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every morning after we have a date or something like that with leroy jared comes in and looks in my eyes intently.
'what?', i ask impatiently.
'you look delighted but not way too happy!', he concludes sadly.
'what is that supposed to mean?', i ask.
'i'm waiting for the moment to congragulate you with the end of your extended stupid celibacy finally! but that guy doesn't seem to go for it', jared explains.
'jarr', i look at him while choosing something to wear, 'thanks for your concern, but -'.
'look at you! you're a beauty, ma girl! you're like this princess audrey hepburn in roman holidays who happened to have an unexpected affair with a village guy!', jared says.
'come on, jarr, leroy comes from a good family, he's well-educated and decent, he can't be called a village boy by any means', i wince.
'still i feel like i have to explain the boy he has to fight for the chance he was lucky to get', jared goes on cheerfully.
'jarr, you sound like an obsessed father!', i laugh, 'and when you say good things to me i can't help it but feel like you're laughing and mean the worst by saying it'.
'mark my words, the guy asks for troubles', he says simply.
'by troubles you mean a sex conversation with you?', i ask.
'exactly!'.
'okay, jarr, i have to get going! how do i look?', i ask looking in the mirror.
'you're gorgeous', he says.
'and again i feel like something's dreadfully wrong', i complain.
'gorgeous ang so silly', jared laughs.
'what?', i ask impatiently.
'you look delighted but not way too happy!', he concludes sadly.
'what is that supposed to mean?', i ask.
'i'm waiting for the moment to congragulate you with the end of your extended stupid celibacy finally! but that guy doesn't seem to go for it', jared explains.
'jarr', i look at him while choosing something to wear, 'thanks for your concern, but -'.
'look at you! you're a beauty, ma girl! you're like this princess audrey hepburn in roman holidays who happened to have an unexpected affair with a village guy!', jared says.
'come on, jarr, leroy comes from a good family, he's well-educated and decent, he can't be called a village boy by any means', i wince.
'still i feel like i have to explain the boy he has to fight for the chance he was lucky to get', jared goes on cheerfully.
'jarr, you sound like an obsessed father!', i laugh, 'and when you say good things to me i can't help it but feel like you're laughing and mean the worst by saying it'.
'mark my words, the guy asks for troubles', he says simply.
'by troubles you mean a sex conversation with you?', i ask.
'exactly!'.
'okay, jarr, i have to get going! how do i look?', i ask looking in the mirror.
'you're gorgeous', he says.
'and again i feel like something's dreadfully wrong', i complain.
'gorgeous ang so silly', jared laughs.