up. You're naked. You sit in bed and stretch your arms up to stretch and get rid of laziness. Then you wake up without a sound. I pretend to be asleep and I watch from my den under the sheets. I just need some chocolate chip cookies for my happiness complete.
Immediately you realize that something is missing. Start the search. In the bedroom at first, later for all rooms. I, just barely, hold my laughter.
Finally look at the clock, you bite your lip and give you up. You dress quickly and you pick up the curls in a ponytail. Finally draw your Dixie Chicks CDs in my player and save it in a pocket. However, a few seconds, you stand pensive, you bite your lip again and re-insert the CD into the machine. Decide to leave it there. I love spy.
Just before you leave you turn to me and your eyes met mine. He winked and smiled. You go.

I'm alone. I jump up and I am to the shelf of the room, the books. Retiro a large volume, a facsimile of "The manual typing" of Bodoni, the only gift I have of my ex-wife. I almost slipped through his fingers. Then put your hand in the now-empty hole on the shelf and only when I check my trophy still there reassure me. Him out of hiding with satisfaction, like a child who gets to fool an adult. I have it there, your support of camouflage. The touch of my fingers fabric brings to mind feelings of the previous night. I can not help missing you. In the end I decided a while back to bed. With your support and with a bag of croissants. The evil would be proud of me.

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Monica.

s Sei pm: With three hours to get Monica. I start preparing dinner, I want to do it slowly, so that everything is perfect. Few appetizers to start, then pennette with zucchini flowers and shrimp and tiramisu for dessert. Lots of work!
six and twenty, that's it, supper ready. The restaurant will bring me the order in two hours.
Nine. I light the candles. Chinese are opposite and are consumed at a dizzying pace. Also I play music, the 101 best love songs of all time. Would not need to hear them all, give me sleep and headache.
waiting impatiently in the fridge my main trick to seduce Monica, a bottle of "Berlucchi Cellarius Brut 2003." Well, my biggest asset besides my natural charm. Finally she comes
. I've been pondering all afternoon about the clothes they have decided to wear. A skirt? A mini-skirt? I open the door wearing my face nice guy, but I see leaves me speechless. Monica takes black military boots, a green camouflage pants with wide side pockets and a green tank top the Legion. I do not know whether to give two kisses or give the military salute.
phrases I had prepared a hundred great ice-breaker, but I do not remember any. I feel a little uncomfortable, candles, romantic music, wine, and it seems out of the film "Lieutenant O'Neil." I would like to make a hole in the ground, crawl in and disappear forever. Luckily
suddenly back to notice tingling, I announced that the evil will make an appearance. This time almost appreciate it, but I worry about what part of my anatomy used for their occurrences. Fully owned and uncontrolled approached me Monica, gently pushed against the wall and along my lips to yours. She does not resist. Ninety seconds of uninterrupted kiss. My personal record.
To be honest the only evil has controlled my actions during the first thirty, then was up to me. The ice is broken, has collapsed.
Now I feel more relaxed, Monica also. She gets rid of his boots with a look of relief and gets some indiscreet colored socks. Then, without prompting, removed the disc of romantic music in my player (thank goodness) and put a CD that had been hidden in a pants pocket. Quickly recognize notes "Not Ready To Make Nice" Dixie Chicks . Modern country, the good, which makes the hair stand on end.
I am surprised. What more will in the pockets? I'm not sure you want to know.
I have wanted another kiss, but I dare not.
decided to have dinner sitting on the floor, watching TV, like a picnic. Mr. Guido Berlucchi (the founder of the winery) would roll over in the grave if he knew that we are using plastic cups for their wine. Now that I think I'm not sure he's dead yet. In short, whatever.
During dinner we finished the bottle and, of course, we laugh a lot. Especially when Monica reveals to me that your underwear is also camouflage. Then none of the two can be contained and we burst out laughing. Finally the laughter
become intimacy, desire, sex. We do it three times! Well, two and a half. None in bed. Monica hates convention. And why take the opposite! We do like we always knew, no hurry, no pressure, no shame. With my ex-wife never got to be so comfortable with each other. This reflection almost scares me.

Now she sleeps at my side, your breathing is calm. But I do not get to sleep. I have thirty-two years and I only have five days before having to comply with the devil and give my soul. I know I'll never see Monica. Until next week will travel and then ... I wish I had agreed more days!

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The official.

Second day of covenant. I road the City, I need to get a permit for a small reform at home. I have days preparing all the papers. A dozen copies of ID, ahead, behind and song. The last thirty receipts property tax, deed of my flat to certify that I own since 1492 (before the discovery of America) and the essential 205/41 completed application form with legible handwriting. Oh, and a print of the Virgin of Fatima.
I go, I do my two hours and twenty minutes to queue and, finally, I find myself face to face with the official. I bow, I cross my fingers and deposit the papers on the desk. He did not look at them.
- And the model 205/42? She asks inquisitive.
- 205/42? I have the 205/41 "I replied trying not to look into his eyes. Officials do not support that they look at you.
-41 is useless. It takes 42. The new law goes into effect today.
- Today! Wow, what luck! "I tell him anxiously. What changed between 41 and 42?
"The number. One is the 41 the other is 42 - "I replied with irrefutable logic of public employee.
- What you can not make an exception?
Just finish the sentence I realize the error. I appeal to your compassion. I put it on a plate.
- No! "She replied with determination while a wicked smile appears on his lips. I know that has expired. Another city overwhelmed by bureaucracy.
lowered his head, I need to leave ASAP. But my legs do not move. I make an effort, try moving with your hands. Nothing at all, frozen, glued to the floor with superglue.
He watches me puzzled. It is unusual for him someone to rebel to their authority. Suddenly
again I feel a tingling throughout my body and like the day before I lose control of my actions. Again the malignant manage my wireless.
I lean on the counter, grabbed the employee and gently stretch it towards me until his face is just inches from mine. Then he whispered in her ear:
"I'll tear the skin piece by piece and rejoice with your cries of pain, then I'll open your chest and eat your heart and, finally, I'll take me to hell and will burn there for eternity. Eight seconds later
leave the office with my permission slip signed and sealed.

A On the street, full of happiness, I decided to enter a candy store. I want to celebrate the victory. I start filling a plastic bag with white chocolates when the clerk interrupted me abruptly.
"I will close now, you will need in the afternoon. I'll take a few moments
disoriented, not knowing what to do.
- Not! "I finally answered quietly. I want my candy now. And without fear
repeat word for word the magic formula:
"I'll tear the skin bit by bit ...
However, this time no one controls my actions.
I leave the store with a kilo of sweets for free.
I'm learning to be bad. And I do it very quickly.

Ah, I forgot, last night I stayed with the blonde. In my house. I'm happy!

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Mission Impossible.

I have a hunch. Today finally I'll get closer to the blonde in the bus. And she will fall into my arms. To celebrate, for breakfast, uncork the bottle of condensed milk, which I reserve for times.
then full of energy and enthusiasm, I turn to the stop. Perceive that the devil is on my side. However, the bus arrives thirty minutes late and my energy is expected to melt during the more than forty degrees in the shade. Finally
upstairs and put me in my usual place. Yes, I have my place on the bus in the background just behind Pepin, one meter short of the blonde. Despite this strategic location almost never get to see it or exchange a glance. Pepin is usually placed between her and the other passengers and me from either approach. Pepin is a be enormous, a mountain of perfectly trained muscles in her thirties. Although five below zero we always wears a tank top with his name emblazoned in front: "I AM PEPIN. I do not know if he has written to inform others or to remind him.
Once you have cornered my girl starts his monologue. Dares to almost everything: international politics, philosophy, mathematics ... Also, usually argue with himself. Yes, usually a theory, and after a few minutes takes the contrary. Quite a show ... However
has never managed to get a single smile the blonde girl.
Today, despite my gut, everything will always follow the script. My girl cornered against a window, Pepin speaking about life and death and I behind, waiting for my chance. We had so few seven hundred eighty-four days. But now the evil is on my part.
suddenly noticed a tingling in my left arm. Intense and unnatural. Then my hand, led by a force beyond my control, is moved and will be placed on the shoulder of Pepin. The giant, with a gesture irritated by having to interrupt his rambling, he turns his head towards me and looks at me suspiciously.
- Can you set aside a little? "I say without hesitation. The words come out of my mouth without my permission. I am amazed.
Pepin, after watching a few seconds and making a strange grimace with the lips, choose to ignore me and resumed his talk.
I breathe relieved, the blonde breathe relieved, all other passengers breathe a sigh of relief ...
However, my personal demon, who takes control of my arm and my vocal cords does not appear satisfied. The fingers of my hand, which is still in the giant's shoulder, closed with an amazing force, sink into the flesh of my opponent and force him to yield to me for the pain.
For a moment I feel powerful. And happy. I have my revenge. But happiness lasts only a moment because the tingling disappears unexpectedly. The devil has left me. I've gotten into a mess of c. .. and then left me alone, facing the danger. Bastard! Quito
hand and hide behind his back and put my sorry face, like a child who discovered while doing a prank. There seems to serve. Pepin rejoins slowly raises his arm, fifty kilos of meat rhea muscular and slapped me just below the ear. I fall to the ground. And I decide to stay there for eternity or a little more.
Because of the coup, the shock and shame, the events that happen then only half-remember.
The blonde girl starts swatting Pepin with his bag, in the face, arms, forcing him to step back and away from me. The giant, confused, takes a bus stop to decrease and disappear. Then she kneels beside me, take my head in his hands and begins to gently caress. Never been so close to her. Again I feel happy.
However, on this occasion, my happiness only lasts a few seconds. My hand, again under the control of the evil, moves slowly and is placed on the thigh of the girl, many inches above the knee. Contact with your skin makes me shiver.
The girl still. I look away while awaiting the second blow of the day. However, she separates my hand softly and sits on the floor beside me.
- Y I thought you were harmless! Finally he says while breaking into a laugh.
Suddenly I realize I still do not know his name. Not be stamped on any site. Nowhere is visible at least.
- What's your name? I ask with a thread of voice.
-Monica.
is the first day of my covenant and I start to feel happy.

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The awesome movie.

I could hardly sleep. Hours and hours tossing and turning in bed. That pact with the devil at night and not do it again, I feel terrible. About three, I decided to get up and go to my movie collection. I have three.
While passing in front of the bathroom I failed to resist and I had a look at my silhouette in the mirror. I wanted to see if they could see any changes in my appearance for my brand new agreement. Maybe higher, more muscular or significant increase in the size of my male member. Nothing at all, totally calm. Patience.
Well, what was ... the movie, in the end I opted for my favorite: "The Prince of Tides." The movie is about the possibility of having a second chance at happiness in life. Is to mourn, to mourn until hurt you lungs. An American classic, where the good feelings, honesty and sense of family prevails. After seeing you stay relaxed relaxed, you feel good and with a huge desire and wanting to hug everyone.
Ah, the movie also I swallowed my evening menu low in calories. Bag 250 g peanuts, half wedge of cheese, half pepperoni, almost a loaf of bread and Nestlé chocolate bar essential. And of course, two Coronas.
As usual I ended up with a colossal embarrassment and wanting to vomit. And with a very uncomfortable feeling of guilt.
now I just get up and I am very dizzy. I still do not notice any change. I start to worry. Will there be a telephone customer service to complain when the pact with the devil does not have an effect?

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pact.

It was nothing difficult. Much faster than renew the DNI. This morning, after coffee and toast, I have connected to the Internet and have sought "a pact with the devil" in google. I have left 85,700 results. "So many people need to communicate with the devil? After a thorough exploration
I opted for a Web Argentina. It was the only free. You could print instructions in English to evoke the devil.
Then I left to get the necessary elements for the ceremony. I've been to Carrefour, have everything there. I bought red candles, were not black, a ritual knife (the shop has not missed anything when I asked such a thing ...), and a chicken. What I needed was a black cock live for sacrifice during the ceremony, but in August does not sell roosters for sacrifices and had to settle for a frozen chicken and a half kilo. Why in the Carrefour ceremonial knives? Anyway, better not ask ...
The only thing I could not find was the blood of a virgin. In the "Information Desk" They tell me they are very scarce and there to order them two weeks in advance. Anyway, I apañaría without the virgin. Back home
have given away, start the ritual. For starters I had to undress completely. So while he was alone, has caused me some embarrassment and a slight erection. Result: a quarter of an hour spent waiting to happen. I did not want the devil to think I do not know that stuff ... Once more relaxed
I lit the candles, I read slowly and aloud to evoke the magic formula to Satan and, finally, I cut the chicken head with a knife. The carpet has left me lost, but it was worth. He has appeared!
Well, did not appear appear appear but I heard a strange noise in the kitchen. It had to be him! Then I waited a while in silence, because nothing happened, no noise could be heard over the pact have been closed. To be honest I had expected something more spectacular, tongues of fire, the smell of sulfur, but, well, I guess I have to settle. My soul is not of much quality and I have visited will be one hell of a second.
Finally I am happy, I got seven days to live exceptional and extraordinary powers. So at least put in the instructions, seven days. I have wanted to start. The truth is that I do not notice anything at the moment. Always leave a few hours for the effects arising covenant, as with antibiotics.
Anyway, as I have in mind to test my new powers. Yes, I have very clear. I'll do with the blonde who catches the bus every day at the same time that I ...