when it falls below the skirts

when it falls below the skirts I collect everything behind and I go home , to analyze the situation I am in a position to make a decision or should I give up the will to live , I think for an hour and then I take another direction, it amuses me to think that everything happens , which takes longer to change that dream , because for position on the list of contenders must first be sure to choose good list, one that is closest to my expectations , it is in this spirit that I submit to the Director , luis I said what I believe to be good to say , then I await his response , this was done quickly , I was not accepted in this list , not having enough experience in changing clothes in less than five seconds , so he advised me to go next , which means two thousand miles in the lists because everything is possible while for me as an individual it will not be difficult to go to Saudi Arabia , but hey, since this is where I have a chance to be accepted , then I go, first on foot but when I see that I'm coming tonight at Provins , a medieval town two hours from Paris , I decided to rent an electric car but after fifty kilometers the car stops , then I do hitchhike to Munich and then I take a plane that leads me directly to Riyadh, where I learn and I find the building where is the list, I knock on the door and I someone opens me is someone I know , I told him , it's amazing to find there, we kiss , and then he asks me what I do , I told him I'm looking for a list, then he told me , here is what you seek , this is a den of American secret agents , gosh I have all this way for nothing, so he told me not I propose another solution , there is just behind a merchant son of a cotton picker looking package for France and French is like you I think it can take you as soon I realize in this store, I see the director, a big man who was sweating , I offered him my services , he said okay, discussing it sees that I have just arrived in Riyadh , he proposed me to rent a room with a small kitchen and a roof terrace , in fact we live in this country on the terrace and I'll do it quickly experience the next morning was Sunday , I take my breakfast on my terrace , it is then that I see on the terrace next to a woman who runs the machine, I said hello, she replied in French , you're French , she told me that his father was born in Britain and throughout her youth she spoke in French to home, I invite him to take a coffee on my deck , and at night we sleep together vowing not to leave until our child turns 20