- Look at me all these rednecks here ... They just stick together on their square meter of sand, against each other, they read crap all day with their screaming kids, husbands matent some chicks in fresh, women matent others, those that reassure They go swimming in a sea green to almost force let the little ones, and some great, relieve themselves in the deep blue, the women yell at their husbands who continue to suppress the topless forgetting to be discreet, and immediately after shouted at, they put their bit quietly and décolleté in place before the eyes of a charming stranger who is in his third glance seconded, a stranger who will feed their forbidden dreams and heighten their regrets that time passes so quickly.
- Raoul ...
- Then they shouting at each other as if they were in their room watching through to those who look crooked because they scream as if they were in their room, they sandwiches out of the cooler, it stinks the pie and the pie, they eat an apple they bury the stalk with the butts in the morning, or those smoked by an addict the day before, they shake their towels and apologize after swinging one ton of sand when they knew full well that the neighbor was in the wind, and they will take an hour to return to their F2 which costs a kidney because they will leave, like any year, to a time when everyone leaves, the minute there is more sun that forces them to put a ton of after-sun in the evening, making them glow like big worms, sprawled in the spotlight this bar on the terrace where they will sit down, without speaking, to quell the same as they mate all day at the beach.
- Raoul ...
- bossent And they live all year for this! It's still the ultimate beaufitude, right?
- Because you, with your white sock, in your beautiful leather sandal from the top of your critical sense, you feel over this beaufitude?
- Oh, excuse me but nothing to do darling! We, a mattress was 50 euros per day, you pay the fee to quell the same rednecks that matent rednecks, but we're comfortable mate! One luxury mate! It offers the dream! And we Matt Smart, we are in the sociological analysis! And then the white sock, it repels the sun, so I put a black, I would have super hot foot. Sandal and sock it to protect the sand that marks a bit, it colors.
- And why you put yourself barefoot now? Like everyone else?
- Because the class or it was not Simone! I'm not everybody! Come on, finish your crossword puzzles because I have a drink-alley 18h with Charles, and I have to fill up the GS before all these rednecks have the same idea at the same time.
- And tonight, what can you do?
- As you wish, if you want us to stay cushy, there's Intervilles on TV, otherwise we can take a mirror port or a beer at the bowling alley.
- You make me dream my love ...
- What? Ah there it is ... You'll get out your taste for luxury, right? Your hiking, your museums in Madrid and your castles of the Loire? Simone must choose, in Madrid, you'll have no mats that price, and elsewhere, You will not get the tan you want to fade back to your colleagues! And the bowls in the mountains, it's really not practical ...
At this time, Simone screams so loud it wakes up all alone, having just awakened her husband
- What's happening baby?
- I had a horrible dream ... The worst possible nightmares ...
- Well, you will tell me tomorrow ...
- You Raoul leather sandals?
- Pardon?
- Do you have leather sandals ...
- can not talk about it tomorrow?
- No! I need to know now!
- Pffff ... listen, no, I do not think so ...
- You have to be sure!
- No, I do not have leather sandal! We can sleep now?
- Good ... Promise me you will not buy ever ...
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