The lonely wife 2. Laetitia Guivarché

Аннотация:

It takes a few days before we can at least talk on the phone again. It's hard for me not hearing from you for so long, but we both had a lot on our plate at the beginning of the week. It's Wednesday night. After a long and stressful day I am slowly coming to rest. I've had a fresh shower and some food. I feel a little exhausted, but I still sit down at the PC to at least write you an e-mail.
In my Buddie – list I see that you are also online and write you a telegram. But we write to each other only very briefly, because we both agree that we would rather talk on the phone. If we cannot see each other, then we want to hear at least our voices.
We talk about everyday life and about the things we have experienced in the last few days. We also review our weekend together and revel in longing memories. The conversation is generally very lively, but I can tell from your voice that you must be pretty exhausted. When I also hear that you suddenly can't hold back a yawn, I start to tease you a little bit.
"Well, am I boring you that much?" you hear me ask with a slightly impish smile. «Idiot!» it just snaps back at you from the receiver. But I can still hear the undertone, which is exactly what I meant. But still I won't refrain from teasing you a little more. «Well, if I can only elicit a tired smile from you when we talk about our time together».
Boom! That was a good one. All I hear is a wild hissing, like a wildcat. I had irritated you, but that was exactly what I had wanted to achieve. To bring the little leopardess back to life and that's exactly what I had achieved.