I heard the voice of Maman yelling out to me that some 'breathtaking' Mister was waiting outside for me.
Stress on 'breathtaking'.
She could care less about the ruction she caused, she went bellowing that I stepped out at once.
One would think the woman had been paid to do all that, but I tell you, I, for one still couldn't understand whatever it was about Dr. Valentino that was sure to turn my mother vivid at his presence.
"I'm coming" I bellowed into the halls, slipping on the silver heels I had snatched out of my closet.
I fetched my purse off the top of my desk, and in a moment, I was making my way downstairs, going to meet Mother bopping up and down her feet, as she waited by the door.
"Oooh" She started. "Eyes roaming every bit of me"
"Très belle" She smiled.
I let ou
