Kate From Katesplayground

Queer as Folk Season EIGHT-chapter twelve-quarter time

"Today's lesson is to recognize the objects "Ben suggested to the group of twelve children who followed him quizzically along the path from the hut used as a classroom led to a small clearing and fresh. The grass was lush due to moisture, soft and fragrant. The trees spread their branches to the bank of small stream that flows quietly, offering a cool shaded area. I boldly colored flowers grew and in so many shades of color that Ben was not even sure you know how to name them all.

"Here we are" ruled spreading his arms for the post chosen.

The children looked around then looked at him puzzled.

One of the biggest doubts became the spokesman of the group "We already know this place and know the names of objects, there is no need to recognize"

"Really? "Ben asked with a smirk.

The boy nodded vigorously.

"Do you think you might recognize even with closed eyes?"

The child's mouth curled puzzled "With closed eyes?"

Ben nodded, "Come, sit down"

whole group walked in and took Ben Seated cross-legged on the grass.

"We recognize the objects that surround us because we see them and give them a name. But this sometimes means not really feel the nature "

The twelve pairs of eyes hazelnut widened even more. Younger children did not understand a single word, the older ones, although they knew he could not grasp the meaning of that statement.

Ben laughed and shook his head "You are right you can not explain. Better if we start the lesson. With practice you will understand what I mean. "

He stood up and pulled the strap that I had brought with him a green handkerchief

"Long Xi, you begin, come," he suggested.

The boy stood up and joined him hesitant. Ben covered his eyes with his handkerchief and made him sit back down, then turned to the other.

"Now each of you take something, anything and in turn handed it to Long Xi which will recognize it without seeing it, just touched, or smelled"

"But this is a game! "exploded the cheerful little girl lame. What Ben had carried on his shoulders to lead to clear.

"Really?" Ben asked feigning surprise.

She nodded: "It is a lesson is a game," insisted happy.

"Maybe you're right" granted Ben "From start"

Children scattered happy to return after a few moments, each with something in hand. Ben nodded "yes" with his head to one of them, silently approached and held out to XI Long hands cupped under his nose.

"Can I touch it?" Asked the child.

"No Long Xi this thing is to smell"

"Flowers" said the boy groped without even clever.

"No it is not a flower. Long Xi sniffs "it urged Ben

The child approached the nose on a blind can not hear anything"

"It is not true. Try again, sniffing quietly and take all the time you want "

Long Xi pledged his nose and slowly leaned closer to the outstretched hands of comrade and inhaled more deeply," What good smell, "he said in a whisper. Ben smiled.

"I am ... ..."

Ben narrowed his eyes.

"I'm berries. The berries of the passion flower "

"Bravo" shouted in unison their friends.

Long Xi smiled enthusiastic "Another thing the"

Ben motioned to a girl to approach. The little fellow gave it to a twig.

"You can touch" gave Ben.

Xi Long grabbed the branch and discounted air said, "It 's a branch

Yes but what tree? "asked Ben.

Xi Long nosed without Ben would provide further guidance. He felt his nose filled with an intense, sweet and crisp at the same time. He had already heard that perfume, I felt all day but had never asked where it came from. He knew, however, to know him, I felt ... when ... when ... ... yes! When he returned to the cabin where he lived before burning. Before crossing the threshold of the house felt that scent. Maybe it was the tree that soared just a few meters from the driveway? Surely you '

"It 's a branch of Cecropia"

"Bravo!" Exploded Ben sincerely enthusiastic.

The child gave him a radiant smile and deep.

continued for another half hour in this fashion, alternating between those who had and who had to identify objects by touch or smell, including laughter, applause and "noooo" disappointed and merry when one of them took huge blunders.

"Well, Now lean back on their feet, "Ben ordered off the ground, immediately followed by the children," Now you must promise that you will be all eyes closed, I understood. We will do some things without looking and you have to describe what you hear "

explained in basic English words interspersed with some of the children belonged to their mother tongue.

The small group did so immediately and squinting.

"Take her hand and slowly you come with me"

In a horizontal row

walked slowly, with bare feet.

"What do you hear?"

After a moment of awkward silence one of them said, "The sofficiume"

"What," asked Ben opening his eyes and smile. The boy who spoke she kept her eyes closed, concentrate "The sofficiume underfoot, the grass"

Ben smiled and nodded, "Right" granted without correct it. It was not important to the lexicon was important perception.

"The fresh sofficiume" said a girl. Ben closed his eyes and inhaled deeply through your nose.

"Fresh is here because the grass in the shade and does not dry as that of the street" notes that the third child.

Ben cautiously led them to the bank of the stream.

"Ahhhh water," they shouted in chorus, children opening our eyes

"Shhhh. Close your eyes and feel the water on your feet "

" That's great, "said the lame girl dreamily. Ben smiled again. How many times had set foot in the water? And how many times they had really felt the warm and relaxing massage?

He breathed again, feeling it just like children. He opened his eyes only to identify which area was clear of the sun and led the gay group, which continued respect to the delivery to keep your eyes closed, in that piece of grass.

"Now lie on his stomach on the" children obey "quiet breathing as if you were to fall asleep"

The children obeyed.

"What do you hear?"

"The sun," said one of them.

"No, not the sun, the heat of the sun" corrected Xi Long

"But what burns or sweating, the ... ... ..."

"Warmth" Ben came to him on his own skin while enjoying the same feeling.

"I also feel the fragrance of flowers" ruled a child, "And I also the grass, the grass smells," added a second.

"And you hear the sound of the brook"

"And the birds that sing!"

"sofficiume And the grass in the back!"

Ben smiled and opened his eyes. Without that children did not know it went to get his shoulder and took out twelve cubes.

"Now, still without opening his eyes, sit" the children obeyed "I'll give you a hand in everything, to everyone. Fear not no joke, so do not you smell it. When I put it away in the mouth "

Children feel the smooth cubes that had gathered in his hands.

"Way" whispered Ben, and children, demonstrating absolute confidence in man, they opened their mouths and I rolled into cubes.

Ben looked at them with a slight smile became aware that fresh and excited when the expression of each of them, while there was amazed and enthusiastic then

"It 's chocolate! !! "exploded in choir with a smile and brown teeth and tongues.

"Yes chocolate is" confirmed Ben happy.

Children laughed happy by the unexpected, the rare gift, and enjoy all the explosion of sweetness and contentment that this simple little piece of food she could give.

"Ok, now you can open your eyes"

"What a great game Ben" Long Xi smiled enthusiastically.

Ben pretended to be surprised, "I said it was a lesson not a game"

They laughed thinking to take them around and the man crouched down in front of them "What did you learn from this ... . game? "

Children became suddenly serious. Then it was really a lesson? They would have to be careful rather than enjoy the game?

Ben understood their concerns and smiled "You learned that you are part of this world," says serious but sweet look "You have around you all you need to be happy. You have the sun, the scent of flowers, water, grass ... sofficiume "

" And the chocolate! "Escalmò the lame girl and Ben laughed," And the chocolate, right "

" lascetevi not convince anyone that it is necessary to be rich to be happy. He who walks always and only with the shoes will never hear the grass sofficiume, who live in homes with windows permanently closed and use air Conditioning will never hear the scent of cecropia, and yes, it is true that there are children who eat the chocolate every day unlike you. But I do not really taste like you today. The child is important to look around and see the wonder of it all, "Ben made a gesture toward the clearing," What is here for you. 're Part like all other children of the world. Even the most affluent, healthier. In this world no one can ever hunt or marginalized because it is only here for you if you only learn to feel any astonishment. You do not need other "

Children looked at him with open mouths and eyes enchanted and Ben found himself smiling softly to their eyes and felt my eyes get wet with its own words.

"When you are sad," he continued in a trembling voice, "close your eyes and feel the smells, hear the sound of water, lie on the grass in the sun. Do not think of anything. And mangiatevi a nice piece of chocolate! "

Children laughed happily.

The girl stood up lame effort to help spontaneously from the largest of the group and headed towards Ben. The man held out a hand to her helping her get

"Do you have another piece?" He asked.

"No, Nua-Ky. I only have two more, I have for you all "

" It's not for me "

Ben frowned and took another cube of chocolate from the bag, handing it the child.

"You have not eaten," she said.

Ben shook his head as if to refuse but he showed himself determined Nua-Ky.

"Close your eyes," she ordered with an air of peremptory.

Ben obeyed "Now open your mouth."

The man narrowed his mouth almost shyly, as if afraid of not being able to perceive the sweet taste of chocolate. He was afraid of hearing all the bitterness that had permeated the taste of anything from several months to that part.

"Keep your eyes closed and slowly suck, not chew it," ordered the baby is well obeyed.

In her mouth sprang a sweet and bitter at the same time. But it was not the bitterness of the venom was the bitterness of the cocoa. That miracle is the chocolate that combines sweet and sour giving a unique taste.

Ben sighed and felt making the scent of cocoa, from the throat went back up to his nose. He smiled, swallowed and opened his eyes to find the twelve children who looked hopeful.

"How?" Said Ky-Nua.

Ben smiled and shook his head "very good"

"Now how do you feel?" Urged the Xi-Long

He felt the eyes glaze over and moved his way to a smile on his face strength "Happy" yelled opening their arms and welcoming all the children who jumped on him throwing him were lying on the grass and laughing with him.

Daphne from behind the trunk of the mangroves where, who had seen them lying in the sun, he had seen without being seen, she smiled, wiping a tear.

"Circle of Life" - Elton John (original version)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o8ZnCT14nRc

'The circle of life' - Italy (Italian version)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v = rsL15hjSELM

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Debbie greedily bit into the sandwich and licked his finger from the sauce, thanks to the pressure of teeth, had slipped out from the edges of the bread.

"Hum" and then began going chewing "A September so it was not seen for years," he said wiping his mouth with a napkin and biting into a second bite of bread.

"Brian says that before or after this chair picnic will collapse under my weight, but I use it for twenty years and is still beautiful intact. Or is it strong or you are not that strong I, "laughed the happy woman turns to his interlocutor.

unscrewed the cap of Coca-Cola Light, the only concession granted the concept of power in own-calorie diet, and took a long sip.

"Tomorrow we start all of New York. A good company but Sunshine deserves it. The exhibition this year at Casey Kaplam promises to be an event in New York that day, and we obviously need to be there. I really hope it is an event seen how long it has dedicated to those pictures. All too actually! E 'in New York for a week to arrange everything. Do not really know how to do. In twenty days he designed, made graphics, painting "sneered smart" Judging from his appearance it seems I have spent whole days to get laid, but from the look of Brian instead we understand that it is not so, "he concluded, shaking his head and laughed heartily.

bit into another mouthful and shrugged, "He, I say Brian, eh! Poses as annoyed and almost annoyed by these ongoing commitments Sunshine but I do not enchants. E 'proud of him than ever, we see from the eyes and the fact that he never saw Brian Kinney playing the role of the prince consort and take a step backwards compared to the king of the night, leaving him all honor and glory, as will instead tomorrow night at the show. Of course Justin will then remain in New York to do a painting and then going to Chicago, "said the woman bending her mouth in a grimace of disapproval" on this right Brian. It looks like a spinning top gone crazy. Not that Brian has told me, eh! But I know that boy since he was fourteen years old and less talk more I understand what you feel. And 'perhaps the most accomplished of all my guys, but I think there is still something unresolved within him. Boh "said sincerely doubt enjoying a new drink coca cola" For me, this stuff will not gain weight but to be so good, however, has something inside that causes cancer, "mused looking at the silver label" Anyway ... "he went into his mouth the last bite of sandwich and smiling at his partner" Michael is increasingly man, "he said with a nostalgic smile.

"He managed to put the pain behind and this now leaves only found out as hard as what he went through has left him. It is no longer my baby. Of course every now and then trim some slap whatever because we know that a mother remains a mother even if the child became a man. But now it is peaceful, that the serenity to overcome obstacles that seemed insurmountable. He learned his lesson, "he said, softening his voice and smile touched" and he knows that Ben is making his path. Do not tell me almost nothing about him and I wonder why are not un'impicciona, but I see Michael as calm, relaxed, in addition to going to poke his nose into his mail when I go to her house to bring some 'spending & rdquo ; chuckled smart women "and so I know! I know that Ben is finding its way and you can not understand how this fills me with joy. I also got slapped him sometimes, but it was so painful expression on his face that dead ... ... ... "Debbie stopped sighing at the memory" But he was strong. E 'strong and I know she is making in its own way, in his day, but we are doing "drank the last sip of the drink and put it away neatly inside the plastic bag woven white and blue. He leaned his face in the warm sun of September, eyes closed, hands folded in her lap.

"The other they are always" taken with a smile "Ted is an AD but is an accountant at heart. But he has grown and do not know how. I also think if the dark period of her I feel a knot in my stomach that makes me go through the sandwich but it is really past. He too was fortified, has self-confidence and esteem. Thanks to Blake, to himself and ... ... "she threw her head to one side" ... even Brian's useless to hide. Then Emmett "smiles persuaded the woman to nominate only the boy and reinstating eye 'and' back to be our fabulous Emmett. Ah! Not sure what is organizing, "he chuckled with an accomplice to" a gathering of you for all of us. Not everyone knows yet but I do. And his mission is to convince Brian to participate, "information should suddenly becoming serious.

"They say that on 21 December this year there will be the end of the world. Well I've never believed it, but if Brian will be at the rally, I will begin to make a serious plan for everything that I would like to do in life in two months that separate me from death. The girls are getting them. For better or for worse. And the kids are wonderful. All three. Gus is getting testy as a teenager and a woman in menopause, "Debbie giggled, shaking her head" But Mel, Lindsay, Justin and Brian are good parents. The help and accompany him in this terrible period of life. You know that now calls Sunshine, Daddy? "Escalmò smiling happily" Scarlett is a treasure. Determined as his two dads. He says he will become the first New York City Ballet dancer and I, knowing the stubbornness and the determination of Brian and Justin, she has it all, I bet that it will become real. And then there's Jenny, "the woman's face bent into a smile brighter than that, however unconsciously Hot reserved Gus and Scarlett" and naive as a child and his father suffer the same way. But fortune has two: to have Mel as a mom and grandma as me! We had to help a lot in these months, because you know, Michael and Ben .... "

He paused, sighing with look sad" but now is okay or at least we are going. I am sure that at the end of October will be Michael and Ben to take her to Disneyland. Will all three together, I'm sure. "

convinced nodded to herself then looked at his watch "I have to go" snorted "Since I no longer use my red wig but I am made hair grow, and Li Ting of I signed my blond sentence having to suffer the hairdresser every three weeks, "snorted restless

" Everyone says that they are very more beautiful that way, I have more class. Well, I think it's just a way to tell me that at my age it was time to put my head straight in the literal sense of the term "Debbie laughed at his own pun," I imagine that Brian is so classy urged to take a picture with me, that keeps hanging in his office in Kinnetik "she stopped and stared at a horizon of immense green lawn.

"If I think of all that passed, all in their life" proclaimed to do with nostalgia, "and if I think that despite all they are all still here. To fight, to fight, to never give up, to send their children to their strength, well ... "he smiled, rising from his chair and putting her hands on her hips ... I'm proud of them. I look at them and think how much I loved it. All. "

smiled, looking down that licked "Just as I was so proud of you right away, since I've known. And I never ceased to be, ever. And how much I loved you too "he shrugged, leaving scroll through a tear on the cheek "and I loved how all of them, maybe something more. Sometimes I wish I were still here, "whispered the woman with a broken voice and a nostalgic smile on his face" but I know you're there, you've been there and you're there. And I know because otherwise .... Some things can not be accommodated if there had never been an angel's hand resting on the shoulder of Michael, Ben, my children. And all of us "

The woman bent down before the grave and looked at the photo, smiling," Thanks for everything my darling. And please, do not give up right now eh! In the words of St. Augustine continues to keep your eyes full of glory in our filled with tears, "she smiled dryly from the nose while breathing in fresh tears flowed from her cheek.

"You are my treasure our guide, our guardian angel," he said before bring his fingers to his lips, kiss them and place them on the picture of Hunter, who never seemed like the tomb of a saint .

It was Jenny saying "We have this."

showing him with his eyes staring something that made him smile a smile surprised, joyful, alive.

The snapshot of a moment of joy in living, fixed in time for eternity

"Jesus To A Child - George Michael

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0egWXAPGVOo

Motorhomes With Cat Engins

Queer as Folk Season EIGHT-third chapter twelve-time OT

"Damned Italians!" Brian snapped launching its now worn green ball against the wall opposite the his desk. He threw his forehead in his hand and snorted massaggiandosela.

Ted followed in silence the outburst of his head. Did not change even when the ball bouncing against the wall went to hit it right on the head.

Brian got up from his seat and walked to the beverage cart, pouring a glass of water.

"They and the family, dammit. People who at forty still lives with his parents and I should make a slogan on this, "he said anyone swallowing water.

One of the major customers of which had to deal with from there to three months the company was "Barilla" famous Italian manufacturer of pasta, which was entrusted to Kinnetik the slogan for the launch of the line in the U.S. " Egg Pasta "

" Put it this way "reasoned Ted" as the egg is not wheat like we trimmed here, unlike the rest of Europe where it is durum wheat, so do not overcook and the flavor will be for some nicer "

Brian lifted a look that was a mixture of grim and question on the environment" And that would mean what? "

" What people the good will regardless of the slogan "proud of Ted exhibited his stroke of genius.

Brian stared transfixed for a moment. Ted's smile slipped from his face.

"You're probably saying that even if I do a spot of shit is not important? "

Ted cleared his throat and tried again an embarrassed smile. Yes, it was what his words meant, he told her to reassure that Brian just could not come up with something decent, but realized immediately that the proposal could not be made worse just Brian.

"No, I did not mean this ..." he tried

"you mean this absolutely Theodore" Brian the rebound.

Ted is hoping for a cataclysm. It was the only way out of that situation. If the ceiling had fallen on his head, perhaps Brian would have postponed the.

and the cataclysm occurred. Although the form of three children who travel sprang from the wall in glass excited screaming and holding up a big sheet, all smeared with color.

"Dad," cried Scarlett, "Look what we did!" Thrilled exposed without even greeting him

Brian slid a glance to the three children from Ted wondering what else could happen that morning to extend its level of irritation all'intollerabilità.

Gus and Jenny opened the sheet to show the man holding sopeso while Scarlett jumped excitedly clapping her hands.

"We did! We did it! "

Brian raised his eyebrows and forced a smile while her daughter ran the meeting and Jenny Gus undeterred and continued to hold the banner with pride and smiling eyes.

"Beautiful" ruled hoping to be able to fake an enthusiasm that did not feel at all as he took his daughter in his arms.

"Grandpa made us dip into the paint and made us do the body painting" explained incacape to curb his enthusiasm a little.

Brian's lips curled in a ho astonished "What a good daddy"

At that moment Justin appeared through the glass door of the office, was on the phone. Brian looked at him, the boy smiled and Brian returned shaking his head slightly

"The attack at home," asked Scarlett

"No Scarlett is all three can not be alone in your house "Gus opposed.

"But you can come and see it when you want"

"Why do not we find a common place to all three?" Jenny suggested.

"No I want in my house," wailed Scarlett.

Brian felt my head explode and looked at Justin who now had her back and stuck his finger in the ear with a free, continuing his phone conversation.

Ted smiled, "Well, we continue later" ruled raised before leaving the office of Brian.

"We have a common place to all three" Gus reasoned

"So we keep it from me," he concluded Scarlett happy.

"No Scarlett can not always have won!" The Rimbotti brother.

"Ok! Ok, enough! "Tow them supporting Brian Scarlett again on his legs. He snorted and looked at the painting. When recognized in the top spots indecipherable, the imprints of the hands of Scarlett, the chest of Gus, the long walk to Jenny smiled despite himself.

'It's really beautiful "gave much more sincere in tone the first time. The children smiled, looking proud in the face.

"And Gus is right, Scarlett. E 'of all three and then it is right that is common in a "reasoned putting a hand to rub his chin. But which one? He thought without finding a solution while conscious of such leave of three children who now looked at him pending the ruling as one looks at an oracle.

"Why Vic Grassi not given to the House? "suggested Justin after you hang up and have them met. Brian gave him a startled look, then looked at the children and found them exactly as he expected to find them. With a look halfway between disappointed and incredulous. He broke into a laugh.

Justin shrugged, "All three can not keep it, but the Vic Grassi, expose it, attached to a wall and put it under a sign saying - Donation of Scarlett, Jenny and Gus - and would receive the same attention they receive all donations by celebrities. We all admire how you were the great painters and Parliament to continue your artistic talent and your generosity in donating one of your most beautiful works. "

Brian slid admiring gaze on a companion when a roar of "Siiiii" excited and happy beats of hands accompanied his proposal.

The boy looked at his partner and shrugged with a sly smile as if to say "See that I'm a genius? "

" So all agreed, "asked Brian hoping to get rid of their boisterous presence as soon as possible. Had to work and concentrate. Two things that are impossible with a nursery that had fallen directly in the office

"Yes, all agree" Scarlett confirmed.

"All right, then Take a trip to the Vic by Justin ..."

"Do not I can now get to work on the image "the tow mate.

Brian looked at him "So the intention was to leave them here," he asked hoping the answer is not one that unquestionably would have been.

"Linds will pick one and Gus and Jenny Scarlett yes, stay here with us."

Brian nodded, "One is three hours & rdquo ;

"Yeah," Justin smiled.

"Permission?" Brian immediately recognized the voice that came from the glass door. He did not even have time to turn towards the entrance of the office that Scarlett and Jenny had already ran to the door "Stephen!" Shouted accepting the entry of Cynthia and the small child she carried in a pouch attached to the shoulders.

Cynthia smiled at the girls and gave them to touch the child's hands and caresses her head slightly.

Justin smiled and went against "Hello! Welcome back. You are in great shape as it goes? "

Cynthia returned the two kisses on the cheeks and bright smile put her hair behind her ear," Go ... "

Brian snorted and sat on board desk. Ok, would not have done nothing that morning. Before he was made a reason for it, would have wiped out the sense of anger he felt.

He raised an eye on the door, and saw Justin with Stephen in her arms, crouching to show the girls.

Scarlett and Jenny smiled and stroked it - what a beautiful baby -, triggering an unconscious response in the infant cries of pleasure in enthusiastic. Gus had approached in turn and smiled serenely observing Stephen, Cynthia had never been more proud than this, even when he was only resolved by a "diplomatic incident" between Kinnetik Chicco and without being able to count on Brian in a meeting in Chicago.

looked at Brian and Cynthia got a look at him.

smiled.

Brian returned peaceful.

"A friend is" - Dario Baldan Bembo

http://www.youtube.com/watch ? v = h7kmP5V-P_S

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"Why do not you take a secretary? "Brian asked by silencing the ringing of the phone by turning it off directly to Justin.

Justin opened his mouth to protest but then decided it was better left alone.

All day the phone rang and, while trying to invent something for the gay pride parade, had several calls to wriggle between Pratt, three of Paula, one of CulToon, and two journals that required interview.

Now it was ten o'clock at night. Whoever it was, he could call tomorrow.

"I have a secretary" notes wearily sitting on the couch and rubbing his eyes.

Brian snorted a chuckle handing him a glass of whiskey. "Molly is not a secretary. And 'your sister, when it is free from studies, responds to the line of Britin and marks on your electronic agenda commitments that you have to be ascertained. I'm talking about a serious secretary. To which you can delegate "yes" and "no" and the ability to decide for themselves if you can make a commitment or not, "

" I am a painter, not an entrepreneur Brian "Justin protested accepting the drink.

Brian chuckled, shaking his head "A professional painter, selling his works and also very good. You do not do it for passion for money, it's your job. What is the difference between you and an entrepreneur? "

Justin looked grim. Still unable to match his immense passion for art with the strategies market. Then he snorted tired and resigned "You're probably right. Today I could not come up with anything decent, thanks to constant interruptions "

Brian merely raised his eyebrows.

"And now I put the drawing boards for Rage. I promised Michael that by the weekend had "

Brian nodded thoughtfully, one hand on her hip, her eyes staring at his glass of amber liquid," it would take you days to 72 hours "notes ; no tone recriminatorio.

'Yes' confirmed the boy before lifting a clear look on friend "Did you talk to Lauren?"

"I talked to Lauren," confirmed Brian draining whiskey in one gulp.

"Well," Justin said simply.

Brian put his glass and, standing before the sofa, ran his hands on his face, sighing. Justin curled his knees to his chest and began to bite a cuticle and then stop at once, mindful of the explanation of Laureen.

"Children have told me the weekend to Britin" Brian looked up and exhibited in those who did not speak to Justin.

Brian chuckled softly "I have said everything that you did do that a lot of fun"

Justin smiled timidly. He was not sure at what point they were with her boyfriend and wanted to test the waters "Well, I'm happy"

Brian nodded and sighed, raising a shoulder "Are you good with children" gave a slight smile which implied a pardon. A lost son of an awareness, of a speech made by Laureen at dinner, a knowledge of the guy in front of him. A pardon was also an apology for an accusation angry about the inability to manage children Justin and, specifically, to manage her child.

To be a good father.

The trust issue was still pending. Hovered over their heads as a vortex that always turns on itself without ever moving. Justin understood from the fact that, although they were talking quietly and Brian's had specifically acknowledged to be a good father, they were facing each other without touching, though perhaps not knowing what to say, how to continue the conversation.

Justin sighed, "I took the picture"

Brian stared at him without speaking, and the boy ran his tongue over dry lips "It 's down in the cellar. If you feel like we can see but it's fine tomorrow, "

Brian continued to say nothing, indeed, to the surprise of Justin turned around and headed downstairs. The boy sighed and closed his eyes in despair. He really ruined their story once and for all?

While horrific sights passed before his eyes closed he heard the voice of Brian call it "Shall we go?"

He looked up and saw the fellow holding the little radio receiver in hand, if Scarlett he had woken up while they were in the cellar. That's why the suit down to Brian downstairs.

as she rose from the couch Justin considered it is true that the mind is left to take paranoia of fear. Just the fact that Brian had left him plunged into turmoil. Instead he went to prepare to go down in the cellar. But as they walked to the door, also estimated that yes, he had misinterpreted a gesture, but if Brian had told him "Ok, I'll get to the radio when you wake up Scarlett" would not be born any thought ...

"Here" ruled Justin trying to embarrass the idea of a bike show painted and Brian dovergli explain what that meant.

The painting was leaning against a metal shelf where they were placed 5 packs of twelve half-liter of Evian.

Brian looked at him seriously, looking at it from every angle. Then he shook his head with a smile.

"What's wrong than not to return to your usual style?"

Justin scratched his head just above the ear and cleared his throat, "The Meaning"

"Ah," Brian nodded without really understand anything. It seemed pretty clear meaning. A woman was going to do a picnic on the banks of a river. "For if we face a new" Da Vinci Code "and you entered the symbols that indicate where the Magdalene is buried?" Joked the man chuckled and Justin serene.

"No, not so deep"

Brian smiled in turn, then closed in the shoulders and shook his head to question

"There & rsquo it is something to eat in the basket "Justin confessed to feeling like an idiot" There is a child who is about to be abandoned in the river "

Calò a silence so deep you could feel the slight noise water flow in the pipe walls.

Brian sighed, "No, there is a child, but there is a girl, right?"

Justin swallowed hard and nodded slowly, still holding the eyes fixed on the framework

"When you painted?"

Justin shrugged "Shortly after meeting the parents of Luise and he knew he was alive"

Brian nodded, sighing wearily through the nose "I know that we had disturbed the meeting, and I imagine that has emphasized Luise know your fears, but I did not think ..."

"I thought why not I told you, "Justin interrupted him hotly, before Brian took a responsibility which did not have. That has not interpreted, imagined "but I told Daphne. I should have said to you "

Brian locked himself in the back," Daphne your best friend, your confidant and a very wise girl. I guess you have given answers that make sense, you obviously have ignored, "he concluded with air for granted.

"Yes, I ignored because I was so ..." took a deep breath and think of those terrible moments of confusion that had passed .... I was sick, I was afraid . Here's the truth. And I talked to you ... "

" Please do not tell me not to disappoint, "he whispered Brian closed eyes

"No, because as you said the other day at the home of Mel and Linds, I thought you would not have included" confessed the boy and only the sound of those words, with the meaning that door behind him moisten his eyes.

Brian nodded, raising his eyebrows, "When you cacciai home years ago because he had heard of cancer, you understand?"

Justin agrottò eyebrows and shook his head questioningly. Brian looked at him "You understand why I did not want you to know?"

"After so" said the boy trying to figure out where he was going with her boyfriend.

"Are you sure?" Said Brian "I did not ask if you have taken note of my fear, I asked you if you do happen"

Justin mused property for a moment then shook his head slowly and Brian nodded, smiling "You could not understand why was not part of your way of being, of your fears or your character. But you have taken note of respect and returning. As I told you the other night is not necessary to understand Justin to stay close to your partner, "he whispered looking him in the face and placing a hand on his cheek.

Justin felt a deep warmth from the hand of Brian and radiating throughout his body, he raised his own hand to support you to that of Brian. He closed his eyes for a moment, as he always did when a strong emotion overtook him. Then he opened them. They were wet, "I know now, now I understand "

Brian stared at him so hard that Justin thought that he was reading in the brain" Sure? "

" Yes Brian "

The man looked at him intently for a moment then smiled again and nodded, before bending to kiss him gently. Justin that kiss was one of the most beautiful and full of meaning that were never exchanged.

"Sorry" then she whispered on the lips of Brian and the man shook his head immediately stop those excuses now insignificant and hugged him.

remain committed to each other in the damp cellar for a time that seemed interminable, then finally Brian is freed from the arms of fellow, and laid his gaze again on the canvas.

"Why do you throw?"

Justin looked at him in turn "Because, as I said, belongs to past, a past and confused ... "he shook his head in search of words" ... ... full of absurd fears, guilt, wonder child abandonment in the face of my daughter and many other things ... ... "

Brian nodded to show that he understood "It 's still your past," he said without taking his eyes from the canvas and feeling Justin's eyes upon himself. He sighed, "There you are within this framework. No matter when and how. There your own truth, your own emotion, it was right or wrong. Deny it would only serve to pretend it never existed "

Justin swallowed and again the silence came upon them.

"I do not ever sell" notes that in the end the boy was not aware that what the buyers of his exhibition is expected of him. A trite and predictable framework.

Brian shrugged, "I give to Vic Grassi House, so you too well to children you will have your moment of glory "

Justin laughed affectionately and gave a push to the shoulder of Brian chuckled.

"Now I really have to throw something down for Rage," said Justin back in control of himself. He looked forward "Two hours, I swear I'll stop at one" promised Brian that once again looked at him without speaking.

"Only two hours, I promised Michael "the boy tried.

Brian stuck his tongue in his cheek and nodded showing a hand with the cellar door and giving it his approval.

Justin smiled and gave him a quick kiss on the lips before disappearing over the threshold.

Brian leaned one elbow to the shelf, put her hand to rub his forehead, closed his eyes and sighed.

"Nothing But Us" - 883

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RPv6MAz_HwY

Gay Cruising Spot In Toronto

CHAPTER 12

Laureen thought that the half-hour delay which had reached could be justified by traffic despite not absolutely true.

Before going to the bar where drinks offered detoxifying and organic snacks had run home to re-washed my hair, despite if they had already cleaned the loft, to stretch. It was made up and was stuck in a pantsuit. The image gave her the mirror reassured.

A pleasant smell of mint welcomed the entrance of the room. Was not one to diuretics or detoxifying herbal teas and concoctions, but thought that after a night spent would not have done that well.

He saw his guest's shoulder, partly hidden by a beige booths in rice paper. Joined him at the table and smiled, ricompensta coming from a bright look and deep. A blue so special in which anyone could get lost.

"Hello Laurie," greeted the man, rising and handing her a cheek to be kissed. Laureen chuckled dell'altezzosità feminine gesture. It was he who had expected to be kissed, not the other way.

"Hello Jared" greeted him giving him a light kiss on the cheek and hugging him. "Sorry for the delay but I had to wait for my sister bring the car after spending the night somewhere, "he lied blatantly without even asking why.

The man smiled and threw his head to the side to carry it out.

"What would you like?" Said settling the table

Laureen looked around puzzled, as if the menu was written on the walls of the room "Hum ... I think I drink orange herbal tea and cinnamon

Jared smiled, "Good Choice confirmed by calling the attention of the waiter who joined them immediately. He looked at the man once, then slid a second escape even a quick look on the woman.

Laureen Jared realized that he had recognized and was wondering who the woman was sitting with him.

"I feel good" notes Laureen watching his ex-patient has become a friend.

He shrugged "I do not find skinny?"

"I tell you you're okay skinny or blame you because you're too thin?"

Jared let out a laugh that warmed the hearts of Laureen. And not because he was fond of the boy caught in the coils of her beauty and fascination of his fame. Genuinely fond of him because he was digging in his soul he read a pure pain, not neurotic, not spoiled by the boredom of having everything and not knowing what to do. He kept those feelings locked in the safe where professional therapists imprison their emotions, then open it when its role as a doctor was exhausted and could only be a person like him.

"Continue psyche after years? You just can not do without it? "Asked the man showing off his perfect white smile.

The woman looked down, smiling to herself "I'm sorry"

"Then do not come to the concert tonight?"

The woman smiled and threw her face in her hands, "Sorry Jared but really know how they are made. I prefer to talk to you calmly in front of a herbal tea. But this does not mean that it has received your cd and I do not be heard more than once quite appreciating "granted with fresh eyes.

Jared nodded, "And what song you like best?"

Lauren looked up at the ceiling pretending to think of the song.

actually wondered whether he should or not to speak of "that" song in particular and all the pain that she herself had felt on their skin to the text. Maybe Jared did not want to talk about it. Groped decided to anyway.

"Alibi" he said with the air as he could feign indifference

The man smiled and looked down it became liquid. Laureen felt an infinite tenderness and an overwhelming desire to embrace that struggled to hold back.

From the first time he set foot in his studio, he knew that behind quell'arroganza, boldness and clear irritating an injured person was hiding, a child in the adult body. A body that nature had wanted to give flawless, but that the injured child was trying to humiliate in any way. Not the most nourishing, subjecting it to physical mortifications, for ridiculous makeup and dyed hair to make it more like a clown. As believed. It had taken more time than he thought, much longer than he thought but eventually the child was revealed in all its horror.

"Honestly, did you expect?" Jared asked, raising his eyes at point blank range on his too perfect.

was Lauren's turn to look down and sigh. He shook his head slowly, "No, honestly I would never say."

was wrong. He made a big error of assessment. She was convinced that passed the terrible moment that Jared and Colin had faced together, the story would not end ever. He could end up if she had survived a similar disaster.

"I dried up all the love he had for me, Did I sucked in all that time," murmured the man with no tone of self-pity.

"No, Jared!" Crucial ruling the woman bringing the arm across the table and shaking his hand in a collision that Jared did not refuse "This is not true! Do not continue to take a shot that you did not. In addition I think we came to the conclusion that he had taken of her, and a lot 'to get to where you left off "

" So why I left? "Jared asked with a look so confused, incredulous and felt saddened that Laureen my heart swell in his chest. He never envied those who lived stories of love, because he never wanted to experience the feeling of emptiness and loss that leave when they finish.

The woman looked at her decided to tell him that what he was saying was the truth, "He left because he chose the most convenient way Jared, because the end is not as strong as you and I thought it was. He left you because, unfortunately, is basically a coward. "

man's eyes became a lightning flash of anger, but Lauren took it anyway.

The woman nodded aware "So defend him yet," he asked in a whisper.

Jared hastened to deny shaking his head "I hate"

"But when I said that is a coward I would have bitten her neck," she said. Jared shook his shoulders to do so.

"You can hate him but no one can afford to hate him like you do. Not even your brother right? "Churches going to uncover ancient pains and conflicts.

"My brother ... ..."

"Your brother Jared what?"

"No"

"Your brother he was right. Here is what is the focal point of the situation. He always had. Nor I'd understand. "

" I'd rather come to the concert "Jared joked with a slight smile, and slide your finger along the circumference of the hot glass of green tea.

"I do not doubt" granted the woman giving him a pat on the back of his hand.

spent a moment of hushed silence in which Laureen waited. Jared toyed with the black paper towel, then rubbed his face "I'm terrible Laurie" confessed in a whisper without looking.

"I know

Jared nodded swallowing Magone pushing throat

" But you're bad luck is the right way. Suffering and allow yourself to feel the pain. Venting the anger in the lyrics, nell'adrenalina on stage, in outbursts. You're not bad as you were years ago. Right, "asked to confirm this, almost as if to reassure herself.

Yes is true "and she reassured Jared let out a silent sigh of relief

" So if my brother was right I made it all up? I actually lived a "wonderful lie"? "Said asking the question that perhaps arose from when Colin, a year before he left to launch in the reassuring arms of the colleague who had first met on his journey. And making even a child immediately, just to be sure you can not retrace his steps lightly.

"No Jared you have not invented anything. And it is That's what hurts you so much. The awareness that the love between you was that it was true, deep and sincere. If it was a lie which he had consciously thought now suffer like this, "explained the woman as a friend to a psychiatrist.

was really what he thought. Nobody in the world would love to pretend that she had seen in Colin.

and anger that he explained to Jared, in some ways was his. She was throwing away an opportunity that few people the world is given in a lifetime. And they had to fear.

If he had in front of Colin Farrell would have got slapped until it bled.

"Well," continued the man trying to rationalize something that did not belong to reason and never would have belonged "on the set during those six months I lived a lie, and it is on this basis that is , all born after "

Laureen looked at him without replying, reflecting on what was really best for him. Then he became convinced that, as always believed and was certain, the best was always the truth.

"You need to convince you of this to be less bad," he asked of his welcoming gaze inscrutable. He shrugged his shoulders.

"If you need to think it was all a lie to suffer less Jared, well then think of it this way. You have my blessing as a psychiatrist and as a friend "

" The you said yourself that this was not reality, it was a special situation "opposed Jared confirmed that he was really the need of absolute negation. He preferred to think of believing a lie that he experienced true love and losing it in the name of a placid serenity of life, and perhaps worse, in the name of a career as a reenergized.

"The fact that it was not really mean it was a lie"

"You're too brainy"

Laureen laughed heartily, "I? Look Who's Talking "

Even Jared smiled looking at her without taking your eyes. He was proud, not afraid to show his pain, his weak side, destroyed, torn to pieces by Colin.

Laureen And I admire him for that and in the name of pride that Jared showed he decided that he would not let his defense mechanisms led him to consider ten years of his life as a delusion ever.

"It was not really because it was a magical moment, Jared" gave quietly with a soft smile on his face. "One of those moments so perfect that they can not take or return. Call it a "gift" that life offers some of us, but ephemeral. This does not mean it was not true. It was not because sooner or later the reality of everyday life would claim its own space, how it happened. But it was a lie. Let me explain? "

Jared gulped and reddened eyes," Yes you explain "

" And yes, "continued the woman," everything else is , based on the foundations of those six months you have lived outside world, a time when everything seemed possible, in which time itself had stopped deluding himself that he would never spent. But love has left and has resisted the attacks of disillusionment can set a time of our lives forever "

Jared nodded sad" But then time has done its work "

"No Jared, it was time to put in place a written sentence. E 'was Colin. Only him. Do not give an illusion to blame fate, stop justifying it. He did not have enough courage. Perhaps it is not a fault, I do not know. But surely it is the reality. "

Jared nodded again, looking down and swallowing heavy.

"Do yourself a favor Jared" continued the woman leaning on the table for Approach, as much as possible and send him the empathy he felt at that moment, "Do not turn into nightmares of great memories . I remember this is what they serve. To remember that there was a time when we experienced something special, though now no more, there has been. And no one can ever erase it. It 'the only way we can stop the time Jared. Memories are the postcards that we send our past and bring us back to a period in which we lived and we were perfectly happy with the thought to which we can come back whenever we want. This is the only eternity we can steal the hourglass continues to flow unabated. Do not give him this power Jared, Colin did not give the power to erase the memories. "

The man raised a glance moved on her. It was Lauren's turn to swallow emotion

"I can do a song with what you said?" Joked Lauren and Jared laughed release tension and breaks "I'll give copyrights do not be afraid "

The woman shook her head and raised his hands," No, no, for heaven's sake, we caught a complaint of plagiarism. In fact it is a speech that I read in a novel as a teenager and that struck me so much to do mine but not mine " confessed.

was Jared's turn to burst into a hearty laugh, "But! ... Damn!"

Laureen parried with the palms of his hands balled up the napkin that my friend gave her him.

The laughter faded into a bond of peace and calm. Maybe that's enough. But Lauren had never been the type to close the first dance that echoes the last note.

"If this is any consolation to you, know that one thing is certain. Between the two, who are worse off is he "

Jared gave her a doubtful look.

"I remember we talked about earlier are not the only one to have them. Them too. And if you are a kind of consolation, for he will regret for a lifetime "

The man nodded," I should console? "

" Yes. A little 'healthy sadism never hurt to anyone, but ... "notes that her quiet.

"I'll be there if one day back," Jared ruled hard.

"I know Jared" granted "The problem is that it will not return"

"I know

" And it's better this way "she concluded on her own skin feeling the sting of that just the truth exposed.

"If you go now" - Massimo di Cataldo

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Bmx Bike Color Generator

Queer as Folk Season EIGHT-chapter twelve later

"Oh my God," murmured Laureen exhausted.

eyes protruded from a blanket over soft he could not remember exactly how it was over him. It was only the view of the immense painted on the wall in front of the parquet floor, and whites and blacks in alcantara pillows scattered in front of the bed on which he was, convinced that he was not lying on the asphalt, the victim of a front with a truck full of anvils such as nausea, felt that the lead on the head, and the physical exhaustion might have you believe.

slowly rose up, matted hair before his face, yawned and looked around.

The remains of the previous evening lay by his side in any order and the memory came suddenly.

"I went to sleep here?" He asked incredulously. He could not remember all that he had fallen asleep. The last thing he remembered was a sort of discussion with Brian, a blunt, and she just ... sitting ...

Yes, exactly where they are now.

He ran his hand over his face and shook his head "The last time I was sixteen," scolded to herself. He snorted and turned to get up under the carpet on which he had apparently spent the night. It was pretty obvious she had gone well and still felt that the thick back fall back to confirm that he was much more than a feeling.

do with staggering wandered in the loft as if for the first time I saw him. No trace of Shawn and Brian. He cleared his throat not sure whether it was appropriate to prepare a cup of coffee alone or indifferent to wait somewhere.

He arrived at the kitchen counter and glanced through the panels sleeping area.

And for the little jaw fell to her knees.

those were his sister's foot sticking out beyond the edge of the bed? Brian's bed, plus? And yet Justin to tell the truth?

Yes were her, no use pretending not to recognize them.

instinctively put her hand to cover her mouth.

What the hell had happened while she was sleeping?

While still right on possible views that lay before you, views that she was sure, would have been justified with the lame excuse of "smoke and alcohol, nearly jumped out of his skin to the" Hello "that sounded fun and unexpected to his shoulders.

He turned and found himself a lightning Brian smiled with cheerful look smart. He was wearing only a pair of tight jeans and torn. Chest and bare feet.

Imagine having an expression shocked and disoriented by the laugh that man the agreement after it from head to foot.

"Hello Brian" he said trying to regain possession of herself. All of his need for control had gone down the drain in overnight. She had got out of hand and that his awareness concerning what was happening around her. His ego scolded her harshly giving it a twinge of anger in the pit of your stomach.

"Coffee?" Asked the man heading the kitchen after he pulled a silk dressing gown that belonged Blueroom to a life before.

"Yes, thank you," sighed Lauren once again throwing a glance at the sleeping forms of his sister in bed with Brian.

"How come my sister is ... ..." nodded without even being able to finish the sentence.

Brian shrugged expert maneuvering to the espresso machine, a gift from Debbie "Finally, after years, we have sold. And ... yes, we all fucked the night while you sleep "

Laureen fell nearly sitting on the ground.

Brian turned to look at her and burst into a coarse laugh, "I'm kidding by. But Dr. Drescher she disappoints me. Where has all its icy self-control? "Poked him the wink.

She resumed her breath for a moment that had passed away and snorted heading to the bench kitchen "In the toilet I guess. With coffee that first drink and then spit some "

Brian chuckled, shaking his head," After you been asleep we continued our pleasant conversation on the bed not to disturb you, "he explained, handing her a steaming cup Brian "and we fell asleep"

Laureen nodded sniffing the smell of coffee and found it similar to the muriatic acid.

"How long you do not take sound drunk? "Brian asked genuinely interested. The woman merely to show off a look of reproach directed exclusively to itself.

"Are you aware that my sister in normal conditions is able to sleep until one in it? Imagine today "

ruled their hair in a ponytail. At least his body was to sum up some control.

"Why change the subject?" Asked Brian enjoying in turn a sip of coffee.

"speech is not only information exchange that gave you"

Brian nodded with a smirk on his face "I have nothing to do until tomorrow morning . Can camp out in my bed yet twenty-four hours. "

"Ahhh, and I thought that I should keep it as free and ready to use the weekend to single you've reserved" ridiculed her before you start drinking his black beverage.

Brian looked at her with amused eyes, "his mother said some things you can do even out of bed?"

"For example in the car? Or in the sauna? Or better yet, in a fetid alley? "

" Exactly, "

Laureen nodded raising eyebrows" Call me a traditionalist but I always find that the bed is the most comfortable place where do "

Brian chuckled, "Call me a traditionalist but do not with strangers in my house and Justin."

"That surprises me a lot ..." she mused, "... very yes."

Brian frowned and shook his head question and she shrugged her shoulders to assume "from what I know you are a couple open, I did not think vigessero vetoes. Above all, I wonder who has set "ruled with a smile ironic in the face. We would have bet all his Chanel lipstick on who had imposed the vetoes.

Brian chuckled and nodded, "This is the only self-imposed if that's what you wanted to know" is closed in the shoulders at all upset "since there is the little girl I heard that this house had be reserved only for those who live there. Moreover, as you said, there are saunas and alleys, which are much more exciting "

Laureen looked at him over her cup of coffee that was cooling hopelessly trying to probe into his eyes that, depending on the light changed from green to light brown.

Brian returned his gaze. Still, undaunted.

She put her cup and nodded "You are less than the granite that we like to think"

Brian laughed amused, "You know I do not think we should be psychiatrist to understand it. I think now they have all understood. "

"Even Justin?" she asked point-blank.

"Especially Justin. I think along with Michael and Debbie was the first to understand, "said Brian ready to Laureen proving to have no fear to compare with her.

"So why continue to want to think?" Continued the woman cocking her back and unconsciously assuming the posture assumed in professional studio in front of a patient.

"Why reassures me?" Brian said quietly, "Why reassures the others? "

Laureen smiled and shook his head" You are very good nell'autonalisi.

Brian shrugged his shoulders to make obvious "You thought you were not aware of what led me to be who I am? What happened or not happened in my life that I take on certain attitudes, ways of thinking and psychological resistance? "

Laureen smiled biting into a chocolate biscuit, for once in his life, without assessing the mentally calories that this was to make his body. "I thought you were so willing to admit it, talking about how we're doing now"

Brian rested his elbows on the kitchen counter and came face to his and for the first time in his distinguished career Laureen felt embarrassed.

"In fact, usually I do not. But you need someone to help you return to the Dr. Jekyll this morning, because the role of Mr. Hyde in which you woke, I noticed that you very destabilizing, "Brian whispered with a smile on the face cutting.

What Michael said? "Brian will not be able to psychoanalyze. He was right.

Laureen gave up and raised his hands with a smile "Thank You" granted.

"Please," conceded the man.

"Oops! .. I Did It Again "- Britney Spears

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mvtDHH_IfP8

****

"Tuesday?" Michael asked incredulously to his caller as he was walking on the pavement heated by the sun of an August that in spite of themselves giving way to September showed no signs of easing bit hot but if you return on Tuesday, then go to Kinnetik to the poster of the march, when you doing the tables for Rage? I have the script ready all the details! "

nodded to answer Justin decided to give him confidence. It would have done in the evenings and at night if it were necessary, but would be ready for the weekend.

"Ok then. How's Jenny? ... ... ... ... All right, then have fun "was about to conclude the first stop of" Ah ... I'm in your house, you're in that line until I get so talk to Brian? ... Ah ok ... ... ... ... ... No nothing of that, I wondered if he wants to come and eat something out then ... ... ... I will greet you? "Michael suggested in a bungled attempt to remedy what he did not even know.

What I knew was that he had noticed an unusual frost between Brian and Justin the day before, then Justin had gone alone. He was already in the programs, of course, but he felt that, even if it was not in the plans, he would go away on its own anyway, "Ok, I say that sincerely," he added without Justin had asked him and closed the conversation hastily.

knocked on the door of the loft for years as he did, or punching and expectations. After some minutes he received no answer and looked at his watch. One and a half. Possible was still asleep?

Ribussò puffing. He was probably having sex with the first stranger found on the street the night before. Good God! Can not change its ever?

Just when he was about to launch the third attack on the door, he heard the bolt shoot.

It took more than a moment for your brain to decode what is in front parried.

widened his eyes as wide open to those who watched him.

"Laureen or Shawn?" He asked shocked air.

The woman, wrapped in a robe, flowing hair is still wet, opened his mouth in an embarrassed smile

"Laureen" he mumbled.

Michael looked at her as she had turned into an alien before laying eyes over his shoulder "Shawn," he asked now absolutely incredulous.

"Oh, are you Michael!" Shawn smiled from the platform at night putting on a pair of jeans in a hurry, "thought it was Brian."

"What the ... ..." asked the man without really understand anything, or the opposite, fearing that he understood everything.

"It is not what it seems, I can explain!" He hastened to inform Laureen mentally vowing to herself that the world would never drink a single sip of alcohol or given a shot at a joint.

****

"Hello hello" Shawn greeted by sliding the door of the loft in front of Michael and smile Brian.

Laureen, having settled, left the loft in a rush toward the two, remembering an appointment made the previous evening. Shawn had stopped to eat something with Brian and Michael.

Michael had been given a share of what had happened to loft the night before and if the laughter was great (with a strong aftertaste fund sadistic) idea dell'imperturbabile Dr. Laureen stripped Drescher, metaphorically or otherwise, of his clothes and alter drives.

Brian ran his hands to massage the face, sighing

"Tired?" Said Michael putting the dishes in the dishwasher used as a meal for two and a half.

"practically to pieces," admitted Brian and Michael nodded, "You know, I heard Justin and says that before going back to Tuesday."

Brian looked up on the back of his "I know," replied obvious.

"Why did not you go yourself to Britin?"

Brian raised his eyebrows and a smile conscious began to make his way in his face, "Why I had to paint and I have to work tomorrow "

" Right, "Michael overturning a verdict amount of dishwashing soap on the sponge that would be enough to wash every pot and pan in the kitchen, rather than just the pan where Shawn had made an omelette.

"do not have to wash the dishes Michael" Brian tried

"Of course it should. Do not you know that the egg can not be burned to pull away after day? Not to mention the stink he does. And of course you do not do that I do "

" Sure, "Brian gave up lighting a cigarette and wondering what would be the best time to tell Michael to give him the courtesy to leave him alone.

wanted to stay until Monday morning.

"Oh, I almost forgot, of course, Justin told me to say hello and ...."

"Mikey," Brian interrupted him from behind his back

"Tell me," asked the friend turned to look at it and showing off the most innocent expression that could.

"What do you ask?"

"No"

Brian looked at him wrong in a message meant that he knew him the best of their pockets.

Michael sighed and shook his head in a way that Brian remembered when he was a boy and did not understand his ways and thoughts.

"What happened between you and Justin?" It was decided to ask.

Brian stared at him for a moment and then pursed his lips doubtful "Nothing."

"Obviously" Michael blurted out "the most stupid that I'm asking"

"A simple difference of opinion" Brian made it clear, rising and reaching the friend. She took her arms and a smile higher led him to turn to the sink as his probe the unsolved problems, he had forgotten he had the soapy hands and was trickling parquet.

Michael nodded rinse your hands and dry them with kitchen paper.

"Tonight we go to Babylon?" He suggested.

"No" was the response of dry lightning and Brian.

"Why not?"

"Why I do not want Mikey "assumed answered the man.

"Next on" Michael poked him with a sly smile "You and me. We are alone, then we go dancing in the dark you go I will rebuke the other hand, you do not expect an hour wait in the car "

Brian looked at him with an expression of who finds himself having to interact with a person who suffered a head injury "I do not want Mikey. I only wish of hanging in the house, smoking and sleep until morning. Alone " specific calmly.

Michael looked at him with huge eyes "It 's worse than I thought"

"What?"

"What happened between you and Justin "

Brian raised his eyes to heaven," God still there are you? "snorted heading rapidly approach the ashtray resting on the ground somewhere.

"You who do not feel like you have a pump in the dark? You want to be alone to set a ceiling? It 'happened only twice since I know you both and was involved Justin "Michael pleaded emphatically.

Brian froze in the middle of the room and snorted a short laugh, shaking his head.

"In fact, if I had not come the first time I'd found hanging from a beam"

Brian closed his eyes, sighing and wondering why he had happened in combination with a best friend like that.

"I was not hanging" specific calmly "and certainly, if it was, it was not for Justin"

possible that Michael could not remember? Can really be so unaware? She did not remember that he had missed a job in New York to which he aspired to be forever? And most importantly, he did not remember that while he was "hanging" the others were at the farewell party for Michael that he would leave for ever the idiot with a chiropractor?

Michael approached agreed to complete the mission in which it was launched and slipped on the statement of his friend.

"From" The Circus, smiling and putting her hands on her hips "Me and you, as once"

Brian stared at him without answering, but put her hands on her shoulders Michael smiled, "Let us dance and then you go to escape the dark reality"

"Flee from reality? "Brian asked, smiling sincerely amazed

" Sure. Why is it not always what you do? "Michael asked suddenly serious.

Brian's face stiffened as he read in the hazel eyes of his determination never seen before, an awareness of granite and unquestionable.

"Every time something happens to you when you're fourteen years you end up with the bird in the hand or in someone's mouth. If it is not an escape from reality ... this ... "

Brian's hands slid along the arms of his helpless and fell along the body. He nodded to impress "There's no denying, the time you spent with Laureen has made you so wise and insightful you should give an honorary doctorate in psychoanalysis" Tetra before walking away.

"Brian" Michael urged him with an enterprising we usually do not belong to him.

"I want Michael to stay. Alone "by Brian stern platform specific night.

The friend looked at him as he had looked through the glass of the house of Emmett in Malibu. And he saw the same look determined, beyond which grief choked, unable to come to light if not ever in rare and fleeting moments.

"Why do not you go to get fucked sound? Knowing you is when Ben is not party purposes. And knowing him, perhaps long before, "Brian spat venomous attack to defend themselves.

Michael continued to look not to mention finally nodded, "Go to sleep. I finish the system and then I go "informed him in a firm voice and determined not to accept any opposition.

"You Are Not Alone - Michael Jackson

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C73NjVQoRww

OT CHAPTER TWELVE (Laureen / Jared Leto)

Brian, in his sleep, saw a slight arm resting at his side. He sighed and moved slowly turning around. Continued to have his eyes closed and her sensory perception was not rational. But despite everything, even in his sleep, he knew that Justin was not that arm.

He crouched at the side of the person who hugged him and waited. He waited to hear his breathing become smooth and quiet then opened his eyes.

looked at the face of Michael brightened in his sleep and smiled sweetly. Since Hunter's illness had begun to show signs of having taken the road of no return, Brian had spent whole nights thinking about how he felt his friend, that he was feeling. And he felt the pain as his own, as is rumored to receive the twins. He had watched his face day after day digging the first to bend in a constant expression of pain, he was sure Brian would have left traces in the perennial lines of his face. Now, watching him sleep, as he had so often done in his life, and sighed slightly at the sight of the expression finally relaxed, serene sleep without nightmares almost over, gave him.

Michael probably felt that look and opened his eyes slowly, looking at his friend through the eyes fogged with sleep.

looked at each other without speaking to him that Brian ran a hand through his hair giving him a sweet caress "Ben returns" sentence in a whisper with the serious expression of who knows how to tell a truth ;.

Michael nodded slowly "Even Justin," he said.

Brian swallowed hard and blinked, looking down

"Sleep now"

"At Your Side & rdquo - The Coors

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C4fF2EJy9Aw