Date: Tue, 19 May 2015 14:11:40 +0100
From: Alain Mahy <amahy1957@gmail.com>
Subject: Fate and more 7

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That night, when Kyle arrived home just after me, I told him about the
changes and he wholeheartedly agreed with my decisions.  He was overwhelmed
with joy when I announced the creation of the Fleet department.  He said he
was sure my father would have been very proud of me and that I was bringing
the business to a new height.  When I gave him the sales result of the
weekend, he couldn't believe his ears.  That was far beyond his wildest
expectations.  But the scoop of the evening was coming from him.  The
annual national brand meeting was to be held in our county.  That meant a
meeting of two days for over five hundred people, as only the official
dealers were to be present.

- Do you remember the castle we visited during our trip?

I nodded and took my wallet to retrieve that young woman's business card.

- Do you think it would be big enough for a gathering of so much people?

- The best thing to do is, calling Nicole in the morning and ask her.  You
need a conference hall, catering and parking space.  She is the only one
who can tell you if it is doable.



*****


Kyle called Nicole the next morning.  He was quite surprised when he
learned that she was the actual owner of the castle.  She had inherited it
from her Grandmother who had preserved it so well.  The costs to maintain
it were so high that Nicole Bethancourt had to organize events to cover
them.  Kyle explained her first who he was and how he got her number.  She
remembered quite well and gave some details to prove it.  After some small
talk they switched over to business mode.

The sole mention of a corporative event of about five hundred people piqued
Nicole's interest at once.  The castle was big, but maybe not enough.  But
Nicole was a businesswoman.  She mentioned that the Ball Room was ok for
the conference if Kyle accepted just chairs and no tables.  If tables had
to be included she was limited to four hundred and twenty people and a very
small stage.  If he left out the tables, the room could host over five
hundred people and a bigger stage for the speakers.  Of course, if the Ball
Room was used for the conference, it was logistically impossible
(time-wise) to use it for a meal, but she offered the possibility to put up
a huge tent in the garden.  If weather permitted it, the sides of the tent
could be left out and it was almost an open-air lunch or dinner.  The
parking space was not a problem as the surrounding fields were property of
the castle and could be used.  She could organize, if wanted, the necessary
sound and microphone equipment, the catering and the necessary personnel
for the whole event.

Kyle gave her his e-mail address and asked her to send him a price-offer as
soon as possible.  He did the same with two other venues but had a clear
preference for the castle.  They represented an international brand and
wanted the annual national brand meeting to be memorable.  Nicole's castle
was exclusive and in superb surroundings.  For her it was important to
strike the deal, as it would be a fantastic publicity and advertisement on
her web page.  Kyle crossed his fingers that the price-offer would fit in
the budget as he had a weak spot for the place.

From the three price-offers Kyle had asked, one came back but was far
beyond the budget.  Nicole's offer and the second one were very similar,
but the other venue had not the prestige of a castle.  The headquarters had
given George Carte Blanche for organizing the event, and George had given
it to Kyle as long as it stayed within the budget.

Kyle wanted to go and see Nicole personally.  The discussion of such an
event couldn't be done by e-mail and by phone only.  There were too many
details that had to be talked about and the schedule of the event was very
strict as well.  He agreed with her to see her on a Saturday so that we
could have a weekend together.  He reserved the nearby gay hotel where we
were on our previous trip.  We left on a Friday night and relived a small
part of the tour we did almost a year ago.  We checked in and actually got
the same room.  The same receptionist was flirting again with us saying we
could call him for "anything".  Kyle, just as last year, was amused but
didn't give it more importance than it had.  The evening meal was again
excellent and as we didn't have to drive, we allowed ourselves some coffee
with liquor.

The next morning after a copious breakfast we went to Kyle's appointment
with Nicole.  As soon as we passed the iron gate, we saw her silhouette on
the steps in front of the main entrance to the castle.  She greeted us with
a warm smile and led us directly to the huge Ball Room, indicating that it
was where the conference could take place.  We then went to the back garden
and she showed us where the tent could be placed and where a smaller tent
would be set up for the kitchen of the caterers.  It was a fact that, if
the weather allowed it and the sides of the tent would be left out, the
sight was breathtaking.  She led us through a number of smaller rooms
telling us what they could be used for.

Once we were in her office, Kyle showed her the list of requirements for
the event.  It was not really that much, but it had to be taken into
account.  She looked it over and said that normally seen it was no problem.
Telephone lines and Internet connections were available.  The parking space
was no problem at all and she said we would go and see it afterwards.  The
inclined podiums for two cars she wasn't so sure about but called her
provider who said it was available.  The caterers for serving food and
drinks covered the personnel.  The caterers once again covered the coffee
table with biscuits for the pauses in the morning and the afternoon.  The
sound system, the decoration of the Ball Room and the tent, the stage, the
lightening and the outside inclined podiums were assured by the events
company.  She assured everything would be ready the day before the actual
event and that we could set up the two cars on their respective podiums.
Two hours after the start of the negotiation, they agreed and shook hands.
A bank transfer of fifty percent would be done on the following Monday and
the rest would be paid on the Monday after the event.  Nicole said she
would send a detailed contract on Monday.

- I have a little surprise for you, said Nicole, I have asked our caterer
to prepare us a lunch so that you could sample what he is going to serve
during the event.

She led us to another room where a table was dressed in the same way that
the tables would be dressed for the event.  Kyle seemed to recognize the
chef, as it was the same one than at the hotel we were staying at.  We
already knew the food would be good and it was.  The waiter sampled the
uniform the personnel would be wearing during the event: dark blue trouser,
dark blue shirt and red apron.

All in all, Kyle was super happy about his choice of the venue.  He
considered Nicole to be very professional and he was convinced she would be
the perfect host for the event.  When we left, we were amazed to see it was
already four o'clock.  Time did fly by when things were going well and
smoothly.  It was obvious Kyle was satisfied with his meeting and looking
forward to the event on itself.  He was in a very good mood, too.  He even
suggested doing a little detour and visiting the pond where we had been
skinny-dipping.  I knew what that meant!  I agreed immediately.  When we
reached the pond the sun was still high in the sky and giving us warmth
enough to be sweating.  The cool water was certainly going to do us a lot
of good.  We were faster out of our clothes than out of the car.  We ran to
the water and divided in as naked as the day we were born.  The contrast of
the water temperature and the outside one caught us off guard and even took
momentarily our breath away, but the human body is a miracle on its own and
we adapted very quickly.  After a few minutes swimming, the water felt
divine.  It was only after a few minutes that we realized we were not
alone.  Two other men were swimming in the pond as well and must have seen
us arrive and jump in the water naked.  They were looking at us and I
didn't know what to do.  Kyle on the other hand acted as if there was
nothing happening at all and waved to the guys who answered his salute.  As
if to show us we were not the only one skinny-dipping, one of the guys dove
under in such a way that his naked butt could be seen.  The other guy swam
over to where we were and introduced himself as Mark and saying his friend
was called Mark as well.  Once his friend was next to us, we all shook
hands.  After some small talk we could say Mark and Mark were nice guys and
had discovered the pond the same way we had: thanks to the GPS.  As we were
quite close to the shore of the pond we could stand up and have the water
at the height of our navels.  One of them, who stood closest to Kyle,
reached his hand out and was clearly trying to have a feel of Kyle's
genitals.  Kyle immediately took a step backwards.  We made it clear to the
guys that we were a couple and monogamous.  We were not interested in
anonymous and quick sex.  The guy who had tried, shrugged his shoulders
saying that it was a pity and that we all four could have had some real
fun.  To prove his point he grabbed his friend by the waist and pressed
their crotches together, kissing and making out.  It was obvious he
intended to get us aroused and in a certain way he did.  I felt my cock
swell and I was sure Kyle's was not insensible to what he saw.  We swam
some more hoping our hard-ons would subside but it was too late.  The show
Mark and Mark were giving us made our organs stay to full attention.  They
got out of the water and stretched out on the grass.  I admitted to Kyle
that they were both well proportioned and even nice to look at.  He agreed
with me but since the first day of our relationship we said we would not
indulge any sexual activity with other people.  Watching was fine, but
touching was not part of our agreement.  So we watched those two making out
and getting into full an uninhibited sexual intercourse.  We got out of the
water some distance away and were sporting hard-ons, of course.  Just as
Mark and Mark, we stretched out on the grass and started to kiss.  But we
kept our eyes open.  The porn show those two were offering us was turning
us on big time.  Kyle started to mimic what they did and I followed his
lead.  When one of them started to suck on the other's cock, Kyle engulfed
my manhood in his mouth.  When one of them spread the other's leg wide open
and dove in to rim him, Kyle spread my legs wide and French kissed my
rosebud.  When finally one of them fucked his friend, Kyle made love to me.
The fact another couple was going at it not that far away from us, gave our
orgasms a special touch.  No, it was not the best orgasm we had ever had.
We were not concentrated on what we were doing as we constantly kept an eye
on what the others did, but it was good.  With Kyle it was ALWAYS good.

When we were spent and came down from our post-orgasmic height, we saw the
two guys approaching us.

- We could have enjoyed that all together, one of them said.

- No, we couldn't, said Kyle.  We have our love and we don't mind to watch
our being watched, but we don't touch and don't let anyone touch us.  We
are very much in love.

- Oh, said one of the Marks, we are not a couple.  We are just
fuck-buddies!  You see, we are both married and love our wives dearly, but
from time to time we need something else.  Man-to-man sex is so different
and we enjoy it to the fullest when we can.

- Everybody choses his own life, Kyle said.  We respect your and hope you
can respect ours.

- We do, one of them said.

But I was not convinced.  Maybe we were old-fashioned, but thought those
two guys were living a lie, not only to their wives, but probably to
themselves as well.  We were not there to judge or condemn them.  As Kyle
had clearly stated: everybody choses his own life.  We kept the friendly
approach and talked about other things.  When the sun was going down little
by little, we said our good-byes and went our separate ways.

The weekend was over far too fast as usual.  Kyle and I had both busy
schedules and we enjoyed our little escapades so much.  Ok, we were living
together and spent our nights together, but during the daytime we didn't
see a lot of each other.  The re-organization of my sales team was going
far better than what I had expected.  James had now more time to
concentrate on the exclusive cars.  Gregg followed James' example and was
getting very good results with his team, which accepted him as their new
leader.  I thought it was time for me to concentrate on my new project: the
convertible.  Just as for the Alberta and the Jacqueline, I took out older
sketches I had made in the past and chose the five, which were closest to
what I wanted to design.  This time I wanted to have a more "accessible"
car and bring the price down so that more people could enjoy it.  We had
the necessary space for a third assembly line and the initial costs were
lower as well as I used the same chassis as the Alberta, although a little
enforced due to the lack of stability provided by a roof.  The building
costs would be less as well as Charles' team had more experience.  It would
also take me less time to design it as I was getting used to the software I
was using.

Kyle was really busy with the national brand's event.  There were so many
details he had to think of, because he was a perfectionist.  Even though he
didn't have to, he wanted to show George that he was worth the trust George
had put in him.  He was in constant contact with Nicole and the event's
company she recommended.  Fortunately, Nicole had foreseen a lot of things
in her price-offer and was really in charge of making it all as perfect as
Kyle wished.  He was so busy that he went to his office even during the
weekends.  I took the opportunity to go on with the design of the
convertible in all its necessary details.  Even though I had told my primal
idea to Kyle, I was decided to not reveal anything more to him till the car
was actually finished.  The reason was quite simple: I wanted it to be
finished and give him one for our tenth anniversary together.  I had nine
month to achieve my goal.

Kyle was exhausted.  He had put so much energy in the event that he had
problems sleeping.  I noticed as well that he was eating less and losing
weight.  I asked him several time if he was ok but he said I didn't have to
worry, that it was all due to the event that he wanted perfect.  I didn't
insist, but made a mental note to take some well-deserved time off as soon
as the event was over.

Finally, the event was about to happen.  The previous day Kyle had gone to
the castle and saw that Nicole, indeed, was true to her word.  Everything
they had discussed was already in place and they were arranging the last
details.  There were flowers about everywhere and the place was more than
inviting.  The two latest models of the brand had been but up at both sides
of the main entry on the inclined podiums.  The logo of the brand could be
seen wherever you looked.  The Ball Room, converted in conference room, was
exuding automobile masculinity but with the touch of class that our brand
was requiring.  The guys of the event's company were checking out the sound
system and even in the back of the room, whatever was said through the
microphone came out clear and well.  The caterers were setting up the tent
with the tables and chairs and even stating to dress the tables with the
tablecloths and floral centerpieces.  About twenty guys and girls were busy
with plates, glasses and cutlery.  Nicely folded napkins adorned the
plates.

In the entry of the castle various tables were set-up for our personnel and
the info-stand.  In the adjacent room, which was almost as big as the Ball
Room, tables were set-up for serving coffee and biscuits at the arrival of
the guests and would be used as well for the coffee pauses.  Kyle's
personal assistant was overviewing that everything was according to the
contract and when she saw Kyle she had one of the brightest smile in the
county.  She was so happy that her job had been made so easy.  Michelle,
Kyle's PA, and Nicole were getting along as if they had been doing that for
years.  There was an obvious complicity between them.

The day of the event, George was the absolute first to arrive.  Kyle
greeted him and gave him the tour of the venue.  George was flabbergasted
to say the least.

- This is the first annual meeting I know that has been set-up so
beautifully with the budget you received.  I am really proud of you Kyle
and I'll have to give a special thanks to Junior for suggesting hiring you!

Soon the place was bussing like a beehive.  Comments about the place could
be heard from everywhere and all were positive.  At nine thirty sharp
George was standing behind the microphone and in front of the five hundred
people that attended the conference.  His speech was pleasant because he
used quite some metaphors and humor, but he his message was clear.  On a
big screen, the sales results were projected showing an obvious increase
compared to the previous year.  He thanked everybody for it.  He also
announced some new measures, a new model and special offers that would take
place during the following year.  His speech took a little over two hours,
but was not boring at all.  It was interesting and I saw a lot of my fellow
dealers taking notes feverishly.  When George noticed that, he said that a
booklet had been printed for all of them and that they could concentrate on
what was on display instead of losing parts of his speech by writing down
notes.

When George finished, he announced a coffee break of about half an hour and
that afterwards Kyle would go into details of some of the points that he
had mentioned.  After the coffee break Kyle indeed was standing in front of
the crowd.  I had no idea he would be so at ease speaking in public.  He
had been such a bundle of nerves before the event and was now a total
different man, addressing the dealers.  I was so proud of him.  He had
captivated everybody's attention and you could have heard a fly going
through the room.  When it was time to end his speech and letting everybody
go to the garden for the lunch, he asked for a special attention.  He then
explained that it was worth showing the improvements of one dealership in
conquering new clients.  On the big screen I could see pictures of the OUR
workshop and showroom.  I had no idea he was going to show that!  If I was
proud of him, it was nothing compared to the pride he took in showing all
aspects of my new dealership.  He mentioned the efficiency of the workshop,
the novelty about our new computer software and last but not least the
results we had reached in an efficient sale's team.  He asked me to stand
up and I received a big round of applause.

The lunch was delicious, but the professional approach of the caterers was
just stunning.  Everybody was served in record time.  The weather was
fantastic and, as Nicole had promised, the sides of the tent were open.
The views were beautiful and it was as if we were having lunch in the open
air.  Nicole had an eye for everything.  It was obvious she had some
experience in organizing events at her castle.

In the afternoon there was another conference and I was surprised to see my
own IT man standing on stage.  He explained our brand new software that he
had created for the dealership, pointing to the advantages and the
efficiency at the moment to make the invoices.  The user-friendly program
also allowed having a detailed overview of the stock in real time.  It had
apparently been Kyle's idea to call him as he had seen how it worked at my
place.  I was a little bothered that I had not been consulted, but quite
proud to see that my IT man was collecting huge success.  When he was
finished, Kyle went back on stage and asked if the dealers thought it would
be a good idea to have that software installed in every dealership.  There
was a unanimous applause.  After the afternoon's coffee break it was George
who came back on stage with a surprise.  He had put up an incentive
campaign.  The fifty best selling dealerships would receive a trip a luxury
hotel in the Maldives!  A few pictures of the Maldives and the hotel came
on screen and it was more than appealing.

Shortly after that the conference was called finished but there was still
the possibility to have coffee or refreshments.  Around six most of the
participants had gone.

The following day was for the workshop managers and was a pure technical
conference.  It was all about improvements on electronic devises and ways
to service the cars.  It was about some innovations and solutions for
reported problems.  George and Kyle just made small introduction speeches
and then left the place to the engineers and other technical managers.
They just left the room and went to sit in the garden with their coffees.

- Kyle, first of all I want to thank you for this annual meeting.  It was
just perfect!  I admit I didn't expect less from you, but you have
surpassed my expectations.  It was totally flawless and well organized.
All details have been covered.

- Thank you George, I am happy you appreciate the efforts of all the people
who made this possible.

- Don't underestimate yourself Kyle, you were the leading force behind it!

He sipped from his coffee before going on.

- But... Yes, there is always a "but"... I am a bit worried.  You look
tired and it seems you lost some weight.  Are you all right?  You know you
have a full medical coverage and I really would like you to use it if you
need it!

- Oh George, don't start like Junior, please.  I'm fine.  The stress and
the tension of the last month have been getting to me.  I admit it.  There
is nothing to worry.  There is nothing going on that can't be remedied by a
few days off and a good catch-up of sleeping hours.

- Are you sure about that?

- Yes I am!  Stop worrying.  Or is it that Junior talked with you?

- No, he didn't, but it makes me think.  If he has mentioned it and I
mention it, too... Then maybe it is true that we saw changes in you.  I
really would appreciate if you used the commodity of the health insurance
you have.

- Ok, I will if you two stop worry about me.  But I tell you it is all
because I lived on my nerves!  I am healthy.  Junior and I go running quite
often, we eat healthy...

George interrupted him.

- Eating healthy?  From what I saw yesterday you almost didn't touch your
plate!

Kyle thought about it and had to admit George was right.  He almost didn't
eat at all the whole day.

After the event, time flew by again!  Kyle and I had a lot on our hands.  I
had mentioned to Kyle I was working on the design of a new car but that I
wanted to do it in my own and present him the finished product as a
surprise.  I had moved my design computer to the office to be sure he
wouldn't be tempted to steal a look at it.  When my design was finished, I
called a meeting with Charles and the best men of both teams of the Alberta
and the Jacqueline.  I told them before showing my sketches and computer
prints that the whole project would be secret this time, as I wanted to
give Kyle the finished product as a gift for our tenth anniversary.

Then I talked to James.  I explained my purpose to him, too.  He had a
smile on his face and said it would be difficult to hide from Kyle.  I
insisted it was a must.  In the showroom of the exclusive cars we set-up
the place for a third car.  The space was surrounded by a metal structure
that held up flame red curtains.  On the curtains there was a big V and a
question mark in black.  I had decided to call the convertible Veronique,
in memory of one of my best friends who had died of cancer.  The company
who made the chassis of the Alberta had no problems at all to reinforce it
to compensate the lack of solidity provided by a roof.  It increased the
weight of it, but it was a safety measure that we could not overlook.
Charles and his team did miracles in creating the necessary body parts.  I
asked them an extra effort this time, as I wanted two cars assembled at the
same time: one for Kyle and one for the showroom.  Charles scratched in his
hair when I asked that, but I knew he could do it.

In the mean time, Kyle went to see the doctor.  Even though the event was
over, he still didn't eat a lot and was often tired without any apparent
reason. The doctor ordered a complete check-up.  Kyle would have to enter
the hospital for a full day and they would perform all the possible tests
form blood analyses to a complete scan.  Kyle hated just the idea of having
to go to the hospital, but the doctor convinced him that it was the best
way to know if anything was going wrong.  Thanks to the medical insurance
he had as part of his wages and a particular phone call from George to the
hospital manager, he didn't have to wait at any of the examinations and was
released around five in the afternoon.  The wait for the results was
excruciating.  Even though he was convinced nothing was wrong with him, he
still was nervous.  I tried to calm him down as much as I could but to no
avail.  The only thing left was to give him a full body massage with a
happy ending.  The sole mention of it brought a smile on his face.

We went up to our bedroom and I fetched the baby oil we used for such
occasions.  We stripped and lay down on the bed, Kyle face down.  I
straddled his butt and started at his shoulders as usual.  There were a few
nervous knots to which I paid special attention, taking my time to have him
completely relaxed.  I went down, rubbing his body in the way I knew he
would enjoy it the most, kneading his buttocks as id I was making bread,
spreading them form time to time to cause an arousal for him as well as for
me.  I massaged him from shoulders to toes and then asked him to turn over.
It was obvious that my arousing technique was having the desired effect as
he was sporting a huge hard-on.  I straddled his hips and sat directly on
his manhood that I could feel throbbing.  I massaged his front, carefully
avoiding his cock, as I knew he wouldn't need a lot to ejaculate his juice.
When I reached his toes again I asked him one more time to flip over.  I
then spread baby oil all over my front and lay down on him.  I rubbed his
body with mine and his moans were a clear sign of appreciation.  My cock
was swelling fast to full mast.  After almost ten years of making love
together, I knew how to position myself so that I wouldn't need my hands to
guide it right on target.  I entered him with ease, as he was so relaxed.
It always amazed me how much heat my cock found inside of him.  I slowly
pumped in and out of him, putting some extra pressure on his prostate.
Kyle groaned and moaned and wiggled with his butt, causing great sensations
in my nether regions.  Each time I sensed one of us would go over the edge,
I slowed down to have an orgasm fade away.  Once I felt it was safe, I
started my thrusts again.  As always we were oblivious of time and when we
reached our climaxes once again I increased the speed and the strength of
my thrusts.  Feeling Kyle's ass-muscles contract I knew he was spurting his
juice under him.  Knowing that and letting the sensation overwhelm me, I
deposited my seeds in his bowels.  I kept inside of him as long as I could,
but nature took over, my cock deflated and plopped out.  I collapsed on his
back and tried to catch my breath.  I waited till my heartbeat came back to
normal to slide off of him.  Before that happened, I heard Kyle snoring
lightly.  I guessed I had him relax more than enough!

Finally, the day of the final tests of the two Veronique's were there.  We
loaded them on two trailers, but covering them up so that nobody could see
them on the way to the circuit.  Our faithful pilot was there and was
actually looking forward to test one of my designs again.  Just as the two
previous times he was more than enthusiastic about the Veronique.  The
Veronique I was destined to be Kyle's car and the Veronique II for the
showroom.  As Charles and his team were there I let them each have a drive
with the Veronique II.  I did a few rounds with the Veronique I.  The test
pilot signed all the necessary papers and we had the permission to bring
the car on the road in no time.

The Veronique II was driven into the showroom, but was still hidden with
the curtains.

The day previous to our anniversary I had called Kyle's PA, Michelle, to
say he wouldn't be in the next day.  She was getting used to calls like
that from me.  She didn't ask any questions, just took what I said as a
fact.  I then called George, explaining what my plan was for the next day
and asking if he and his wife would mind to be present.  He accepted, of
course.  That same night, when Kyle arrived home, we had some small talk.
I had prepared our evening meal and asked Kyle to go down to the cellar for
a bottle of wine.  As he always took his time to chose a bottle. I knew I
had the time to take his keys and hide them.  I had to avoid that he left
the house in the morning.

The day of our anniversary Kyle woke me up by making love to me.  After
reaching our climaxes he said it was better than breakfast in bed, but then
he got up quickly saying he was going to be late for work.

- No you won't.  Not today.

- Baby, I have important meetings this morning.  I know it is our
anniversary and I'll make it up to you tonight, but now I really have to
get ready to go.

I saw he was more than determined and was happy I had hidden his keys.  I
didn't even have time to join him in the shower, as he was out of it before
I reached the bathroom.  He dressed quickly and almost ran down the stairs
saying he would ask Michelle to order something for breakfast.  I waited
for a few seconds, sitting on the edge of the bed and knew what was coming.
I heard him swear and curse the whole world for not finding his keys.  I
ran to the bathroom and in the shower before he got a chance to come up the
stairs again and asking me where his keys were.

- Don't worry, I said, I'll drive you if you don't find your keys.  Give me
time to finish my shower and get dressed.  Meanwhile, go to the kitchen and
eat something!

But he was already on the phone to warn Michelle he would be late.  She
played the game and said she had everything under control.

I finished my shower, shaved and dressed.  I had a smile on my face the
entire time.  When I was finally ready, I took my keys and wallet and we
were in my car and on the road.  He noticed of course that I was not taking
the road to his office.  I told him I had to go to the dealership first and
that he shouldn't worry as Michelle had been advised.  He was almost
entering a bad mood, but when we reached the dealership and saw the
curtains in the showroom, he turned to me with a smile.

- I guess you have a surprise for me...

- Yes, I have.  The Veronique is finished and I wanted you to be the first
to see it.

He took my hand in his and kissed it.  We entered the showroom and Kyle
didn't understand why George and his wife were there.

- They needed someone to pull on this string, George said.

Indeed, there was a system of flash-drop installed at the top of the
curtain.  That meant that when George would pull the cord, the entire
curtain all around would drop to the floor.  I positioned Kyle at the best
place to discover the Veronique.  We had a little countdown from
three... two... one!  And George pulled on the cord.  The curtain was on
the floor in a split second and the four-seater convertible was visible.
Kyle lifted his hand to his mouth and didn't say a word.  He was awestruck.
The Veronique in all its beauty was there.  The straight but fluid lines
accentuated its length.  The body color was iridescent white, meaning that
depending on the light falling on the car you had very light pink, green,
yellow and blue reflections.  The interior was soft beige with contrasting
red seams.  The dashboard was covered in the same leather but with a
diamond pattern on it.  All the instruments were individual circles, neatly
integrated in the leather.  That car was made to de driven with the top
down, but when you covered it the top was in the same beige as the
interior.  Even if I say so myself, the design of the alloy wheels was just
spectacular, giving the car an almost aggressive appearance.

Kyle went around the car, looking at it from all angles.  For the first
time since I knew him, Kyle didn't know what to say.  He went to sit in the
car and admired the high-tech finishing.  He came back out and went one
more time around the car.  He then came up to me, took my face in his hands
and kissed me.

- This is an absolute masterpiece!  This is the most beautiful car I have
ever seen.  I know, I know, I said that with the Alberta and with the
Jacqueline as well, but this is fabulous!

He turned to James and said:

- I will sign an order right now!  I want one!

James, very phlegmatic looked at him and said:

- It's ready sir!

- Ok, give me your pen and I'll sign it.

- No sir, I think you didn't understand me.  The car is ready!

Kyle looked at me quizzically.  I took him by the hand and led him to the
Veronique workshop.  Veronique I was ready to go on the road.  I took a
card from my pocket, as the Veronique had no keys.  The card opened the
doors and switched on the road lights as soon as it was close enough to the
car.  Those cards were personalized and his just was black with his name
printed on it in flame red.  I handed him the card.

- This is the Veronique I and it is all yours my Love!

He took the card and went closer to the car.  Once within reach we heard
the central locking working and the road lights switch on.  He went even
closer, walked around the car and finally sat in it.  On the dashboard
there was a Start/Stop button and he pressed.  It was as if nothing
happened.  The car was so silent you didn't even hear the engine start.
Kyle looked puzzled but once his eyes fell on the dashboard he saw that the
indicators told him the engine was running.  He pushed the button again and
the indicators went back to their original place.

Kyle came out of the car again and came over to me.  I had a bright smile
on my face and just said: "Happy Anniversary".  That's when Kyle collapsed
and fell on the floor.


To be continued if you guys tell me you love the story.
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