Hammersmith Servants
Family Genealogy
Paulette was smoking after the recording was over. The woman put her head on the sound recorder. No doubt there was a sound of the door ketokan. Staveren turned pulling hinges, the two women in black blacu clothes attacked the assistant. Staveren took out the puckle gun, fired hard at the two criminals, they escaped carrying Paulette. Paul finally went nowhere. Direct search occurs one day. In the East Kenanga housing a female figure wakes up under a dirty painting. That woman is awesome. Paulette apparently regained consciousness on a sofa belonging to a stranger. “You should've shot.”
“Cecil?”
“Ayoh, don't refuse, you just take.”
“I'm no longer a Phantom! I'm a singer!” Paul was crying.
“Poor too,” says Shelly offers food.
“Let's eat! Wuh!” Cecil opened his plate, his wine bread and his cheese jam a little stale, “think ferment.” he said eat voraciously slimy food and lots of yellow liquid.
Paul vomiting. Shelly gives soda a drink. “We won't kill you. You just have to follow orders.”
Paulette eventually wrote in bluish ink of Cecil's letter. “Just write, Phantom is now controlled by the servant, you let it be so-so, your monarchy will fall into the household furniture. Remember the first purpose of Phantom, we are a corporation that has the authority, say thank you for them has helped us level-level and emancipation women.”
The man finished writing with paper. “You yourself are already criminals.”
“No, if it's true we've been killing you since your umbel dripped last night.”
“Your skin is clean. What's treatment?” Paul touched Shelly's neck. Shelly meowed with shining yellow eyes.
“I can't say. Cil, if you have, we must follow Amanda Dee as soon as possible, I feel sorry for Sri Ratu.”
“You want to revolutionize Amanda? I'm coming!” Paul raised his hand.
“I smell the vices in you.” Shelly sniffed Paulette's nape. “We don't want Amanda killed.”
“I thought you or Cecil were going to kill him.”
“It's not true.” Cecil rolled up the parchment. “It's been two days that you're gone, we'll give it back.”
“I miss you.” Paulette hugged Cecil. Tear down. Looked at. “You should be able to rebuild Phantom. Phantom is our only asset.”
“Indeed it's the goal. O, Paul, are you still hungry? I can cook kebab.”
“If you don't mind.”
Paul ate the food with great pleasure. Shelly was gushing her yellow eyes. “Paul, close this up door, we will come back again.”
“Great party Madras is none other than our plan. That the Queen had agreed on a capital to continue her power. That means he will lose the confidence of the people and only his own interests. We never had this longed for the coming, Madras practice that might, the more profitable we are, banking will be added in some UK cities, big capital we will get as soon as possible.”
Paulette folded the paper hastily into her pocket sweatshirt. The woman was already sitting propping her chin up on the table. Shelly knew to come in and bring pizza dus and martabak. “Before going home. Bring this.”
Paul felt the profit doubled. Secret acquired. Another advantage is held.
The house phone rang loudly. Shelly jumped in shock, picked up the phone, listened and assented, laid the phone casually.
“I said dogs are no good. He ate it himself. Cecil hard once.”
Paulette coughed at hearing that.
Shelly drank water to the woman. Cecil came to bring a car. The three of them continued to the front of Paul's apartment. “You want to stop by?”
“Not necessary. There's more important.” Cecil winking. Drive the car back. Paulette ran into the hallways, the reservoirists were confused to see her. The woman called the Phantom's office. Melissa the truth is in the middle of a worker bustle. Lifting tilpun handle. “Yes, can you directly send the proof, wait, you Paul?”
“Indeed, let me know congratulations!”
The tilpun connection broke suddenly. Shelly was sitting in front of the window. “What do you mean? You say something?”
“No, no.”
“Lucky we didn't finish you. Give me something in your button.”
“I only defend all my air! I know you guys are greedy! You guys want to take Phantom!”
“Quick give, I have no appetite for you.” Shelly clawed at Paulette's shirt. Forcibly retrieving the Dvorak family papers. Read it in an instant. “Please stir. They won't give you a veto. You were once like us.”
“It used to be!” paul used his bra again.
“Cecil will take your Queen.” Shelly lights her eyes and grabs Paul. Paul dodged into the bed. On the bed was burned by fire.
Shelly plunged down the floor and then disappeared. Paulette gaped at his wound in the mirror. “May the Queen be protected.” her prayers form a cross.
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