Sonia was not pretty. Light brown hair, tending to be blonde, but without gloss, a small oval and flattened, two protruding cheeks and chin for quell'ovale too narrow and protruding those cheeks. He did not have interesting eyes, he had a beautiful skin.
She had big breasts and a physicist who would also have been defined statue if it were not for the hips are too big and the pace too protruding. He had beautiful hands, and probably even some good feet, as summer never wore open shoes.
but had 'some good legs, this recognized need. Maybe a little 'too big for some tastes, but definitely interesting to taste than others.
Sonia knew she had some good legs and you could see it as not to lose the occasion to put them on display. Substantially both in winter and in spring it appeared to work with skirts a few inches above the knee and dark blue or black tights, never too transparent.
Her breasts, as mentioned, were abundant, but it should not consider them very beautiful, because it was almost impossible to see with a collar, turtleneck sweaters in winter, blouses always abbottonatissime in spring and summer.
Sonia was not beautiful, it was not too bad, to be sincere, but his gait, his total insecurity, and the ability to say things out of place often believed to be sympathetic, makes it type of girl that even 20 years you'd be ashamed to go out.
Me and Sonia we knew As a young boy, grew up in the same block in the suburbs had also attended the same high school, but not in the same section. We've never been very good friends, and indeed she had a kind of crush on me about fifteen years old, but I always thought was something due to the fact that, just to my nature, I was one of the few people in the entire district not take it continuously around (although I must admit that a few laughs, when a boy, he began to target someone, I'd done too).
Furthermore, in addition to having the air of a perpetually girl out, a little 'nerd and unable to gain respect, he a way of trying to be funny that it became irritating because in trying to show that he also had qualities, have ended up that attitude from the first class that in fact attracted more dislikes. And if that was true in everyday life and in school, even more than it was at work to look up where he wanted to discredit their peers.
twenty-nine years we had when we were working for a large multinational company, of which I will not name for confidentiality issues. She was graduated in chemistry and had a not insignificant role in Research and Development, I was on graphics and multimedia in the marketing department. Would often work in contact. I fact I was responsible for preparing brochures and multimedia presentations for clients, and she often oversaw the data and technical texts.
For her the job was very satisfactory, I do not say that the dream of all the chemicals in the area was to work for a multinational, but almost. For me it was definitely rewarding, especially economically, but it was not the best: I could express my professionalism, but it certainly could not give vent to my creativity.
However, when I was hired, that is' two years before the beginning of this story, had replicated the dynamics of adolescence, I say that I just as not to harm others and that she thought we were friends. I thought that it was because of this misunderstanding that day came into my office with an unusual request.
"I ask you please, a big favor," were his words.
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