Dear Matz, dear Mo!
We're at the opera with friends and we're having dinner afterwards. Don't wait for us, itwill be late, very late! Have a nice evening. We'll see you for breakfast. Then you must tell us about your rendezvous with Bianca and Gabriel.
A big goodnight kiss
Mom& Dad
I returned with the note, two glasses and a bottle of wine, which I stole from my father. Gabriel had already made himself comfortable on the sofa and put on a CD with a mix of ballads. James Blunt'sYou're Beautifulwas playing.
"How long has Jamie known you?" he purred in a soft voice.
"Flatterer!" I purred back.
"What was actually going on with you? Why did you laugh so much when I asked you about the session?" he asked curiously.
"That's a story I'll tell you when we're more familiar with each other."
He seemed to be satisfied with the answer.I poured us a drink and we toasted each other. After we had swallowed, he pulled me towards him. I was so surprised that I couldn't carry out my plan to use my tongue in time. And his velvety soft lips were already moving away again. What game was this guy playing with me? I emptied my glass and lunged at Gabriel with the courage of a desperate man, pressed my mouth onto his and pushed my tongue between his lips. The resistance was imperceptible to non-existent. So as not to let it degenerate into an unpleasant snogging session for Gabriel, I quickly withdrew again and breathed out heavily. He looked at me in disbelief.
"There's a little volcano sitting next to me! Are we familiar enough for the session story now?" he teased me.
"NO!"
"Ooooch!" he regretted slyly.
The doorbell rang. Saved! I heard over the intercom that a Mr. Täschner had ordered four pizzas on my behalf. I pressed the opener and fetched my wallet. When I returned to the door, the pizza delivery man was already standing in front of it. I paid the requested price with a hefty surcharge. In return, I received an effusive thank you and best wishes for a (wink, wink) lovely evening. I needed to rethink my tipping habits.
"Hey, dude! Grab your food!!! Come down before the pizzas get cold!" I shouted loudly upstairs. A short time later, the two of them were already in my room. Mo moved an armchair to the coffee table and invited me to take a seat with a grand gesture. He quickly scurried over to the sofa next to Bianca, who in turn joined her brother. As Mo knew which pizza I liked (salami with extra garlic), he ha
