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VI
The school year ended so quickly for Victor that he couldn't really understand what was going on around him and with him. He couldn't believe that he and Kurt were together for almost seven months. But they really were, and it was the best seven months in Victor's life. Kurt changed so much that Victor could barely recognise his old, always depressed and worried friend. Kurt was now cheerful and always in trouble, especially on lessons when he was staring at Victor all the time and teachers were often throwing things at him, to wake him up. For Victor this relationship was like an antidote for his affair with Karen, he was able to forget about Karen completely and even asked his dad to drop the revenge on Karen. It seemed pointless now and Victor understood things better now, he was too young to impress Karen with anything.
Now Victor was standing on a train station, waiting for Kurt's train to appear. Victor didn't see him for one month now because Kurt went on holidays with some friends. He wanted to take Victor with him, but it was impossible - Victor had to help his parents with arrangements for a big conference for many important guests, mainly clients of Farenhigh Law Corporation which were the unofficial core of the power in the country, people from the government, including the prime minister, the president and all the important ministers like the minister of foreign affairs, minister of the economy, finances, security and so forth. This year it will be held on Koh Tao Island for whole one week. Victor's parents agreed to take him there this year, because Victor was already seventeen, and in the eyes of his father, old enough to be a part of such an important event. After long hours of begging, Vincent also agreed to take Kurt, mainly because it was the son of his friend and that Victor would probably feel lonely with only old people around. No one knew about Victor's relationship with Kurt and so, Vincent booked one room for both of them which made Kurt very happy.
Now, Victor was just dying to see his lover and longing to feel his touch again. He didn't expect to be missing it so much, but lately he was even dreaming about the last time they made love. But because they were supposed to leave first thing tomorrow morning, it will probably be impossible to spend the night with Kurt earlier than tomorrow. Victor looked around and the train suddenly jumped out from behind the corner and started slowing down. Victor squeaked and jumped up with excitement. It was the moment for which Victor was waiting for weeks. He tried to find Kurt in the crowd of people pushing their way to the exits. When the train stopped and the doors opened, every man and a woman quickly walked out making it impossible to see anybody clearly. Victor's heart stopped, he was looking around, confused, lost and with little hope of finding Kurt. He was trying to see Kurt's black, tousled hair but he couldn't recognise any as his.
- Where is he…? I should be able to see him! Kurt is taller from anybody in here. - Victor grumbled to himself.
Victor gave up with a sigh and decided to wait when everybody will go out and the only person left should be Kurt. That was the easiest way to find him, so Victor just stopped at one spot and took out his mobile, just in case. He had few texts from his mum, telling him to hurry up and when on his way home to buy milk and bread. There also was a text from his father, who wrote that Kurt will be staying in their house because his parents had to leave earlier.
- What are you reading?! - Somebody grabbed him suddenly from behind, lifted up and spin him around.
Victor screamed taken by surprise but he recognised Kurt's voice and started laughing after a moment.
- Put me down! I can't see you at all. - Kurt quickly turned him around and kissed deeply even though they were surrounded by people. He did it so quickly that Victor had no chance to look at him.
- I'm not sure if you really want to see me. - Kurt laughed maniacally.
- What are you say… - Victor opened his eyes and lost his tongue in the same moment that he saw Kurt. - What happened to you! You look…you…you… - Victor tried to stammer it out but couldn't.
- Awful? Horrific? Terrible? - Kurt started to list all the words that suited him, in his opinion.
- What? No! It's just…awesome! - Victor jumped on him and hanged himself on Kurt's neck. - So cool…
- You think…? - Kurt knitted his brows.
Victor nodded, still staring at his brand new boyfriend. Kurt now had black and pink dreadlocks which he had now tied back with two front dreadlocks. It really suited him well and Victor was now touching every single dreadlock with curiosity. Kurt's ears also looked completely different because they were completely ear-pierced with many kinds of piercings. In his left ear there was a plug with a pink star and few helixes. His right ear held one industrial erring and three anti-traguses in different sizes. And what Victor noticed last, was a piercing in Kurt's lower lip, so called snake bite.
- Yes! This is really cool. And you look quite sexy in those. - Victor giggled. - You have so many piercings, did any of those hurt…?
- Yes, every single one of them…but the one that you cannot see now was the most painful one. - Kurt smiled nastily.
- No, way… - Victor's eyes widened with shock. - You did not! Oh, gosh, you really did… - He covered his mouth with both hands. - You pervert…to have a piercing in there!
- Well, people were saying that it will make my lover feel great, so I did it especially for you. - Kurt beamed proudly.
- Cool…- Victor blushed a bit. - I'm nervous now…Oh, by the way, you are sleeping at my house today because your parents had to leave before us.
- Oh, my…I will have a whole night to try my piercing out…Let's go, hurry up…We shall start earlier. - Kurt grabbed Victor's hand and dragged him outside in a hurry.
Victor still couldn't look away from Kurt. His clothing also changed totally. Kurt was wearing a black shirt with tartan tie and baggy trousers with the same pattern. Suddenly Victor noticed a big bandage on Kurt's right forearm.
- Kurt! What happened to your arm?! - Victor was scared that he got badly hurt.
- What? Oh, a bandage, right. Well, I have a tattoo under it, but it's fresh so I have to cover it for now. - Kurt laughed. - It's a simple check pattern. Black and white…Cool, eh?
- Black and white? Eww…
- Not 'white' as white… - Kurt groaned. - Where the 'white' should be there is my skin only.
- Oh…like that. Well, that's better. Here is our car, hop in. - Victor pointed at a black Mercedes waiting nearby.
They both sat inside and the car drove off. Victor was fidgeting all the time; he was sitting so close to Kurt but couldn't do anything at all.
- Kurt…I've heard that a tongue piercing is… - Victor blushed and cleared his throat nervously.
- Is what? - Kurt grinned, knowing well what Victor wanted to say, but he was nasty enough to let Victor toil.
- Oh, you know what… - Victor looked at him, but Kurt made a dumb face. - Eh…they say that this piercing is making a…a…blow job even better. - Victor said it all at one gulp.
Kurt started laughing maniacally. The expression that Victor had on his face and the thing he was talking about were just completely opposing each other. But even funnier was the fact that Victor was so embarrassed to talk about the thing that he was frequently doing.
- Why are you laughing at me! Stop that or I will kick you! - But Kurt couldn't stop and Victor's anger made him laugh even more. And so Victor kicked him straight into the stomach.
- Oww…that was painful! I was only laughing because you were so embarrassed to talk about it even though you are doing it all the time… - Kurt tried to defend himself, but this made Victor even more embarrassed and angry and Kurt got hit again. - Fine! I'm quiet now, won't say a single word. - Kurt showed his tongue to Victor and looked outside through the window.
- Kurt! You didn't answer my question! Tell me, is that true? - Victor poked him gently but Kurt remained motionless. - Kurt! Tell me…and I will reward you later. - Victor blushed again.
- What will you do? - Kurt looked at him, trying to show no interest.
- Whatever you want me to do. Just tell me if it's true that…the blow job done with a tongue piercing is better. - Victor begged him with the sweetest face he could make.
- Everything you say…? Fine, I will tell you. - Kurt squint his eyes maliciously. - It is true alright. I don't know for sure because I've never had one like this but I have friends whose girlfriends have piercings in their tongues… - Kurt smiled suddenly, lost in his fantasies.
- You are a pervert, really. - Victor sighed. - Fine, I will pierce my tongue for you. Driver, could you please go to the city centre and drop us out in there?
- Of course, but weren't you supposed to go straight home, young master? - The driver smiled to Victor.
- Actually no, because mum said that I have to buy milk and bread or something like that. - Victor smiled. - We will say that there was lots if traffic today, okay?
- Okay. I will wait for you two then. - The driver pulled over and stopped the car.
- Thanks. I will try to hurry up. - Victor stormed out of the car and ran straight on the main street, with all the shops, saloons and studios.
- Hey, wait for me! God, he is the crazy one, not me! - Kurt chased after Victor.
Victor was a lot faster than Kurt, especially on short distances and because of that Kurt quickly lost him. He was standing in the middle of the street and looking around, trying to find Victor but without any success. After few minutes he decided to go back to where the car was parked. It was quite usual for Victor to run away suddenly, especially when he wanted to take care of his own things or when he was embarrassed about doing something. Kurt returned to the car and sat down on the seat leaving the doors open.
- Did young master disappear again? - The driver turned around and smiled to Kurt.
- Yeah, that's his annoying habit. - Kurt smiled and pulled a cigarette out of his pocket. - I hope that he will be back soon or else I will kill him…
The driver laughed and took out his mobile. Kurt didn't care about the man at all; he was staring at the street, waiting for Victor to reappear again. Kurt bit his lower lip with consternation; every moment Victor was away was absolutely wasted. And he hoped to get a bit warmer welcome from his partner after one month away. Kurt sighed and dropped the stub on the pavement; his fantasies about Victor were mostly very far from the reality. Victor never will be an always squeaking, kissing and willing lover, he has his temper.
Kurt fell on the seat and started swinging his legs back and forth. It was already half an hour since Victor disappeared and Kurt was getting bored.
- I'm back! - Victor suddenly jumped on Kurt, hitting him pretty hard with the knee, straight into the stomach. - Missed me? - Victor looked down at Kurt's face and smiled.
- Very… - Kurt groaned. - Were the hell did you g…? - Kurt couldn't finish his sentence because Victor kissed him suddenly. He could only grunt and pull Victor closer to himself. And then he felt something hard with his tongue. - Wha…Wait, what was that?
- What was what? - Victor smiled to him. - If you meant the kiss, I just decided not to care about people around me anymore.
- No, that thing in your mouth…did you actually make a piercing on your tongue just then? - Kurt was surprised.
- Well, yes I did. I had to pay extra for the hurry, but I was worth it. - Victor showed his tongue to Kurt, with a nice, silver piercing in it. - It didn't even hurt much.
- Are you crazy? Didn't hurt?! - Kurt was shocked for a moment but then remembered that Victor is a vampire. - Oh, right…you will feel less pain probably.
- Yup, I will borrow some blood from you because it will speed up the healing. - Victor crawled over Kurt.
- Whoa, what a view… - Kurt looked at his belly with a smile. - Were you going to fitness while I was gone? - Kurt grabbed Victor and kissed his belly button. - I can't wait to see you naked now…
- Stop that you pervert! - Victor freed himself from Kurt's clasp and sat down. - We can go now, thanks for waiting… - He smiled to the driver, who was acting as if he didn't hear anything at all.
When they finally got home, they were two hours late. Victor was starting to get nervous, because Vincent was very punctual and absolutely hated it when people were late. Victor was sure that he will get scolded today, especially because tomorrow morning everybody is leaving.
- Ha, I've told you that it was a bad idea to wander around the city today! - Kurt laughed at him.
- Well, you should worry about my dad more than I. - Victor smirked. - With your…modernish looks.
- You think that he won't be happy about it? - Kurt's face became a bit pale. - Okay…Now I'm worried.
Victor went inside first and Kurt followed him, trying to hide himself behind Victor's back. The house was weirdly quiet and seemed to be empty, without anybody inside.
- Mom?! Dad! I'm back! - Victor shouted and ran towards the dining room.
- Oh, hi baby… - Victor's mum smiled to him. - Your dad isn't back yet, so you are lucky. Where is Kurt?
- Here… - Victor dragged him from behind the wall. - The new one. - He laughed.
- Good evening Mrs. Farenhigh… - Kurt blushed with embarrassment when he saw a shocked face of Victor's mum.
- Oh, my, my! You look so sexy! - Mary smiled like a little girl. - How were your holidays? Did you meet any nice girl there? - Mary came closer to them and kissed Kurt's cheek.
- Well…it was great but without any nice girls. - Kurt looked at Victor with surprised expression.
- Oh, such a pity then…Your mum hoped that you will get yourself a girlfriend. I would like to see my boy with one too… - Mary glanced at Victor.
- Mum! Stop that, I will never have a girlfriend and that's it. - Victor made an angry face.
- Of course, honey… - Mary laughed. - Well, are you packed already?
- Almost, yes. Why do you ask? We have some more time, don't we?
- No, we are going today. Your father called a moment ago and asked us to hurry up. He should be back any minute now, so go upstairs and pack your things Victor. You have everything with you Kurt?
- Almost, but my parents took all the things that were left at home. - Kurt smiled.
- Fine, we are going upstairs then! I will pack my bags… -Victor grabbed Kurt's hand and pulled him towards the stairs. - Call us when it will be time to leave.
Kurt smiled to Mary for the last time and was dragged upstairs. Victor room was on the other end of the corridor and hardly anybody ever bothered to go there. Inside, his room was always clean and everything had its own place. The bed was standing near the wall on the left and the desk was placed in front of the window. There were few shelves hanging around the bed, full of books and every inch of walls was covered in Victor's drawings. The room wasn't very big and Kurt liked this about it. The right wall was a wardrobe with a huge mirror and few plants were standing in corners. Victor's room was the only place looking completely normal in the whole house which was huge and very rich- looking.
- Ah, I feel like in my own room…- Kurt sat down on the bed with a smile. - Mm...It's so comfy.
Victor came closer and sat down on Kurt's lap. Without any unnecessary things he took off Kurt's tie and shirt.
- Aren't you supposed to be packing up right now…? - Kurt slipped his fingers into Victor's hair.
- I'm packed already, I just lied to get rid of her… - Victor kissed Kurt and pushed him on the bed. - I missed you a bit…
- Only a bit? It seems to be more than just a bit. - Kurt murmured looking into Victor's eyes.
- Don't start teasing me now or you will regret it later… - Victor's dextrous fingers quickly unzipped Kurt's trousers. - We don't have much time left now…
- I know…bite me. - Kurt had a strange fetish about that issue.
Victor smiled and leaned over Kurt's neck. The bite was almost unnoticeable for Kurt now, but the feeling that followed was the greatest one in the whole world. The ecstasy was filling his body completely. Kurt quickly tore Victor's jeans off of him and pulled him closer to himself. He was anxious about moving right now, because when he once moved suddenly Victor ripped his neck quite badly. From that day it was Victor who was doing everything while his teeth were still sank into Kurt's neck.
- Do something already or else I will have to move… - Kurt panted heavily, sliding his hands from Victor's back all the way to his naked bottom.
Victor purred with pleasure and allowed Kurt to enter slowly. Kurt had to sit down to hold Victor tighter and they both gasped with pleasure. Victor was moving slowly and gently which was driving Kurt crazy. He longed to feel him more with more power.
After few more moments of lazy love, Kurt felt Victor's tongue licking the fresh wound on his neck. At the same moment he grabbed Victor's wrists and threw him on the bed. Now he was taking control. Victor's tights clasped around his waist and pushed his body closer. Kurt lost his breath for a moment but then his thrusts became much more intense and quicker, making Victor moan and repeat Kurt's name over and over again. That was what Kurt missed the most for this lonely month. Victor's excited voice shouting out his name with such passion. Kurt sealed Victor's lips with a kiss, getting closer to the finish.
They didn't hear slow steps in the corridor, getting closer and closer and then stopping for a moment of consternation. And then the doors of Victor's room suddenly opened and the person standing at the entrance was nobody else but Vincent. His face was completely pale and shocked. But when he saw Kurt, he didn't know what scared him more - the fact that his own son is having sex with such an unimportant person who Vincent always treated like somebody who can be trusted, or maybe the fact that this person was now looking like some kind of a bizarre clown. Vincent cleared his throat quite loudly to get Victor and Kurt to notice him and when they did a pure panic started in the room. Victor screamed and quickly covered himself with a quilt leaving Kurt embarrassingly naked in front of Vincent. Kurt was pale as a wall and motionless with fear.
- Oh, please…cover yourself will you? - Vincent moaned with pain. - Even though my…son is into such a dirty fetish of looking at you naked I'm not, believe me.
Victor squeaked and pulled Kurt underneath the quilt.
- I told you a million times to knock before you come inside my room! - Victor shouted at his father, still red on his face.
- It's my house so I will be coming and going when I please and how I please. - Vincent was a bit annoyed with what he saw a minute ago. - We will be leaving in half an hour so hurry up and take a shower both of you. - He looked at Kurt and sighed. - And I thought that you are a trustworthy person…Did you pierce your brain too? This is my son and you are actually happily banging him in my house and without my knowledge or acceptance…
Kurt was absolutely petrified. He didn't know what to say or do, Vincent always was a scary man but right now, his face reminded a face of a serial killer and that was something new. Kurt opened his mouth, wanting to apologise dumbly, but no sound came out.
- What did you just say?! - Victor was now absolutely furious and looking as scary as his father. - I will be sleeping with whoever I want to! I'm seventeen now and you have nothing to say about my private life. We are together from seven months now! Would you be happier with Karen?! Get out of my room!
- Mind your language, Victor. - Vincent was astonishingly calm. - Downstairs in ten minutes…your mother will be so happy to hear about it. - Vincent smirked.
- Kurt knows about us! - Victor shouted suddenly. - You want me to be with somebody trustworthy, right? Well, he knows about us and I'm even feeding on him! And he didn't say a word to anyone.
Vincent looked at Victor with a blank look. Unintentionally Victor infuriated him even more.
- Who the hell allowed you to tell him that?! Are you completely stupid? If somebody would found out we would be dead, do you understand it at all?! - Vincent grabbed Victor's arm and dragged him out of the bed and slapped him in the face. - Do you care about your family at all?!
Kurt, even though still scared to death, quickly stood up and hid Victor behind his back. Vincent looked his straight in the eyes and it seemed for a moment that he will hit Kurt too. But Kurt didn't look back even for a moment, he was acting cool and calm.
- It's my fault that Victor is with me now. I was the one that harassed him first, while he was completely drunk and it was then that Victor told me about this secret. - Kurt sighed. - I didn't tell anyone and I will never say a world, you have my word on that, sir. You can kill me if I will ever tell anyone about it. I love Victor since we were little. He is the most important person to me…as a friend and my partner. I will never, ever try to hurt him. - Kurt wasn't sure what he was supposed to do now, so he kneeled down before Vincent. - I will remove myself from your son's life if you wish…but I sincerely beg you to accept my feelings…
Vincent frowned and remained silent for a long moment. He didn't expect something like that to happen and he was actually only teasing his son. But Kurt did prove himself to be a trustworthy person. Vincent laughed suddenly and tossed a blanket at Kurt's face.
- It was absolutely amusing…now cover yourself because the view is not pretty at all. - He smirked. - I don't really care much about Victor's private life…and about my family's secret, you can be sure that I would kill you even without your permission if you would dare to spill the beans. It would be a death sentence for Victor and my wife… - Vincent looked at Victor. - You should learn some good behaviour from him. Even though his looks are deceiving he is a smart git. Now pull yourself together, I will be waiting downstairs… - Vincent slowly went out of Victor's room, leaving them alone.
Kurt sighed with relief and fell on the bed. Victor followed soon after with a groan.
- Your father is absolutely terrifying…- Kurt grinned. - I thought he will kill me.
- Yeah, I thought so too. It's good that he didn't notice that piercing I have… - Victor laughed and hugged Kurt. - I didn't expect you to be this brave!
- Great, thank you for believing in me! - Kurt sighed. - Did you notice what he just said? You should learn from me…Do you want me to play your sempai? - Kurt smiled and licked Victor's ear lobe.
- Ugh, your next fetish. - Victor pushed his face away and sat up. - Let's go take shower and finish what we couldn't… - His hand moved down and disappeared under the blanked which was covering Kurt's waist.
Kurt gasped and wriggled. He looked at Victor with a weird expression.
- Could this shower wait for few minutes…? - Kurt was staring at Victor's lips as if he was hypnotised by them.
- What? - Victor blinked. - Oh, no! No way, I'm not doing it now. I'm going, if you want to get anything at all from my body, then I recommend you to follow… - Victor went to the bathroom without waiting for Kurt.
- I'm going…wait…! - Kurt chased after him and jumped into the shower quickly. - I just thought it would be so nice if you would do it… - He sighed.
- I don't feel like doing it. Wash yourself! - Victor threw a sponge at Kurt.
- Fine, fine!
***
- Whoa! Are we really going to go on Koh Tao Island?! - Lavi's eyes were sparkling with excitement.
- Yes, I forgot to tell you earlier…sorry. We are going tomorrow because I have this meeting today…We were supposed to go today but well, thing's change. - Karen hugged Lavi and kissed him gently. - You will have proper vacations now, are you happy?
- Happy?! Of course I'm happy. - Lavi smiled and stretched himself and fell on the pillows again. - You know…even though I still think that that was a bad idea to move into your house…and your bed so soon, I really enjoy every minute and I'm very happy with you. - Lavi looked at Karen who was staring at him, motionless. - Are you alright…? Karen…?
- Even though you are unaware of that…you are so turning me on all the time. - Karen leaned over him and kissed Lavi's clavicle. - Think about this trip as of our honeymoon…I won't let you go anywhere without me…it will be just you and me for the whole week
- Whaat….a honeymoon?! We aren't even married… - He giggled when Karen pushed his tongue into Lavi's belly button. - That tickles…Aren't you late for work, Karen? You said something about a meeting at ten o'clock…it's already half past nine.
- Oh shit…But how am I supposed to go now.
- You really are a sex fiend… - Lavi kissed him quickly. - Go or you will be late and that would be rude and inappropriate.
Karen groaned but got off the bed quickly. Lavi was watching him, putting trousers on, with a smile. It was already two days since he agreed to live with Karen permanently. As for now every minute was enjoyable and they both were happy. But Lavi couldn't make this weird feeling that something bad is going to happen disappear. He sat up on the bed and yawned. It was his day off because Karen had a meeting and Lavi wasn't needed in the company.
- Karen? Who is going to be there?
- Well…all the important people from few important countries…you know, America, Britain and so forth.
- From Britain…? Are you saying that Farenhigh are going to be there too? - Lavi's voice trembled a bit.
- Eh? Yeah, probably they will be there…Vincent and Mary to be precise. Why do you ask about them? - Karen quickly tied the tie and grabbed his briefcase.
- Ah, just curious. - Lavi smiled. - Anybody else that I might know?
- No, I don't think so. - Karen shook his head and kissed Lavi goodbye. - I will see you later…probably late.
- Mm…I'm not going to wait for you. I'm going do some shopping and if you will be very late then I'm going to bed by myself.
- As long as by yourself then it's fine by me. - Karen laughed and walked to the doors. - Bye, I will call you if I will find a minute.
- Okay…
As soon as Karen left, Lavi jumped out of the bed and went to the bathroom. He had to hurry and buy some clothes appropriate for the event. His mind was spinning like a tornado, thinking about clothes, cosmetics and all the people that will be there. Now Lavi felt again that he is not meant to be here, that he doesn't belong in this world. From a teacher he suddenly became a top hot topic in every single magazine. Lavi sighed while brushing his teeth. He didn't hesitate to follow Karen before and he was sure that it was a good decision but now fear overcame him, this task seemed to be so strangely difficult. He had to learn how to eat properly, how to sit, eat and greet, everything from the beginning, even how to speak in a right way, however his British accent helped a lot in this one. Lavi shook his head quickly, no more thinking about useless things, he has to focus on the trip, and what's more important on the stay and the conference. Everything must be perfect and Lavi will make sure of it.
Karen stepped into his office in a very unusual mood. He was anxious and his thoughts were fixated on one thing only - the conference on Koh Tao Island. He wasn't thinking about this very topic before at all, but when Lavi brought this topic up, Karen was hit with this bad feeling. He was hundred percent sure that Victor's parents knew about the short, how to call it, episode between Karen and their precious son and this was just asking for a disaster. It was pretty much suspicious when Vincent reserved Karen's hotel on Koh Tao Island for the conference. Of course, it was one of the best hotels known, in the end Karen had money to build something like that, but Vincent had better 'friends' who could provide splendid accommodations for the guests from the top of the tops. Karen sighed and leaned against the wall in the lift. This was very, very dangerous because all the great politicians will be on his head for one week and the place will be just crawling with cops and special agents. This situation could ruin him…if anyone, by some freaking accident, would discover what Karen's 'unspoken' businesses are, that would be the end. Even though the police is bribed or scared, they will have to act against him and that would lead Karen to prison…for life. And if, by any chance, his mistake, this bloody brat would be with the parents that would be even more dangerous for Karen's reputation…he, the great boos sleeping with a child, a boy even more! And the kid can be still furious and seeking revenge for his little, broken heart. Karen took a cigarette out of his gold, shiny cigarette case and lit it with an even more splendid lighter. With the first draught of the nicotine his mind calmed down and Karen could think more clearly already. He looked at the cigarette with amazement and fear.
- God, I'm really addicted… - Karen blinked but inhaled the smoke again and sighed with relaxation. - If anything should ever kill me, it will be something pleasant…so either smoking or drinking or sex…
The lift stopped on his floor and Karen looked at his watch. He still had few more minutes before the meeting so this was a perfect opportunity to check the guest list for the conference. Karen looked around but couldn't really find anybody who could bring him a file with that information…because there was nothing here.
- What the hell…? - His eyebrow slowly moved up with surprise. He checked his watch again to make sure that it was not Sunday by any chance. - It's a Monday…Khm…Moira?!
There was silent for a couple of seconds and then he finally heard Moira's steps. She appeared before him with an extremely icy expression on her face. Karen moved back a bit, scared by this sudden chill.
- Were you…shouting for me, sir? - She looked at him, clearly annoyed.
- Erm…yes, Moira…where is everybody? - Now he was the one trying to act cool and scary.
- It's not working anymore sir, so please stop act. - Moira sighed giving a punch of embarrassment straight into Karen's face. - They are working sir…in every place possible, just to stay away. The secretary downstairs said that you are in a bad, scary mood today. - She shrugged her arms. - You have to go to the meeting now, do you need anything?
- Oh… - Karen thought that he will need to see the tape from the cameras downstairs…just to see the expression that he needs most. - Bring me a list of all the people staying in my Koh Tao hotel, will you?
- All staying there now…? - Moira looked confused.
- No! Only those staying there for the conference, I really need those. Bring them to my office. I will take a look at them after the meeting. - Karen smiled to her and quickly moved to the meeting room, to unable Moira to complain.
- Uh, he is such a nuisance…mostly. - Moira frowned but she returned quickly to her desk to do what Karen said. She knew very well that he can be very scary when mad.
In the end Karen had absolutely no time to see the list of guest. He got an invitation for a dinner from one of the men from the meeting, the very important man who was the owner of most of the companies producing beautiful and expensive fabrics which Karen's company needed the most. He couldn't refuse somebody like that, and so was forced to attend without any objections.
Karen rushed to his room to grab all the important papers; it seemed that he will be forced to work while on the way to the Koh Tao Island. And he really wanted to enjoy every free minute that will be left. Karen sighed again and took another cigarette out of his pocket; it was already his fourth cigarette in three hours. Now Karen was really sure that he has gotten addicted to smoking. He took his phone out and sat in the chair for a moment, he needed to call Lavi and apologize.
- Hi, Karen. I was shopping before and I think I'm ready to go now! - Lavi didn't even wait for Karen to say anything. - When are you coming? I want you to see what I have…I hope you will like it.
- I will be late Lavi. One of my business partners invited me for a dinner…I really cannot refuse this one. - Karen sighed when there was a sudden silence on the other side. - I will try to be home as soon as possible. I promise you will be able to show me all the gorgeous clothes that you have…
- I'm counting on it then. Have fun…and be good, okay? Don't drink too much or anything. - Lavi smiled gently. - You are making a fool out of yourself when you are drunk and you don't even remember what you were doing. So it's a bit dangerous…
- I will be fine, don't worry. I love you…
- Me too. I will be waiting…but not for long. - Lavi giggled and hanged up.
Karen sighed with pain. He longed to go home and see Lavi but instead he will end up on a boring dinner with lots of old men. That surely will be very exciting. He stood up and walked out of the office. He just hoped to finish everything quickly.
- Moira, I anybody will call me or if anything urgent would happen…please call me quickly. - He probably had a very desperate expression because even Moira smiled and nodded.
He ended up in the famous restaurant - public house cross. It was very elitist and he was one of the most frequent visitors in there. Karen was feeling even worse now…he will soon be surrounded by boys and girls and alcohol. Nothing good would be able to come out with this situation. But he was quite surprised, why on earth this old man would pick such a place for their dinner.
- I really like this place you know. - The 'old man' tapped Karen's shoulder and smiled. - So many lovely young people in there…
- Yes…I have to admit that this place is filled with gorgeous girls. Mr. Weller has a very good taste. - Karen smiled kindly but his thoughts were filled with 'dirty old man' and other appropriate names.
- Ah, forget girls! I'm talking about boys Karen dear. - Weller hugged him definitely too effusively.
- Ah, so you did notice them too… - Karen laughed uneasy. 'What the hell…is it some sort of a curse? Why on earth all the old people in this world are so strangely into me?' - Karen could only think that and follow Mr. Weller inside.
They got a really nice table, inside a closed room, away from all the other guests. That's the privilege of reputation and status. Soon after they sat down, few young and very attractive men came inside. One was holding a salver with cups and a teapot, the other two came with snacks and alcohol. Karen was looking at them, lost in his thoughts.
- Hey, Karen dear, drink up. - The old man gave him a glass of whisky. - Cheers…
- Cheers… - Karen was wondering when he actually agreed for Mr. Weller to use his first name and add this annoying 'dear' thing. - Mr. Weller, I don't want to be seen as rude, but I cannot accompany you for long today. I have to leave early tomorrow for a very important conference…I hope you can understand.
- Ah, yes…I've heard about it. Your hotel was chosen this year, huh? That's really good for your reputation. As long as you won't screw up anything. - Mr. Weller laughed.
- Ohm…That's right. - Karen was starting to feel really uneasy. - I will try not to make any mistakes.
- Of course you will, in the end you are a very reasonable young man. Drink up, go on… - Another full glass of whisky was pushed towards Karen. - For our business…
- For the business… - Karen drank it all in one gulp. He had a bad feeling right now. He felt that the old man will ask for something and that refusal will change nothing. And If his hunch is correct, then he will need to be drunk…very drunk.
Mr. Weller was giving more and more alcohol to Karen. As soon as one glass was finished, the next one was arriving. After fifteen minutes Karen felt completely numb and started enjoying the company of the old man which was rather alarming.
- By the way…where are the other sirs that were supposed to join us…? - Karen smiled to his companion. - You did say something about others, didn't you John? - He was even using Weller's first name now.
- Did I? I don't recall ever saying that. - John smiled and gave another glass to Karen. - Drink, this one is really good.
Karen took the glass and looked into Weller's eyes. He suddenly felt really cold. The man's eyes were so brightly blue that he had a feeling that they were made of ice. Now that Karen was sitting closer and could observe Weller, he was surprised of how handsome he is even though he wasn't young anymore. All the wrinkles and grey hair were somehow adding something exciting to the old man's face. Karen couldn't help but stare at him.
- I have something to say to you Karen… - John smiled and with one movement of his hand he dismissed all the servants from the room.
- What is it? - Karen was slowly sipping the liquor from his glass.
John took the glass from Karen's hands and pulled him closer to himself. Karen looked at him with surprise but when John kissed him, Karen had a really terrified expression on his face.
- Hey! Hold on a minute…You call this talking? You were supposed to say something… - Karen wiped his lips with a hand and looked at Weller with contempt.
- If you insist on talking first. - John's gaze was fixated on Karen. - I want you to sleep with me and if you will nicely obey…I will give you the best contract you will ever find. I think it's quite a fair offer, don't you?
- Are you freaking insane? Do I look like somebody prostituting himself? I am not this desperate, if you won't give me a contract then sod off. I can find somebody else to replace you. - Karen tried to stand up, but he was already too drunk to do so. - Oh for fuck's sake…
- You are a hopeless and stupid boy. I am the only one that can give you fabrics that you need…and we know it both. If you will lose my support your company will go bankrupt. I don't ask for much, just this once and that's it.
Karen looked at him with disgust. He really despised people like Weller, people who were using weaknesses of others to benefit from it. Karen almost laughed at this thought; in the end he was just like Weller…using people. Now he was thinking, what else he could get from this situation. Karen wasn't going to sell his precious body cheaply.
- I'm not that easy John. If you really are so horny on me then give me your best. - Karen leaned over to John's ear. - I'm not this cheap…
- What do you want then…? Money or more influence? - Karen could hear that old man's voice was trembling.
- Why would I need those? I can earn both of them by myself…I was thinking about something more useful. Let's say, you will sell me two of your factories…I will do you. - Karen whispered it seductively and blew hot air onto old man's neck.
John remained quiet for a long time. It dragged on for so long, that Karen doubted that he succeed. Karen sighed and was just about to sit upright again when John suddenly grabbed his wrist and pulled him down.
- I will consider it…after you show me that it's actually worth it.
- Are you fucking with me… - Karen looked at him, furious. - I'm not going to let you screw me with only that! Are you an idiot?
- I'm not asking for that just yet. - John's fingers crawled into Karen's hair. Karen looked at him with surprise. - I give you my world, if I will be happy…I will sell those two factories for you…no, I will give them to you. - His hand pushed Karen's head down suggestively.
Karen was really lost now. He was never in a situation like that…well, when he was younger he did sell himself to pretty much everybody that matter in the world of business but now he was different - independent, powerful, and what's most important, he was not really keen to play a woman. But then, the man promised to give him two of his factories and that would give him such power that it was just unbelievable. Karen was also sure that John will keep his promise, otherwise he will die slowly and painfully…and both of them knew what Karen was capable of doing if mad. Karen sighed, only this once he could forget about his status and everything. He will treat it strictly as a job, will finish it quickly and go home.
- Hurry up or I will change my mind boy… - The fingers clenched on Karen's hair painfully.
- I was thinking about it. And let go of my hair! - Karen hissed with anger. - And stop calling me a boy or a darling or I will bite your thing off.
- Fine, as you wish. I won't use any kind of names on you. - John removed his hand from Karen's hair.
- If you will make a slightest suspicious move, any shady excuses…you will die and I will kill you myself. - Karen undid John's fly and sighed again, it was so humiliating but exciting at the same time.
He was skilled in those sorts of things and soon John was close to losing it. Karen made sure that Weller will be satisfied to the fullest, and that his own mouth will be free from this disgusting job as soon as possible. It was easy to finish with such an old man; Karen's slightest movement was making John tremble. He was panting and gasping like an old locomotive and for a moment Karen hoped that his rotten heart will stop and that he will be able to go. Karen was a very cautious and he could feel even the slightest change in John's body, and because of that he was able to tell when the man was reaching the zenith. He stopped at the same moment and was just about to move away, when two hands grasped his head and moved it down again. Karen murmured angrily, choking, with tears filling his eyes from the unpleasant feeling. Soon after Karen was close to throwing up when John came directly into his mouth.
- You old fuck! I will kill you for that! - Karen started coughing madly. He grabbed a glass with whisky, gargle his throat with it and spit it out on the floor. - I…you…
- I said…if you will make me happy. So don't fuss around. - John stood up slowly. - You did, let's go upstairs to do it properly…and I will give you what you want.
- I really despise people like you. - Karen squinted with irritation and jumped up, planning to hit Weller.
- Hey! If you will be that aggressive you can forget about my promise. - John caught his hand and pulled him closer. - Remember, we are doing business now and we are both respected men so it should be done nicely.
Karen really wanted to kill that perverted old man, but instead he just smiled. It was a fairly low price to pay for two factories, a great contract and the end of those hideous names. And he knew well, that in the future he will have the chance for revenge. Karen allowed Weller to kiss him and even to move those dirty hands over his body. When the old man was happy with the submissiveness of Karen, he walked out from the room. Karen followed Weller to the room upstairs without thinking about it too much. Business is business in the end. The only thing that made him shiver was the fact, that his last time as the bottom one was a long time ago…very long time ago.
Karen came back home at one o'clock. The whole mansion was dark and quiet and Karen was happy about it. He was stinking of alcohol, cigarettes…and what's worst, of another man. He quickly threw all his clothes to the clothes basket and took a long, hot shower. His poor butt was in a very bad shape - Karen was barely able to sit in the car without whining. But the warm shower and few pills of some painkiller made it all better already.
Now Karen was actually happy, the transaction was made immediately after his part was done. So at this moment Karen could proudly declare to be an owner of two fabric factories.
Karen happily walked to the bedroom and saw that Lavi was sleeping already. All the clothes were hanging on the every possible place. Karen smiled looking at them all; they were just what he expected them to be. Lavi really had a great taste in picking clothes. Karen crawled under the quilt, gently kissed Lavi's neck and hugged him closely. It was what he needed now, peace, quiet and warmth of this precious body.
- You came back…? - Lavi turned over and looked at Karen with a sleepy face. - So late…
- Shush, go to sleep now. I will tell you everything tomorrow. - Karen smiled and kissed him. - Goodnight…
- Mhmm....
Karen closed his eyes and smiled to himself. This day was one of the worst days in his life, but it was also a very good day, so there was nothing to worry about. Except….Karen opened his eyes suddenly. He didn't even look at the list of guests and he left it…in the boot. Karen sighed helplessly; he will not be able to look at it tomorrow and because of that he will be going to his own hotel without even knowing who is staying there. He noted in his memory to phone Moira and ask her to fax the list to the plane. That should be enough.
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Karen couldn't take his eyes off of Lavi. Since he woke up, Lavi was so cheerful and running around, packing his and Karen's bags, chatting all the time about what he will do when they will be on the Koh Tao Island. Because of Lavi's hard work in packing their stuff, Karen was actually able to finish most of the papers from work and because he knew that Lavi will fall asleep as soon as they will take off he was sure to finish everything before they will even reach the hotel.
- Lavi, are you done with packing? We have to go now… - Karen hugged him from behind and kissed into the cheek gently.
- Oh, yes…I just need to pack your glasses…or do you want to take them with you? - Lavi was holding Karen's reading glasses in his hand.
- Oh…I will need them if I am to enjoy this week with you. - Karen smiled and took the glasses from Lavi's hand. - I love you…
- I love you too. - Lavi giggled. - You should wear them all the time. Glasses make you look even sexier.
- But it's so tiring to wear them…they are sliding off of my nose and I have to keep pushing them on the right place. - Karen smiled and closed the bags. - We shall go now, it's already one o'clock…it's getting late.
- Oh, yes. Let's go then! - Lavi took his small handbag with cosmetics, leaving Karen to deal with the rest. - I will go downstairs to fetch some water…I'm so thirsty.
- Okay…could you err…ask Alfred to come here?
- Of course…I will be waiting outside then, in the car.
Karen sighed and sat down on the bed waiting for Alfred to appear and help him with the luggage. He wasn't waiting long before the old butler came running from downstairs. Both of them managed to take all the bags downstairs and pack them into the boot. Everything went exceptionally well and so they could leave right after Karen left all the instructions to the butler. The last thing left was the call to Moira. Karen got into the car quickly and shut the doors after him. Lavi was already there, slowly drinking his water through a straw.
- So, we are going then. - Karen smiled and turned over to the driver. - Let's go William, we have to hurry now or else I won't be able to land before dawn.
- Of course, sir. We will be on the airport shortly. - The driver smiled and the car pulled out quickly.
Karen took out his mobile and called Moira in a hurry. For a few annoying moments no one picked the phone up. Karen started to wonder what they are doing in this office while he is off to somewhere very far away. But soon after the dark thought of sacking his personal secretary, she was somehow brought back to where she should be.
- Rosen Corp. how can I help you? - Moira's voice was clear and kind.
- Moira! Where were you just now? I'm calling for the third time! Do you really want to lose this job so much?! - Karen loved to make people cry, but it never worked on his secretary.
- Do not tease me right now please, sir. I have all this mess on my head now and I'm running like some tip girl all over this place, trying to make our business partners happy. - Moira sighed. - Can I know what do you need?
- Eh, no fun with you girl…hard as a rock. - Karen sighed. - Could you fax this list of all the guests to my plane, please? I had no time to read it and I left it in my car…
- Of course, sir. I will do it as soon as we will end our conversation.
- Yes, thank you. - Karen remembered something important in the last moment. - Oh, Moira! I will send you some documents and you will have to finalise the arrangements for taking over of two factories of that Weller scum…
- Excuse me? We are buying something? Why didn't I know anything? - Moira was surprised.
- Because we, I and Weller, agreed on that yesterday. It was late and I was too tired to call you.
- How much? - Moira was preparing herself for a heart attack. - Sir, you knew that we are in no position to buy something like that at the moment!
- Well, I know…and that's why we are paying nothing. Don't even think about asking me! Bye, have fun. - Karen hanged up and smiled to Lavi. - We will be there soon…and I'm looking forward to this relaxing moments.
- Me too…I just hope the weather will be nice… - Lavi sighed.
Karen laughed with amusement and pulled Lavi closer. With one move of his hand, the windscreen between them and the driver closed and the music started playing loudly.
- Even in here…gosh, you really must be desperate. - Lavi smiled and shook his head.
He was always surprised of places where Karen was desperate to have him. And it was always so sudden. But they had no time to play for long, both of them knew it. Lavi kissed Karen passionately and unzipped his trousers slowly. Karen closed his eyes and sighed with ease. When he felt Lavi's warm breath, followed by the gentle touch of his lips, Karen felt like in heaven. After this dreadful night which he had experienced yesterday, it was a pleasant change. Karen was to be a man again. He smiled proudly and groaned with pleasure given by Lavi's sweet and moist mouth. Hearing Lavi purring quietly, Karen couldn't finish it like that, he didn't care that they will be at the airport anytime soon. Karen grabbed his arms and straddled the fragile body on his hips.
- Karen, we will never be able to finish on time… - Lavi gasped with pleasure and tried to resist, but Karen didn't listen at all.
Karen sealed his mouth with a kiss and thrust his way into Lavi's body time after time. Lavi moaned and quickly covered his mouth with both hands. It was so embarrassing to make love in a practically public place…but also so exciting. Lavi wrapped his arms around Karen's neck and closed his eyes, giving his everything to Karen.
Karen was so busy with paperwork during the flight that he totally forgot about the fax on which he was waiting. Also, in every free moment, he was watching Lavi who was sleeping soundly on the couch. It was only when the pilot announced that they are about to land on the island, when Karen suddenly realised that he forgot about the fax which he was to read and the other one which he had to send to Moira. He did the second one first and then looked at the long list of guests printed on the sheet lying on the tray. Karen took a deep breath and started reading.
- F…Far…Farenhigh…Mary. That one is fine, fine…Vincent…necessary. - Karen's gaze slide down. His eyes were slowly getting wider and wider and his pupils narrowed. - Victor Farenhigh… - Karen murmured quietly, crumpled the sheet and threw it away quickly. - This has to be a curse.
He decided not to tell Lavi just yet, he naively hoped not to meet with Victor at all. When the plane landed Lavi woke up by himself, but still was pretty much sleepy and tired. Karen was glad for that because it meant that Lavi will be quiet all the way to the hotel…or maybe even sleeping again. They took their luggage and Karen lead Lavi to the car. It was his favourite black and red Bugatti Veyron. Karen smiled and patted his car tenderly, he was really mad about cars. Lavi sat down and nested comfortably on the seat. Karen turned the engine on and grinned, hearing the noise which was so sweet for his ears. He looked at Lavi and was just about to say something…but Lavi was already sleeping.
- Ah, what a lazy lover I have… - Karen laughed and stepped on the accelerator and the car jumped forward. - Better than sex…oh, yeah.
The distance between the airport and the hotel wasn't big. Both were owned by Karen and he liked everything to be simple and not tiring. In addition he was a true road hog and because of that the car stopped on the parking in front of the hotel after no more than a quarter later. Karen yawned and stretched his painful joints.
- Lavi, wake up now. We are here…in the hotel. - Karen kissed him gently and Lavi opened his eyes.
- Oh, so soon? Good…I need a shower. - Lavi smiled and sat up straight. - Let's go then!
They went inside to get the keys to their room and while they were at it employees were running around, trying to please the boss with anything. Karen noticed how clean the hotel was and that the standards were raised since he was here for the last time. The staff was working as they should be and Karen didn't wait for anything even a second too long. The luggage was taken to the room before they got there and a maid was quick enough to hang all the stuff in the wardrobe. Karen was pleased with everything so far, and longed to go out and see the beach and drink something cold and refreshing.
Lavi was first to take a shower, so Karen was now standing on the balcony and smoking. He was looking around but there were no people on the beach, or on the grass growing close to the forest. It was so peaceful and quiet that his head almost exploded. Karen took his mobile from the pocket and turned it off with a bit of satisfaction. No more calls today, even if the President of United States himself would be the one calling. He was here anyway so there was no need for him to call.
- The shower is all yours. - Lavi hugged him so suddenly that Karen jumped up. - Don't be scared, it's only me! Can we go out after your shower?
- Can? We have to! There is so much to see that we have to start from now. - Karen winked and disappeared into the bathroom.
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Rasnick (Brak e-maila) 11:25 24-12-2007
Very interesting story. I'm wating for next chapters!
Azira (Brak e-maila) 15:15 24-12-2007
Nie wiem czy mam pisac tu po polsku czy angielsku teraz!;]
Musze niestety ze smutkiem stwierdzic ze to nie o ta wersje pierwszego chaptera mi chodzilo, ale najwyrazniej moj kolejny mail jest gdzies daleeko i czeka w kolejce...ah,jak juz do was dotrze to zmiencie proosze(to do drogich zalozycieli!)
Mam nadzieje,ze wam sie spodoba i ze wogole bedzie fajnie.
Well,for everyone talking and writing in english, I hope you will like it! It's a first version of this chapter...I did send another one but it's probably stuck somewhere faaar away and it will take some time to fall into admin's hands! Hope everyone is happy!
Piszcie komenty bo to baardzo mile i potrzebne
Figaro (Brak e-maila) 08:51 31-01-2008
W ten sposób to ja mogę szlifować angielski  ))) Opowiadanie jest bardzo dobre technicznie i cholernie wciągające. zabieram się właśnie za Twoje pozostałe, mam nadzieje, że płodność masz we krwi (pisarską oczywiście )
Ganimedes (Brak e-maila) 09:25 31-01-2008
Własnie skończyłam... super... naprawdę super. Musze przetrawić i dopiero wtedy się konstruktywniej wypowiem. teraz... super...
Me (Brak e-maila) 12:34 31-01-2008
Marvelous! I'm waiting for more
Matoko (Brak e-maila) 16:37 31-01-2008
Ful wypas! Kolejne części dać!
Azira (Brak e-maila) 00:25 01-02-2008
O jaa! Ale jestem happy normalnie,ze wam sie podoba! Staram sie baardzo jesli chodzi o to opo, mam juz prawie skonczone kolejne 2 rozdzialy wiec niebawem rowniez sie pojawia!
Thanks for all the good words if anyone here is speaking only english haha! I hope you will like it till the end!
Oki (Brak e-maila) 19:05 17-02-2008
No coraz bardziej wciąga. DO tego stopnia, że musiałem sobie przynieść slownik, żeby wychwycić smaczki językowe, a zazwyczaj nie zawracam tym sobie glowy. Piszcie dalej, bo świetnie Wam to wychodzi.
Azira (Brak e-maila) 02:04 18-02-2008
dzieki za mile slowo Staramy sie bardzo:]mam nadzieje ze kolejny rozdzial bedzie gotowy na nast aktualke...obyy..troche tez i czasu malo mamy wiec z korekta i sklejaniem do kupy sa problemy;p
Mey (Brak e-maila) 22:29 24-02-2008
Szifowanie angielskiego to moj priorytet.
a takna poważnie to bardzo mi się podoba, jest ciekawie napisane i wciąga, a akcja 'tato... facet mnie rzucił - zrób mu cos' mnie ujęła pozytywnie.
z innej beczki i czystej ciekawości, mozecie przetłumaczyc na polski tytuł opowiadania
pozdrawiam
Azira (Brak e-maila) 21:46 27-02-2008
Ah,ja tez musze szlifowac wiec takie pisanie opek po angielsku jest pomocne co do 'La Suite' to po polsku jest 'Ciag dalszy' czy tez 'Nastepstwo' po francusku oczywscie
Ravenblack (Brak e-maila) 10:14 23-03-2008
Intrygujące i wciągające. Więcej poproszę!
Ha Neul (Brak e-maila) 00:26 24-03-2008
ale crap xD
Azira (Brak e-maila) 14:43 24-03-2008
ehhm, nie zwracajcie uwagi na mojego negatywnego wspoltworce...pisze swietnie a i tak marudzi!
Cieszymy sie,ze wam sie podoba i piszcie komenty, piszcie!!w koncu czytelnicy tez musza miec jakis obowiazek wzgledem piszacych!!
kotek.mamrotek (kotek.mamrotek@gmail.com) 21:38 04-06-2008
Nie polecam czytać tego opowiadania w celu "szlifowania" angielskiego, bo już po pierwszym akapicie widzę, że jest parę błędów. Złe użyciu czasów, wygląda na to, że autorki znają tylko i wyłącznie past simple tense oraz past continuous tense, w jednym miejscu jest tzw. kalka z języka polskiego, gdzieś się przewinął przymiotnik zamiast przysłówka (lub odwrotnie, już nie pamiętam). Nie chcę nikogo odrzucać, bo to może być niezły kawał prozy (lub nie), ale zalecam ostrożność.
Azira (Brak e-maila) 01:32 06-06-2008
hej no chwila, to jest amatorskie opowiadanie i nikt tutaj nie pisal ze sluzy do nauki angielskiego bo od tego jest szkola, jesli ktos ma dobry poziom. Plus, ta wasza mania na punkcie czasow jest chora, tutaj niewiele osob sie tym przejmuje, chyba ze chcesz czytac Homera albo inne wielkie dziela literackie. W zwyklym, codziennym angielskim na ulicy, ba w szkole, mowi sie prosto i szybko i duzo brytyjczykow patrzy na polakow dziwnie gdy ci wyskakuja im z nazwami czasow. To jest strona z opowiadaniami a nie gramatyka angielska...a przez takie komentarze wlasnie ludzie traca chec czytania, wiec uwagi prosze zachowywac dla siebie jesli chodzi o wynioslosc jezyka albo jakies bledy....to tak na przyszlosc. Ludzie dzieki pisaniu i czytaniu sie rozwijaja,a nawet polak robi bledy w polskim jezyku(niektorzy nawet nie mowia poprawnie).
I er...kotek, nikt nie ma tego czytac zeby szlifowac grammar jedyne co moga szlifowac to zawartosc slownika.
I wypraszam sobie znajomosc tylko dwoch czasow, w koncu siedze w wlk. brytanii dostatecznie dlugo by znac ich o wiele wiecej(skoro moge byc w college'u i dostawac A z esejow). Jesli masz jakies uwagi co do jezyka to prosze konsultowac to z autorami. |
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