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Richard lies down on the bed

Ajouté le 24/2/2010

Louise takes off her clothes and lets them fall into a pile in front of the bureau. She leaves on her leather gloves and stands to the side of the bathroom door. The water stops. Louise looks down at her breasts, how the white skin meets the burgundy flesh of her erect nipples. She covers her mouth with her hand as if to hold her sadness inside. Richard will be drying his hands and rehearsing his parting words to her. She won't give him the satisfaction of saying those words. The door opens and Richard walks out. Louise is behind tiffany key rings sale. She steps forward and covers Richard's eyes with her leather gloves. The penny digs into the back of her hand. Louise runs her tongue up and down the back of Richard's neck and then she kisses along his hairline. She whispers into his ear, "this is my psychiatrist's house, Dr. Earhardt."

Richard moans. Louise presses her pelvis into Richard. She raises her knee and runs it up the inside of Richard's thigh deep into his crotch and then she guides him toward the bed. At the edge of the bed Louise stands over Richard while he scrambles out of his gray v-neck sweater and red tie. Louise steps back, turns and faces the bureau mirror. Richard says her name. Louise stares at his reflection in the glass, watches as Richard undoes his belt buckle and slides out of the legs of his pants. Richard lies down on the bed. Louise runs tiffany necklaces sale hand through her hair. A strand of hair clings to the finger of her glove. Richard is turned onto his side, elbow crooked and head resting on his palm, staring. Louise imagines Dr. Earhardt sitting up in his bed behind Richard. Dr. Earhardt has the covers pulled up to the waist of his burgundy pajamas top. The bedside lamp is on and it casts a yellow light over the book Dr. Earhardt holds in his gentle hands. Louise senses the comfort of the psychiatrist's arm over her shoulders as she snuggles in beside him and places her ear against his chest and listens to the beat of his heart. Richard says her name again, like a heavy exhalation. Louise won't give him the pleasure of seeing her sadness. She watches Richard in the glass as she speaks, the way his eyes dilate and darken as she tells him she's finished with him and his For Sale House.

Louise drops her strand of red hair onto Dr. Earhardt's suit jacket on the bureau, turns and gathers up her clothes.

Dr. Earhardt closes the door of his office. He needs to hurry to get home in time to change, take a ten minute nap, and be at the dinner downtown by seven o'clock. He decides to take the short cut through the emergency department of the hospital, across the parking lot and walk the block to the underground parking lot to get his car.

The emergency department is a flurry of activity. Dr. tiffany money clips sale rushes through the chaos and steps outside. The air is bitter and the snow crunches underneath his footsteps. An ambulance is backed up to the emergency doors. Dr. Earhardt steps aside as two attendants wheel a stretcher toward the door. A man lies on the stretcher dressed in what appears to be blood stained beige pillows. He groans with the movement of the stretcher. Dr. Earhardt feels compelled to take a closer look and backs up to the edge of the open doors. As the stretcher approaches he sees that the padded man is laying on his stomach. Fluffs of white stuffing ooze from the apron pad protecting the man's back. At first Dr. Earhardt thinks the padding is some new form of bandaging trauma patients for transfer, then he wonders if it is not some form of martial art protection. Bright red blood pools at the back of the poor man's neck. Dr. Earhardt feels faint at the thought of the amount of blood it takes to soak through such heavy clothing. He rushes across the parking lot thanking his lucky stars he chose psychiatry and not emergency medicine as his career.

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the book back onto the bedside table

Ajouté le 23/2/2010

Richard opens the door. Louise steps back. Richard is not wearing his real estate jacket. He has on a v-neck gray sweater and a white shirt with a red tie. He seems taller, off guard and when Louise hugs him in the foyer of the house he barely embraces her back. Richard closes the door.

Richard takes Louise from room to room in the house and describes the features of each room, the solid wood floors, yes they could use a sanding, the French Doors with the lead glass, and the kitchen counter tops, easily modernized with granite. Louise plays along with this pattern of theirs and tiffany jewelry to be an interested buyer. She feels relieved by the familiarity of the house tour and doesn't ask Richard what he wants to talk to her about. Let him have his little surprise, she thinks. In the grand room Richard speaks of the solid cherry floors, his arms raise as he points out the floorto-ceiling glass encased bookshelves, the favored feature of the owner, a widowed doctor. Louise's heart presses into the silk of her black blouse as she follows Richard's gestures. Richard turns to the granite fireplace in the corner of the room, a fine spot to curl up beside in the cold of winter with a good book. Louise tells Richard about the lucky penny she found and how the coppery coolness is against the skin of her palm. Richard doesn't acknowledge Louise's words or even turn around. Louise asks Richard to show her the master bedroom. Please.

Once inside the master bedroom, Richard goes straight into the en suite bathroom. Louise, still wearing her coat and leather gloves, lies down on the bed. It is an old fashioned sleigh bed with a sculpted head and footboard. Louise fans her red hair over the burgundy pillows and waits. From the bed she can see a pressed, dark suit on a wooden clothes hanger laid out on top of the bureau. And on the bedside table a thin, hard cover book is placed at an angle. Besides these two objects, there are no other personal belongings in the room, it is as if the person living in the room has lost their taste for life. Louise can hear the gush of water from the en suite bathroom. She reaches over to the bedside table and lifts the book up and reads the title, The Interpretation of tiffany bangles sale. She opens the cover. Dr. Earhardt's name is inscribed on the yellowed page. Louise's shoulders jump and fora second she can't catch her breath and then she begins to giggle. Wait until she tells Richard. Louise gets off the bed and walks toward the bathroom. She stops at the side of the bureau and runs her fingertips down the sleeve of Dr. Earhardt's suit and then she raises the cuff of one sleeve to her nose and sniffs his lingering scent before placing it back down. She raps her knuckles on the bathroom door. She can still hear the running water from the faucets of the sink. Through the door she tells Richard she's found something very exciting! Above the sounds Richard tells her to not touch anything, scolds her as if she is a small child. Louise holds the book open in her trembling hand. She asks Richard what is taking him so long. He tells her he is washing his hands and to just wait. Suddenly Louise knows what Richard wants to talk to her about. She stares at the blur of Dr. Earhardt's name on the page, the way each letter melds into the next. Richard is planning on breaking up with her. Louise wants to bite down into the page and tiffany rings sale it from the book. She slams the cover shut and slaps the book back onto the bedside table.

Louise takes off her clothes and lets them fall into a pile in front of the bureau. She leaves on her leather gloves and stands to the side of the bathroom door. The water stops. Louise looks down at her breasts, how the white skin meets the burgundy flesh of her erect nipples. She covers her mouth with her hand as if to hold her sadness inside. Richard will be drying his hands and rehearsing his parting words to her. She won't give him the satisfaction of saying those words. The door opens and Richard walks out. Louise is behind him. She steps forward and covers Richard's eyes with her leather gloves. The penny digs into the back of her hand. Louise runs her tongue up and down the back of Richard's neck and then she kisses along his hairline. She whispers into his ear, "this is my psychiatrist's house, Dr. Earhardt."

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That's right, wings

Ajouté le 22/2/2010

Mixon has been a member of the Homecoming Honor Court, Demon Volunteers in Progress and the Pom Pon Line. She has also help leadership positions in her sorority. Waguespack is a sophomore fine arts major. Her platform issue is Broadway Cares/Equity Fights AIDS. She is a Dean's List student and a member of the Demon Dazzlers Dance Line. Waguespack is a member of the Student Theatre Organization at NSU. Warrick is a sophomore biology major. Her platform issue is Child Literacy. She is a cheap tiffany key rings of the NSU Life Science Club, the American Society of Microbiologists and Phi Mu Fraternity where she is head of the Public Relations Committee. Wilson is a business administration major in the Louisiana Scholars' College at NSU. Her platform issue is Salute Our Soldiers. Wilson is a President's List student and a recipient of the President's Scholarship. She is a member of Phi Mu Fraternity, serving as treasurer and Purple Jackets.

I'm chatting with Miranda Kerr in a stair well. It's the only place where we can escape the backstage cacophony of the evening's Victoria's Secret extravaganza. Hair dryers are blasting, cameras are snapping and models are yakking all in the lead-up to the annual show spotlighting the company's lingerie and signature wings. That's right, wings.

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To call this annual gala a fashion show hardly does it justice. The New York show will take place at an armoury and feature many of the world's top models including Doutzen Kroes, Behati Prinsloo, Abbey Lee and Chanel Iman. The Black Eyed Peas will perform while celebrities from Jay-Z to Alexander Wang cheer from the sidelines. It has become an anticipated spectacle that is televised in December to more than 100 countries - that represents sixty percent of the world. (Plus, Victoria's Secret will be expanding into Canada cheap tiffany money clips year.) It's every man's dream (straight to drag queens), so getting backstage is a bit of a panic. I've never seen security so tight - not even for a Chanel show.

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I manage to grab Kerr for 15 minutes while she is prepping for the show. She arrived at 8 a.m. and has been brushed, trimmed, poked and prodded along with the other 30 models. "The show is a highlight of the year," she tells me, "but on top of that, we're shooting all the time - swimwear, advertising campaigns, television commercials.... It's a huge brand with so many facets to it."

On her rare days off (she regularly travels six days a week), she works on her own organic skincare line and a book about self-esteem titled Treasure Yourself. "The general theme is encouraging young women to embrace themselves and their individuality, and realizing everyone is unique and special in their own way," she says. "We're all here for a purpose and you can't compare yourself to anyone else." Easy for her to say, perhaps, when her boyfriend is Orlando Bloom, but Kerr is acutely aware of the legions of girls discount tiffany bangles to follow in her footsteps. "My advice to young women is that you shouldn't try and be anything but yourself."

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