Going Into the World!

The Johnstone Euro building is a 38-story building, but at the top of my office I've actually created a space for me to exercise or walk around.

Even though the room is cool, sometimes I want to breathe 'natural' air, but ordinary people can always go out and catch the wind, but I can't do that.

The rooftop space is quite large because unlike the United States or Korea, where houses are separate and you can relax, my office is like a home.

There is a track and swimming pool where I can easily jog, and there are some small trees and plants planted around it, and the sun is supposed to come in through the windows of the slanted open ceiling.

You can open the door in a closed room with air conditioning and exit to the outside terrace and roof. Today, I went out into an open space without even knowing it, but I soon missed the air conditioning again. After checking the weather, whether it was over 33 degrees, the sunshine was too warm.

I just took a short walk, and I got sweaty on my forehead. I felt like I had been out there for a long time because I was damp. However, as the air conditioning turned solid, I felt refreshed quickly, so I opened the book again after reading it on my desk.

"In three minutes, what did you do?"

I dried my head with a towel and checked the clock on my desk. Numbers in digital point to 5: 30, indicating that two minutes have passed between them. I said I would shower as soon as I could, but it took more time than I felt.

I didn't have to wash my hair to get it right, but I took a full shower while it was soaked in water. It was because I felt a sticky energy on my forehead and armpits because of the sweat I had just shed.

Suddenly, I took a shower because I was sweating, but I was just playing around with an experiment. In the book I was reading, I wondered if it was actually possible for someone to finish everything, including a shower, within three minutes.

"Hehehe, hehe! What are you filming?"

I endured the laughter that burst out without my knowledge. It's because the words written in the book are so funny. The same story was also a thick slice.

[At the time of Jacques Sirak, the Paris Mayor said, 'Shower included, 3 minutes!' I had a nickname. This bizarre nickname that makes people's heads tilt is a nickname that fades away during parties or meetings and becomes affectionate, often nicknamed after women from city hall who have seen it in a few minutes.

I think '3 minutes' is too short to have a normal relationship, but Syrah also has enough time. Did you squeeze it out or did you bluff it out?]

In this book, which is often written around the French list price, especially the president, the back story is often about the president of Syrah and his predecessor, Mitreran.

Specifically, about the sexual journey of President Syrac, it is described in detail over dozens of pages through witnesses from those around him and the driver at the time.

In France, the stories underneath the back of politicians have an illiteracy that is not well handled in the media or books, and the book proudly says that it "broke" that phrase. I like that it helps to understand the European gender (thumb) ethnic culture and is fun.

"Haha, did the ex-President pass this on to you?"

Following the story of 'Stop Three Minutes' in the first chapter, it was about 'East Hole'. This is related to Carol Bouquet, the heroine of the James Bond film starring Roger Moore, "For Your Eyes Only," in '81.

One of France's best beauty stars, Carol Bouquet also lived as Chanel No. 5's model. From the picture in the book, I think I saw a picture of sweeping up long raw hair somewhere.

Actress Carol Buchanan said she was and was the same when Mr. Miterrand was president, and that the next president who succeeded her was also a very hot relationship with her. I am not sure if this is the former successor's inheritance, or vice versa, and the successor's disadvantage. The book says not only that, but that it is left to the imagination. I don't want to be curious anymore.

"Puhaha!"

I laughed again without even knowing it because of the interesting visas that continued. I'm really learning a lot today. France... It's the largest country in the world, so its leaders walk the streets.

It is said that the fruits of two former presidents' pickings varied by journalist, secretary, actor, model, etc. and that there were over a hundred of them on the menu.

"Chairman, I think you're in a good mood."

Sabrina comes in knocking and looks at me, dazzled and noticing. I looked at the book and looked at it all alone or bursting, and it was like I had a smile on my mouth. Should I say this feels good? I have to do it, but I'm reading a fun book for a while.

"You think so? There's a funny story in this book."

"Oh, do you like politics, too?"

"Politics? Haha. I don't like it. I'm just trying to learn Europe."

Because of the cover I saw when I picked up the book a little bit, I think I misunderstood it in politics. In fact, politicians talk quite a bit, but they also tell stories in other ways. This is a book called "The Secrets of the Fifth Republic," and it's full of behind-the-scenes stories.

"The title doesn't look interesting..."

Sabrina approaches me curiously, as I wave the book in her hand as I split the thread. I was a little teased because the expression was funny. However, I'm trying to tell you something, so the content is a bit like that. A man is perfect for jokes, but Sabrina is a secretary.

"Hmmm. This is about the French Republics, something about presidents from all time. Have you ever heard of a three-minute shower?"

"Yes? What does that mean?"

I have a puzzled look with my eyes wide open to my shivering smile. I never heard of it either. I say this is a little sexy, but I'm more curious and ask you to let me know.

Pretending I can't win, I open up the part I just read, and I come close to my side and quickly turn my eyes to the book to read.

"... who slips away during parties or meetings and makes love, and what comes out in minutes is often nicknames given to her by the city hall staff she witnessed. Normal... cool! How in three minutes. No way, no way."

Sabrina, who was reading the text, suddenly shudders and asks herself questions and answers. There's a side of Bridget Jones Diary that looks just as cute as the one you saw before. Sabrina has volume, of course, but not fat.

"You can't what?"

"Oh, you know what?"

I'm curious about what Sabrina imagined, and then I shudder for no reason. I thought I would know the answer, but I wanted to hear it myself. If you've been begging me to show you the book from the start, you'd better answer quickly. Hehe.

Unlike Eva, who is a true sage, Sabrina has fun exchanging dirty jokes. Perhaps it was because men and women lived in Germany, where they enjoyed sauna naked, and they also enjoyed the story secretly. Or perhaps they are attracted to strong men like many women who are generous and clinging to Syrach under the influence of their French mothers.

"I took a shower a minute ago, and it took me a minute, no matter how fast I took it. Three minutes in the shower, it's gonna be tough on the girls."

If you put it in there as soon as a man comes out of the shower, you'll have to push it in because you're not ready unless you're a woman with strong colors. A man may be sick, but a woman may be sick.

"That's not what I see. Maybe a woman..."

Sabrina, who is energetic, hesitates for a moment to say the next word of '..', but I stare at her, smiling and clapping my thighs alternately. I don't hate that school. Khh! Hmmm. I shouldn't be doing this.

"Haha. Shame on Sabrina. By the way, isn't the president overreacting? 100 is bad, right? Maybe a dozen."

This is my honesty. Originally active people have a strong appetite for it. I envy you, but I won't allow 100.

"He's a cheater. By the way, did Carol Bouquet have an internal relationship with President Syrac? Somehow I said it was going so well, and there was a reason for it."

"That was the relationship with the former president, Mitre."

"Oh, really? You're so open, baby."

Hnng, I don't know who's saying what to whom. I put my hands on my thighs and rub them in the middle of talking, but I'm not sure if it's habitual or intentional. Of course I don't hate it, but your penis is getting stronger.

Sabrina gently touches me in front of her eyes and unzips me. The pillar rises as if to spit out a complaint as to why I just called. Sabrina leans her head in front of my lower body with a gentle expression, and her mouth paints a red rose to swallow me whole. The soft and warm feeling in my tongue made me groan unconsciously.

"Are you uncomfortable?"

"Huh? Oh, no. By the way, is Eva back? I had the data I asked for."

Sabrina wakes up from her delusions of anxiety in her voice. He kept touching someone else's thighs, and I suddenly got confused. I guess I used to have a habit of thinking about other things when I used to talk to others.

The book I was reading and talking to Sabrina about it, the atmosphere flowed strangely. The subtle cosmetics and fragrance of Sabrina's body that approached me tingles my nose.

You have to bite me! 'I was caught up in an atmosphere that I thought I would do that, but I was in a hurry to find Eva because things were going to get complicated.

"I'd probably be back. I'm working out for a while, so I left."

"Really? Can you get Eva, then?"

"Yes, I understand."

A voice that seems to have a sense of my feelings and regrets somewhere leaves a lot of room. I got up off the couch, and I grabbed Sabrina's ass, and I said, "Wait, is my body okay? 'Take a pose and walk out. The food in my hands seemed to be slipping away, so I felt sorry for it, but I was holding out.

I asked Chief Crimson about Sabrina a long time ago, and he said he'd done some background checks before he could hire her. People who are right next to me or come into contact with the group's key information track their suspicions from the time they were in the womb.

It's the Johnstone intelligence team's ability, needless to say. Sabrina's on-line team says she's done a little too much scrutiny and field verification. It was to prevent "information leakage" because there would be a lot of people watching and listening.

Somehow, while the Johnstone Group dreams of conquering the world, such a group of 'villains' seems to be gathering, it is necessary to maintain world-class technology and hide some of our abilities. Moreover, not to mention my privacy.

"You wanted to see me?"

"Yes. Is Sabrina home?"

"Just now. It's what you told me to do before, it's a binder."

I also wanted to build something plausible like a headquarters in Europe or a Johnstone Super Center. So I asked them to make pictures or materials of buildings that might be 'inspirational' easy to see.

The wonderful buildings in Dubai on television show that the Johnstone Euro Center looks empty, but I didn't call Eva because I need them now.

"How's your mother?"

I asked Eva, who was sitting next to me on the gesture of my hand, about her mother in Poland. Here in Munich, you can fly to Warsaw in three hours, so I visited it a few days ago.

"Yes, you are healthy now. Thank you for your concern."

He has been taking care of Eva's mother through a Polish office, and Director Crimson has taken further steps to officially open a European office and manage it here.

"It's no big deal, between us..."

"Phew, what's the story between us?"

Eva laughs at my words and laughs. Unlike Sabrina, she's a charming but quiet type. I guess I was a little funny when I blurred my horse's tail.

"This is what it's like. Huhu."

"Huh-uh-uh!"

As I hug my waist with one hand, she lets out a sudden breath. The soft, sweet taste that my tongue entangled with Eva's was piercing my heart.

My heart trembles with the excitement of a long kiss, whether my body was sweet because of the exchange of gossip with Sabrina for a while. He touches Eva's back with his other hand, and Eva comes close to my neck with both arms.

The other hand is tucked under Eva's blouse. I grabbed my soft breasts secretly and gently touched them again. Eva moves in my hands, excited by the reaction, and now she gently rubs her fingers against the protrusions of her chest. I can feel Eva's body twitching, but I rolled up her hideous clothes. Eva also twists and helps my hand.

"John, let's go inside. We don't know who's coming in."

"Heh heh. Okay. Grab my neck."

Eva asked for a favor, and I hugged Eva just in case. I took some clothes with me and went into the attached room and put them on the bed. When I saw Eva lying in bed waiting for my disposition, I was forced to take off my clothes in a hurry.

"Are you here to hold me or to take a bath?"

"I just went downstairs to exercise, and I took a shower."

I'm in a hurry to make excuses, and I know that. I'm just teasing you.

I've seen Eva's body for almost a year and a half. It's also nice to see long legs stretched out smoothly. My naked body twists slightly as if it were awkward, but I gently stroke it from my knee to my thigh. Eva closes her eyes, shyly, as her fingertips finally reach a crevice in a well-groomed forest.

"Ahhhhh!"

As I rub my fingers against the cracks a few times, Eva's thighs tighten my hands. That sweet groaning made my ears happy. I took my clothes off in a hurry and lay down beside him. I sucked on my elongated chest with my mouth and moved with my hands, sometimes pressing down on the inside of my thighs, or chopping off my fingers.

I felt uncomfortable moving because my hands were tightened with my thighs because they were very irritating. I gave up my heart and went down. He opened his thighs with both hands and straightened his tongue and stabbed through the crack. Eva moans louder. I felt cheerful and teased my tongue harder.

"John, stop -- get up here."

She raises her butt in my affection and presses both legs with her hands, making me feel like I can't take it anymore. You climb onto Eva's body with a victory smile. I lift my legs up to check my position, then slowly push myself back in. That hot feeling climbed up my spine and shoved my butt right in front of me.

"Ugh!"

"Haaa!"

You move back and forth hard over Eva's body. Each time, groaning comes from the good senses that come from the lower body. Eva is also grabbing my back and making an eloquent snort to see if I get excited.

As if I've never been with another man before, whenever my stuff goes in, I feel desperate to pat my ass with both feet. I thought I was a little sorry. I told you not to wait... I felt like a bad guy for no reason.

"Ugh!"

Having been a long time, I wanted to satisfy her, Eva's eyes glanced at her face and boasted as much as possible. Then, when I could no longer tolerate the tightening coming down, I immediately lost my strength. Suddenly, I feel like I'm being shot at. I also felt satisfied with the feeling of the throbbing over several times, and I kissed Eva.

'I knew this would end like this.'

It's hard to break a connection once it's tangled up. Especially for someone as hungry as I am. I felt sorry for two women at the same time because they were both wearing legs.I think Syrac and Shredder live well too... Damn it! Era, I don't know.

Artwork Reviews

So this is how it got back to Eva. Even if you have a complaint, it's just a novel. I would appreciate it if you could read it.

Ildu is a character named after "Wisobo" from Kim Yong's recorder, which has been explored many times by the writer.

It's basically self-serving, but when it feels like it's doing a lot of big-time, flirting and flirting with women, but it's still super strong luck (?).

I'm sure many of you have read the recorder, but if you haven't, please read it.

After all, she has a mother from the third class of girls, who grew up in a fire department, and is "blazing, blazing, blabbing" style. And that's why it's written so naturally, without even knowing it.

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I did a little more research into Europe, and it said something about a book called "The Secret History of the Fifth Republic."

France 'The Fifth Republic' refers to the Republic of France now, which General Charles de Gaulle built in 1958 against the Four Republics in the background of the Algerian War of Independence, which was the main colony of France. At this point, the parliamentary vote shrinks and a powerful president is born.

The behind-the-scenes story in this book is written in the text.

"Three minutes, including shower" refers to the Bondgirl who had a relationship with Nick and Mystery and Syrah, and the two presidents.

Of course, the author didn't buy and read the book, but published various newspaper articles and personal comments that were published at the time.

Aside from that, the night of the accident with the crown prince, Diana, Syrac was playing hide and seek with another woman, saying, "Where is my husband today? 'An assistant who had to be mistreated by Sirak's wife. Syrac often goes to parties in Berlin, the Italian prime minister, and plays with women.