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Fusion in threesome
The other day my girlfriend suggested, for environmental reasons but times with the subway to düsen in the city.
I was gripped by a green conscience - however, I don't like places with high volumes of people.
But it was only a few stops, so I agreed.
The city walk was tranquil and we headed back to the subway afterwards.
The display board announced the train in 8 minutes.
Time passed - no train in sight.
The friend explained to me that there were real time minutes - but also Öffi minutes.
Aha.
On the platform, we were approached by a man who kicked his foot in front of an imaginary football, addressing us in a language that was foreign to me.
I guessed he was heading for the stadium.
But Martina got red apple cheeks, and began a lively conversation with the stranger.
So Russian was spoken, for my love had studied that very language.
In between I got short information in German - but the two could not stop parleying.
Both were equally delighted.
The Russian gentleman exuded a pleasant fragrance - fresh citrus doused with soft almond milk.
Delicious - soothed by lavender and sandal and finished with a dash of patchouli.
It suited the gentleman's friendly and refined appearance.
When after several Öffi minutes still no train came, we made our way home as a trio on foot.
Our new friend found it quite natural to accompany us to the front door.
Martina then told me his interesting story over coffee.
I was gripped by a green conscience - however, I don't like places with high volumes of people.
But it was only a few stops, so I agreed.
The city walk was tranquil and we headed back to the subway afterwards.
The display board announced the train in 8 minutes.
Time passed - no train in sight.
The friend explained to me that there were real time minutes - but also Öffi minutes.
Aha.
On the platform, we were approached by a man who kicked his foot in front of an imaginary football, addressing us in a language that was foreign to me.
I guessed he was heading for the stadium.
But Martina got red apple cheeks, and began a lively conversation with the stranger.
So Russian was spoken, for my love had studied that very language.
In between I got short information in German - but the two could not stop parleying.
Both were equally delighted.
The Russian gentleman exuded a pleasant fragrance - fresh citrus doused with soft almond milk.
Delicious - soothed by lavender and sandal and finished with a dash of patchouli.
It suited the gentleman's friendly and refined appearance.
When after several Öffi minutes still no train came, we made our way home as a trio on foot.
Our new friend found it quite natural to accompany us to the front door.
Martina then told me his interesting story over coffee.
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