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second What was that again? Oh yes! Were perhaps the good old times, were as train drivers and postmen officials? This constant Tug of war - if the course is no longer frozen, then the GDL due to drowsy in bed and nothing is going - that one can go pretty on the cookie.

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Jessica - a fatality / / / Part 14

I wanted to write the scene that ends this episode even more. But Sunday was because it is packed full with other activities - so we remain at the end sit where we sit just.

As usual, here the link orgy in advance: [ Part 1 ] / / / [ Part 2 ] / / / [ Part 3 ] / / / [ Part 4 ] / / / [ Part 5 ] / / / [ Part 6 ] / / / [ Part 7 ] / / / [ Part 8 ] / / / [ Part 9 ] / / / [Part 10 ] / / / [Part 11 ] / / / [Part 12 ] / / / [Part 13 ]

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The voice was so unearthly as the darkness from which it came. "You have to give her life."

John was not joking after feel to the atmosphere was oppressive, too great a concern for Jessica. Otherwise he would have something like "if I must, then I go to the bathroom," replied. But such awards were in another world, in another life. In another time perhaps. Instead, he asked: "Who's there"

I'm Nitzrek. You have to save them. "

" But I do not know how. "

" How could you bring them into this situation, Did you know And now you're at the end of your abilities? Tried "

John to recognize the shape, spoke to him. It was too dark to see more than a something, a being, a large, deep black shadow, blacker than the darkness. No face no contours.

I'm Nitzrek "

He replied." I know. And you do not want to lose Jessica. You can help her, I did not want to "John

see this being in the eye, Jessica him in her arms -. Lay - if Nitzrek had arms. He took Jessica in his arms, took a step toward the shadowy figure. Perhaps it was even darker than the figure would go from a negative light. In John normal world the light always drove the darkness, here they put out any glimmer of contrast. Another step in the same direction, John, saw nothing, could make no more contours stood aimlessly in a black void. The voice he heard might arise in his head or penetrate his ears, it was unreal and far away yet so near, when the little spoke directly into his ear.

"No man sees my face and lives," said Nitzrek.

John felt Jessica trembled in his arms as if she had hit an electric shock. Same time, touched him gently on the forehead, cold, icy cold and wet it felt. All strength left his muscles, his knees buckled and he fell, Jessica in his arms on the grass. Before silence lay over him, he could hear how incredibly far away from the call. "I need her," the voice seemed to shout, "where it is" - but its meaning left him even before he knew whether he had actually heard something.

When John came to, was the clearing in the evening sunshine, twittering in the branches of a few birds. The air was still warm. Jessica lay half on his body, her head resting on his chest. Her skin was cool, too cool to ambient temperature. He took her face gently in both hands and said in a broken voice, "Jessica. Wake up. It's over. "

you did not respond.

From a distance, said John, to hear an engine, a motorcycle, it might be. The noise sounded far away.

"Jessica, please wake up."

John Embedded Jessikas head carefully on her good arm and stood up. I must get help. I need someone to help her. Helps me. But who?

lay beside his car with the corpse of the gaping wound in the neck, the second attacker was no longer visible. Whether the man was dead, could not tell John, he had only had eyes for Jesse in the moments before the darkness had fallen from the sky. How long ago? He had taken off his watch before he went into the water. John went to the blankets over and looked at the clock face. Three hours had passed, that they had arrived. He forgot that he wanted to get his phone to dial the emergency number, his thinking was blocked. He stared into the distance, then he took one of the ceiling, fell to Jessika and spread the fabric over her body. He knelt down beside her and tried to see if she was still breathing. The lips were half open, whether the lungs were still weak or still worked, he could not find. John pressed his mouth on her, holding their nose and blew his breath into it. His fingers searched for the pulse on her chin. Weak, very weak, he said, to feel him, only briefly and very slow. Again he blew air into her lungs.

The engine noise became increasingly louder. John thought of the leather clothing of the two attackers and looked around for the knife he had dropped. It was three steps away in the grass.

comes some help? Not at all! I've notified anyone. The big man comes back with reinforcements to avenge his dead friend. I need someone ... I ... I need someone of their kind Alesia.

John got up and took the dagger. The motorcycle was approaching. He wondered if he should pick up somewhat, but he would have to move too far away from Jessica. I will defend you until the last breath, even if you die. At least, I owe you. John stared at the forest edge.

seconds later a heavy machine broke through the undergrowth. The driver wore a helmet with dark visor, behind him a slight figure sat on the seat for a moment John thought to have the giant predators to go, but then he saw that the motorcycle driver was not so gigantic. He drove his vehicle across the clearing and came to a stop next to Jessica and John. The engine stopped. The smaller figure jumped from the motorcycle and took off his helmet before the man could heave the vehicle on the stand.

»Jessika! I'm here! I have come, "

Luca threw his helmet aside and bent over the lifeless body. "Oh please, do not let it be too late," he cried as he pulled the blanket aside and threw behind him.

John was speechless. Why ... why ... decreased

When the driver of the machine the helmet, he recognized Giacomo. This nodded briefly and then asked his son: "What do you need"

Luca took off his leather jacket and threw it to the ceiling behind him. "My blood. Quick. "

Giacomo reached into his jacket pocket and took a razor to light. He opened it and pulled the blade without hesitation over the outstretched right arm of his son. The bright blood flowed fast and plentiful.

Luca pressed the wound Jessikas upper arm, right in the gaping cut in their skin. Giacomo looked at John and said: "First-aid kit. From the car. Buy it. "

From Jessikas mouth came a groan, her eyelids fluttered. John leaned down to her.

»Subito! Immediately, "shouted Giacomo at him.

John woke from his trance and ran. The first aid box was under the driver's seat. He pulled it out and ran back. Giacomo stretched out his hand and took the box itself.

Luca had become pale, Jessica opened her eyes. "It is ..." she whispered.

"Do not talk," said the boy. He raised his bleeding arm, the shirt ripped from his body and lay on Jessikas body, the free left arm around her and pressed again wound on wound. Jessica shivered a moment, then put her uninjured arm to Luca and he hugged her. A few minutes later she said: "It is enough. Thanks, Luca. "

" You sure? For sure? "

Yes. Stop it. Let you connect. "Giacomo

his son helped getting up and immediately pressed a compress on the cut. John took a bandage and wrapped it firmly around the forearm of the boy. Then again, he had eyes for Jesse. She smiled. She got back color in his face. She had sat up and pointed to the first aid kit, which lay in the grass. "A compress, please. Just for a few minutes. "

" Luca was the one who has heard your cry, "said Giacomo. The four sat

When on the terrace of a restaurant meal. Jessica was wearing the red dress again from Alesia and John stared every few minutes on her arm, which showed no trace of the near-fatal injury more. Only if you knew where the place was, you could still see a slight swelling - or an illusion of such. Luca had a black T-shirt on, there was no trace of the cut with a razor blade to see on his forearm.

"I think that was all imagination. We have not been attacked, Jessica was not hurt. We happen here, "taken in this restaurant with Giacomo and Luca muttered John.

Luca replied: "And the moon is round"

Giacomo admonished him: "First swallow what you have in your mouth, then talk. No one wants to admire the half-chewed pasta on your tongue, monello. "

Jessica put her arm around the boy, he hugged him and gave him a kiss on the forehead. "May today you everything," she said. Luca was red, but was still a kiss on the cheek like.

Giacomo shook his head resignedly. "Ah, bella! How can one teach his children decency, if one is constantly challenged? "

John picked up his beer glass and took a swig. The bitter taste of the cool glass - wonderfully real and no doubt genuine, in contrast to the confused Memories of the afternoon at the Lake of Montepulciano. Deep cuts in the period of disappearing minutes - cure - disintegrate, whatever, and anyway, to press a remarkable life-saving method, the bleeding injury to the rescuer to the victim and are involved in a lot of skin contact as possible with the extended body Send ...

"I told you," interrupted Jessika his musings, "that we heal quickly,"

John frowned and said. "I have read in my research about your kind, but Sun fast? And besides, you'd almost died, right? Where was ? For the rapid healing, as it was needed "

Luca recent pasta spoon shoved in his mouth and said," it was not fast. Mom has described to us the place where we can find you, but we can not fly. Papa is gone after all, like a racing driver. "

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Well. And now?

Giacomo and Luca ...

... break on its own, back home.

... or together with John and Jessica remain.

evaluation

sequel? Follows. When? Coming soon.

...

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... an hour will find time to write, it continues tomorrow with Jessika.

The sequel is mostly written, only the last scene has yet to culminate in a question to the reader.

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Jessika - a fatality / / / Part 13

Today is the continuation shorter than usual - but it will not last too long with the next episode. There will be no decision on the progress of readers, as I have in my head and written down in part. I had this part can design more naturally through the text below, I could not resist the estimated audience for a few days to suspend a so-called cliffhanger. A bit of torture must be so now and then. Yah! The

but before: The previous parts: [Part 1 ] / / / [ Part 2] / / / [Part 3 ] / / / [ Part 4 ] / / / [ Part 5 ] / / / [ Part 6 ] / / / [ Part 7 ] / / / [ Part 8 ] / / / [ Part 9 ] / / / [Part 10 ] / / / [Part 11 ] / / / ------ [ Part 12 ]

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Finally, it seemed to last an eternity waned, the forces of the man. He stumbled and fell on her knees, dropped the knife and grabbed it with both hands Jessikas arm to loosen the stranglehold. His fingernails dug into her flesh. They did not let up, even when he is not longer able to stay on his knees and fell over, held her mercilessly.

John stood just two feet, the bloody dagger in his right hand in her left a towel. He could not say whether Jessikas arm was smeared with their own blood or that of the robber, but if necessary he wanted to tie off the wound.

»Sun The thee well enough, "Jessica said at last, and let go. She stood, swaying on something, and looked at John. "Let's drop the dagger."

He did. He needed no weapon. He wanted to take Jesse's arms, for the first time, to comfort her if she needed comfort, they soothe, if she was upset. As a father with his daughter, who just Harm has been through. He took a deep breath and asked, "Are you hurt," Jessica nodded

?. "He caught me with the blade. But that's OK. We heal quickly, unlike her normal people. "

John went two steps towards her. The engraving had been drilled deep into the upper arm, continuously flowed the blood. John carefully pressed the towel to the wound. He tried to remember the forgotten lessons in first aid, as it had gone well with a pressure bandage. A node had to be done and with a stick then somehow stretch the fabric. It never occurred to him, should go like this. He was also not one that he in the car a properly had equipped first aid kit. The towel was colored red quickly, the bleeding continued unabated.

"Does it hurt much?"

"Yes." Her voice was unusually weak.

"You have to" to a doctor. "

No."

"Jessica, please. Do not be unreasonable. . This is a stab and you're bleeding incessantly '

She reached with her right hand for the towel, pressed it to the injury, groaned, pressed even stronger, bit his lips and then asked: "Take me in your arms. "If there had been

audience, the term would have been the first couple, giving them the sight of the two come to mind would be. Two naked people, close embrace, the woman recovered in the arms of the man. Only the blood with which they were now both smeared disturbed, the romantic image.

Apart from a handshake in Parma, this was her first physical contact between the two. John felt her trembling, she held, stroked her back. She breathed deeply, seemed to be weaker tottered on shaky legs. The blood-soaked towel fell to the ground, her arms hung down powerless. He held her when she threatened to slip away from him. John wondered if he shall lie down across the ceiling, and should get help. The phone was in the glove compartment. When he concluded had come, that he had no choice, there came a sound from her throat can, which sounded hardly human, like a sound born from the desperation of a tormented creature that their abusers do not escape. Suddenly it was

, even though the sun was still a long, dark. A deep shadow fell across the clearing, enveloped the two. When the fire of the sun was suddenly extinguished. Darkness and cold, from one moment the next. An ancient darkness that did not belong here. And in the darkness was someone. Something.

Jessica hung like dead in his arms, John held her, otherwise she would have landed on Earth. Breathed it for? He hugged her, tried to to protect them from the darkness. Or rather for what was hidden in the dark. Her skin was warm, she was still warm. It was useless to call for help, it was useless to try to run away. This eclipse was not of this world, probably not in this world. They were caught in the darkness.

John stared into space. Something like a surreal gray shimmer was left, without origin, and only vague schemes were the trees around the clearing to identify, though her eyes quickly got used to the lack of sun. He saw nothing, but he felt that approached what lived in the shadow of death.

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announced it is now not about the progress of history. But this question is not unimportant, perhaps, from voting depends on the end of the story.

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evaluation

sequel very soon here.

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I am not called to be for or against Mr. Guttenberg. As for my opinion in matters of Guttenberg, was here says it all .

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How helpful in the cooperation are but excuses, we often think. "I slept through - so I'm late at the office," Who would like to say, but when on the highway so frequently developed a traffic jam.? "Sorry, I forgot to pay your bill. "How much more convenient it seems to be to assert that the letter must have gone astray in the mail must

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I was! I copied and pasted and submitted the result as my PhD. "Such a sentence would have to caught in the act probably more respect introduced as weeks of excuses and evasions and attempts to distract from the fraud. Even this admission would have had at least respect for the sincerity of the effect: "I did it! I have let me write the thesis and then does not check for plagiarism, because I'm the Ghost Writer familiar. "

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It may be difficult, but from personal experience I know that it is the better way to admit wrongdoing, instead of looking for excuses. Who admits that he made a mistake, can rather expect that to him gives a second chance as anyone to whom one must prove his misconduct while he still denies it and assign the blame on his own try.

I was! Seven weeks with no excuses. "Perhaps it is one or the other, who gets involved in this experiment, the Protestant church on the taste and move on after the seven weeks? You have to be neither Protestant nor must you until the official start of the Fast Action on 13 March wait. So you can already start as a Muslim, a Christian, as an atheist ...

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What have I got a 1983 the second edition have been published as books new! I found questionable given the hint " Carefully revised . I promptly wrote a letter to the editor (the time they made by hand on paper, stamped envelope) things known, and my hope That the novels are not neutered with censorship club. And actually got a reply in which I was assured that the were not the case - HA! No way!
They had so slam the jitters, the protection of young people with her bigoted / unworldly flowers morality, that whole sections were deleted from the text. Virtually all that bloody, gruesome or otherwise could be perceived as rude fell away - Hello! The Dämonenkiller was a horror series ! No horror stories for little girls but quite splattriger scary for guys.

And because it was at it, we have also censored the covers (so they are not replaced immediately by new ones). Here, for example, the human heads a) replaced by monster skull and b) simply painted over along with the hand. Obviously, one could in the 80s no longer have the show followed by disturbed in the 70s only ossified moralists. And it got even worse! Nowadays, one could not accommodate more times in the publishing houses, the censored cover, monsters are not only tolerated but Games bookstores .
Not true! The other day I was told, booksellers decide what's on the shelves and would nunmal mainly women, and do not garstgen monster. Well, I found the exaggerated'm in NEN bookstore and have looked at the cover - and really, there was nothing which would have raised me to take a book from the shelf, only a wasteland of decorative pictures and covers with beautiful people to one, with more or less veiled melancholy look, stare. As needs are yet no wonder, that reading is primarily a female competence now. What guy has bought a book with a languid, gay male model it? If anything, a brutal sweaty barbarian in the best abmetzelt Frazetta-style monsters - something would address low reading my instincts, because I know what is going on. The average guy puts ultimately and essentially a Neanderthal and no Waldörfler that should not be forgotten.
make this sense it is the right game producers who have significant male customers as they stay out of the book publishers. You can also scare off potential buyers ...

Ahhh ... OK, "carefully revised" ... When I read something I get a Crisis, it does nothing but somebody changed the text at will. You can swallow it if grudgingly, as korregiert in Perry Rhodan silver volumes logical errors and unnecessary parts (ie filler) will be removed - while the second also matters of opinion. Mmn is annoying (who is always determined what) where it is processed on the PC, the hero must stop smoking, ethnicity, etc. Something like falling off is often made in new editions of older books and novels, adapted the politically correct spirit of the times. But unfortunately, nothing new, almost all of the classic books by Youth Robinson Crusoe to Moby Dick have been revised out of recognition for children. Or would anyone here know that Robinson slave traders and was Moby Dick originally an incredibly tough, is more philosophical work?
And so right next to it is when novels are " modernized" . Since the players have suddenly phones instead of phones, computers instead of index cards, etc. .. Sounds first not so tragic, but still thought it is found that then almost nothing can remain as in the original, in the last 30 years the world has changed strikingly. And apart from the stories of his time worked would today did not write any more. Just compare the times Edgar Wallace - with the Bourne - or Stieg Larsson movies. This is not easy! Better you can be the texts as they are anachronistic and old fashioned, then they at least still nostalgic charm - it brings a T Ford not even on the most modern technical standards that would be a contradiction in terms!

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Jessika - a fatality / / / Part 12

That, dear regular readers, we can already recite in unison, the obligatory reference to the previous parts: [ Part 1 ] / / / [ part 2 ] / / / [Part 3 ] / / / [ Part 4 ] / / / [ Part 5 ] / / / [ part 6 ] / / / [ Part 7 ] / / / [ Part 8 ] / / / [ Part 9 ] / / / [ Part 10 ] / / / [Part 11 ]

And now? It starts with the sequel.

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"Shall I get your stuff out of the car," John said kindly. "Or rather you pull on that red dress of Alesia? It is certainly better than you so overall as before on the Tractor. "

Jessica stared at him darkly. For the moment she was speechless. may "Suspend to call it not perhaps know

Alesia wanted:" He who ... where ... this is the guy who decided to stay up, "John looked with a smile

Unmoved, the two naked women and instead replied Jessica. I preferred it to disappear from the Taverna dell'Etrusco in Orvieto Terni, before being shot in the men's room, two young men peeing from a lady. Given the fact that I too only have a single, yet to possess genuine passport and that I did not feel like here in Italy are unnecessarily detained, that was certainly an understandable decision. "

" You had me at the station or on the way there can pick up, "snapped Jess.

"Then you had not met Luca. And Alesia. "

" What did you do it again? Where ... Who are you really, John? "

" I would like but "also like to know," said Alesia and reached for her clothes. "If I put on myself," she added.

Jessica wondered briefly whether it would be possible to divert this sinister man with two naked women's bodies so much that they could overwhelm him. She had enough of it, that he constantly had the lead, she was delivered to him at each meeting. But then she decided to wait for another occasion. I'll get you yet, you sly Meier had, at some point I thee in my power. And then ...

While she was dressing she also said to Alesia, "You do not know him then? I just know that he has also struck up already, do whatever he really likes. . I have no idea, "John

said:" I've already told you what I want. . I want to know you better, Jessika "

Her voice was still toxic," It now is based on reciprocity "

" Great.. We have a long trip before us. We should leave soon. "

" Who says that I ride with you? I get along very well alone. "

John got up and walked to the window. The driveway was empty in the bright midday sun, a cat lounged in the shade of apple trees. Far and wide no one was visible, but Giacomo was able to come back at any moment, and the children had to arrive soon. Giacomo would never tell his wife to the authorities, but when he saw his family threatened by a stranger ...

"We must hurry, Jessica," he said. "The phantom image is in the morning paper. The family, whose child you saved on the train, will have recognized you. The man, who has studied so long as your passport, will remember the name and place of residence, which had to be read there. I know that the pass is not real, but the Italian police is not stupid. People will find out pretty quickly that there is no Ulrike Peschel in Hamburg there, and if they do, that she is not traveling in Italy by men to kill and to save little girls. You leave your fingerprints on the Beretta. And who knows if one has not the dead man in Parma suspicious if it really was a natural death during sex - especially as the lady in question, with which Signor di Stefano is happy, has disappeared without a trace. You have indeed have certain skills, not the normal people, but you're not a ghost that can be dissolved easily. "

He turned back and looked at Jessica with favor. The dress was awarded her, her skin looked - perhaps because they felt the gravity of their situation - a bit paler. Alesia was wearing jeans and a white T-shirt, her black hair curled loosely on her shoulders. Two beautiful women, a dark secret in common. A relentless mission. In the service of Nitzrek there was no mercy or pity when a new contract was fulfilled.

"I do not know him," said Alesia finally, "but I think he's right. If he wanted to hurt you, he would have brought the police. Maybe he can really help you. "

Jessika John stared a few seconds of checking, he did not leave her eyes. your eyes, she thought, your eyes ... you remind me of Bernd. Who are you anyway? How did you find me, why did you find me? Finally, they breathed deeply and said, "Good. We're leaving. Where to go? "

" Above all, you have to disappear from the country. We will see where that takes us to the path. We are heading towards Innsbruck, let's see how far we get today, there are about six or seven hours to the border. Maybe stay We in Austria, perhaps again in Italy. "

Twenty minutes later they were away. Jessica was on guard, waiting for an opportunity to bring John into their power, but she was in no hurry and would not act rashly, they had planned. Meanwhile, she was even grateful to her from someone who wanted to help as they had to honestly admit, precarious position. The fact that their peers were not immortal, they did since they made their first order and Evi Mueller, the murderous caretaker out of the way was cleared. Why

Nitzrek the Artgenossin Jessikas then eliminated, she had quite understood soon: Evi Müller killed People not only on behalf of Nitzrek, but from personal motives, and that was not even allowed. It was not about the killing itself, but the fact that the time is up a person and that person was not a natural death summoned. Then someone had to ensure that it takes the eternal balance of life and death remained. Someone like herself, Alesia, and in the future may Luca - Jessica was pretty sure that the boy carried the legacy in itself.

The road led them back to Orvieto Terni, in which Jessica triggered a queasy feeling. It was less than 24 hours ago that they had shot two men here. Could she be sure that not coincidentally someone saw her face and the police were notified that the searched sat in a black Dodge Nitro? She put back the back of her seat, hoping that she was now barely visible from the outside.

"How do you really knew," she asked, "that I would go in the men's and fulfill a double mission? I did not even before I was standing at the door. "

" So you've decided the short term? "Retorted John.

"How did you know that wanted to know me."

"I just knew it."

"Where?"

"How did I know that you drive tractor in overalls? You to check out before the Breakfast at the Century Albergo Parma still have indulged in an orgasm? Which door did you want to leave the train? Bernd That you've loved ... how do I know all this? "

's right. Where from? "

" You will, I hope to find themselves gradually. I know some things about you, but much is a mystery to me. Therefore, we are here, so now we go to Austria. You can sit up straight again by the way, we have Orvieto Terni behind us. "

Jessika advised the chair again and looked around. They were already almost at the E35, which had been lovingly dubbed by Italians Autostrada del Sole . John smiled her kindly, and said, "You should maybe change your appearance slightly, a few years age, for example, your bandwidth is sufficient so to about 40, is not it"

"What you do not know really? You're not one of us, right? "

" No, I am a normal person, where people are normal. What I know about you, on your way, have I culled mainly from books and some research on the Internet, where one in this regard so check very carefully the sources must, on the Internet you can find any kind of nonsense as the alleged facts and figures. "

Jessica nodded, she also had the biggest nuisance on Their peers are found, all kinds of spinners, sectarians and fanatics did in forums and on other platforms, their fantasies for the best. Some novel came closer to the truth than what was presented as research.

John continued.? "Robust findings in the scientific sense are not present naturally, but I'm assuming that in many legends and traditions of some truth,"

"For example"

It started with the fact that mankind mingled with a different type. In the Bible we can read: And it happened when people began to multiply on the face of the earth, and daughters were born, saw the children God the daughters of men that they were good, and they took all of them to women, which they chose. In those days were the giants in the earth, and afterwards, when the sons of absence of God to the daughters of men, and they bare children. "

" Yes, yes, "contrary to Jessica," but then the flood came, and this race was extinguished. I've also read that. "

" I told you that in such legends some truth, but of course they have no scientific documentation. After all, is also later in the Bible of the giants, as they are called the speech. "

Jessica smiled for the first time since they had met John that day, when she said: "I think it's quite funny that there is talk of giants. So we no one comes to the track, because we are not so much bigger than people. Not physically bigger, I mean. "

" I think Nephilim also suitable as a concept for your article "

All right. All cultures and peoples have their legends about us, sometimes we are the good times the bad guys. But none of you people are ever comes to the track. If so, then ending with death. I hope this is clear to you John "

He did not answer but said,". Do you think you because for good or for evil "?

they were now far down the highway. Jessica tried to sense whether Nitzrek about the man next to her at the wheel for an order she had. The answer was no, although it seemed to the outrageous. No one could and could get to know the mystery of a being of its kind and will live on. Maybe they did not need a special order, perhaps the knowledge was enough to this iron law? You need not make any special order and not to drive faster than 120, if that was clear on the signs on the roadside.

"Good or bad?" Repeated John.

"Is a twelve-year-old boy masturbating first Ejects seeds, good or bad, or if Nitzrek then it appears in his room? Is a twelve year old girl who has finally figured out how this works with orgasm and it is visited by Nitzrek, good or bad? Are you yourself, who drives a murderer wanted by the police walk into his car, good or bad? "

" Do we want to philosophize? "

" No. I would like to go swimming. There are still somewhere in the vicinity of the highway designed for a nice lake? "

John nodded, as he had expected the question. . 'The Lago di Montepulciano is not far "He looked at the clock and said," against 16 Clock, we could be there. Then that is nothing more with the departure today. Unless ... "

Jessica picked up the thought:" Unless we are to rest from the lake and then drive through the night All right, "

"

Shortly before 16:00 clock kept the black SUV.. at the small bus station in Mugnanesi. John had asked his navigation system to the nearest ATM and was directed here. Jessica got out and went to the machine on which was written in large letters ATMs. With one of the credit cards she raised from 2000 €, about 1,500 of them they would need in order to grab a weapon. Along the way they had with their mobile phone by E-mail sought in an appropriate place where they could get on the way to Austria to replace the abandoned Beretta. The text of the email was indeed "need a battery for iPhone 4", but the recipient knew that to interpret them correctly. The answer came a few minutes later: "From 20 clock Ristorante Mengrello in Valdichiana, Fiona della Chiana. Ask for Pedro. "

Jessika rose again and they drove a few hundred yards along the lake, until they found a small bay that was not visible from the street, as they surrounded by trees and a good bit away.

"Now you see what a Dodge Nitro is good," smiled John, after he had driven the vehicle through the terrain. He parked at the edge of the clearing and took two large blankets in the trunk.

He chose a spot in partial shade, spreading from the ceiling, then went back to the car. Jessica had already been stripped of her clothes and was on his way into the water when he came back with a cool bag. He undressed and followed her. The lake was pretty cool, but if you swam vigorously, it soon became unbearable.

Jessica was much faster in water than John. They soon had a nasty edge to him and disappeared around a bend in its field. John had no ambitions to overtake them, he was sure that they would not be lost.

He has a couple of minutes was back on the blanket, as he steps back from the edge of the forest heard. John looked around. Two powerfully built men stood before him, with long knives in their hands. One was a giant, he might be almost two feet tall.

"Keyword," he ordered, pointing to the car.

»Portadocumenti," demanded the other, who was not as huge as his buddy, but had significantly more muscle than John and raised his fist with the dagger.

John grabbed the jeans, which was near the ceiling and murmured, "Momento ..."

He fished the car keys from his pocket and held it.

»Portadocumenti! Moneta, "

fetched from the back pocket of John his wallet and handed it. The two turned and walked to the car. The naked man on the ceiling seemed to be not dangerous.

When the larger of the two men opened the driver's door, everything happened so quickly that John later could not sort exactly what had happened in what order.

Jessica jumped from the bushes on the smaller of the men snatched him with the knife and cut his throat before he could see even a trace of defensive movement. Jessica had to have the same kind of her left arm around the neck of another man's wound, because while one fell to the ground, the other had been attempting to break the stranglehold. John jumped up to Jess to come to the rescue, but she cried: "Stay away"

It hung on the back of the giant who tried to meet them with his knife, while his relentless cutting it off the air!. Why had the dagger drop, did not John. She reached with the right hand in the hair of the man and pulled his head back. He gasped suggested now random order, but did not give up. It looked like a grotesque dance, a petite naked woman on the back of a man in leather clothes are worn in archaic dance moves across the clearing. Art directors something might come up for its theatrical stage.

John now went over to the corpse in order to get the knife that was in the pool of blood. If Jessica was not finished with their opponents, he would be ready to defend her and himself. It was unthinkable that Jessikas history should end here on this lake to such a profane manner. Sometimes, he knew, but in life the unthinkable happened. He picked up the weapon, the grip was warm and slippery from the blood of the dead.

When he turned around, the giant was staggering with Jesse on his back for over half the clearing to the water. She had wrapped her legs around his body, his right hand went still in his hair, the left arm around his throat was smeared with blood.

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Well, estimated readership follows the inevitable. The vote. The decision on the progress. A mouse click on one of the options.

seen from the fight?

Jessika win without help from John.

Jessica wins with help from John.

Jessica loses. From the mouse.

Oh dear goodness! What a question!

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And I make myself from the dust, and here I hope readers will is clearly visible. Ah yes, who do not vote, should not make fun of the result of ... after

PS: The lady in the photo I found at WikiCommons and a little alienated.

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commentary LPA: Coeo Store of the Year 2011 is

delighted with this award we most of us together for Berlin with, because we can be co-partner at Coeo:

Coeo - Home of good deeds was as a "Store of the Year award in 2011."

The Association of German Retailers (HDE) draws the store concept, launched in November 2010 as a "Store of the Year 2011." The profit company with its store presence in the Berlin Forum Steglitz raised the issue of corporate social responsibility to the business principle, and breaks new ground in daily interaction.

The first prize in the category "Out of Line" Coeo awarded with the "house of good deeds" in the Berlin Forum Steglitz. The jury was convinced by the enthusiasm, credibility and the meaningfulness of the store of good deeds, which in this form unique: is the case Coeo it far over the use beyond the enjoyment of a meaningful doing as a nonprofit society-serviced Coeo not for their own benefit, but uses its revenues for selected social projects worldwide as well as the enhancement of the business idea. Under one roof products come from four different sectors together in a central location: fair trade products and workshops for people with disabilities, a café and a generous selection of books.

The founder of "Play Max", Wilfried Franz, a member of the Advisory Council of clerics together Berlin, and the managing director Wolfgang Coeo Derday dan pearlman have in common with the Berlin agency brand and the concept for Coeo (Latin are coming together for themselves,) was developed.
"In Coeo not the cheapest purchase price is important but the question of who or what is being promoted. As a "house of good deeds" Coeo connects people with a strong sense of values, stability and sustainability and would like for this social movement to win friends and companions, "said Wilfried Franz" We are delighted to have received this prestigious prize. We see this as a confirmation of our approach, "so French
"Were so HDE chief executive Stefan Genth" direction for their industry -
All winners and nominees of the "Store of the Year" - which this year also Jette Concept Store, Wormland and the new Werder Bremen Fan shop belonged. (From the press release dated 02/23/2011 Coeo)

Source: Transforum blog / together for Berlin

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I was recommended to save "up to 30% on Italian wines ." It would be nice if I could save the purchase of these wines 30%, or if there is a discount of 30% off the price would be. But as it stands there, it means that I should save on the wines. How long anyway? 30% of my life? Or 30% of my income as a savings deposit? If
should be meant that it is up to 30% discount if someone buys these wines, why should I save myself then this discount?

Well then. The Spam's back for toilet flush void in the spam folder. Neither the secret to youthful skin, I will discover (because then it would not be a secret anymore!) Nor-maintain my iPhone finally redeem the waiting. Liso and Gold Mines can still gild the 50 free spins and 32 batteries in the text links as a gift . Paste Or so ...

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Jessica thinks

expected on Friday we can take the continuation of a look. Since then such sentences are in it:

Jessika John stared a few seconds of checking, he never left her eyes. your eyes, she thought, your eyes ... you remind me of Bernd. Who are you anyway? How did you find me, why did you find me? Finally, they breathed deeply and said, "Good. We're leaving. Where to go? "

The only way so that the world may know that I have not forgotten Jessika.

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From choppy faux pas

Google News helps you quickly Overview of the news and amused time and again with howlers.

It is an absolute desire child, said her manager and her partner Florian Fischer of "image" newspaper. (Süddeutsche Zeitung)

Are there steps at the request child? I always thought that either does not want a pair or even a child. Mrs. Connor apparently extends the continuous true desire is not - it has an "absolute" his wish child. Well then: Absolutely, congratulations.

The Greens have criticized the agreement of the coalition with the SPD in a Hartz IV reform as totally inadequate. (WELT Online)

I was at school, it notes. At the lower end of the scale, "4 - Sufficient, "" 5 - poor "and" 6 - "insufficient. Now there is also the "7 -" completely inadequate. It is not enough that something is not enough, it does not have enough already completely.

The Berlin chop the gaffe quickly - to focus on higher things. (Berliner Morgenpost)

to hack off a faux pas with the hatchet, or one uses a cleaver? And you can also remove the faux pas, perhaps by a less crude surgery?

The consequences of the election: Berlin, not Hamburg. (Berliner Morgenpost)

Since we have the Berlin hamburgers so be grateful. Imagine the consequences if they had voted differently! What would have become a burden, Berlin to move to the lake.

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sits ... so John. The reader poll is indeed quite unique.

Very well, then I continue to write accordingly, sometimes even so, the patience of the inclined readers do not unduly stressed. It has been several times from readers of mouth (women are probably pretty gory?) Expressed that quiet time at last something terrible might happen, or should.

Well then ... behold ... mer mol

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From Quibunation and Kropalakostung

Suppose Mr. A. would his colleague, Mr B. convince them that it is good that it would even be vital to conduct an Quibunation, because otherwise Mr. B. inevitably threatens the fate of Kropalakostung.

Mr. B. does not know what should be a Quibunation, nor can he do with Kropalakostung something. He assured Mr. A., that he's fine and that he felt no fear of Kropalakostung.

Mr. A. replied something to the confusion only increases. "It is" written, he says, "that there is no way out without Quibunation that Kropalakostung is then like the proverbial bolt from the blue - when you least expect it. And then it's too late for should Quibunation. "

Mr. B. must think in listening to Professor Pirkheimer to help his statements in a Loriot broadcast a similar nature quote the sales of bath salts and a scrubbing brush to new heights. He says goodbye to Mr. A. is now polite and - inside, shaking his head - his way.

If the reader knows what to do with the terms and Quibunation Kropalakostung nothing, then I can assure him that I can as well. I found the letter that the syllables sound pretty, but they do not have a meaning.

Just as the reader of this paper it is our fellow man (Mr. B. is her Representative), if it is by well-meaning Christians (Mr. A., such a face) are sentences and words to which they assign no meaning in a timely manner.

"For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord."

very fact that the sentence begins with "For," irritated. The word without some previous context makes one wonder. "For," introduces a reason, but what is to be based here, has not experienced Mr. B.. And anyway, "sin" - what is this supposed to be, he thinks and is indignantly. He leads a regular, a decent life. And, considering he, when death "wages of sin is to be," why do good people sometimes die too early? Mr. A.

now confirmed: "It is written. If we say that we have no sin, we deceive ourselves and the truth is not in us"

Mr. B. is a polite man, he will not argue but he asks in an effort to understand his interlocutors, by: "It is written, say what you mean by"

Mr. B. replied triumphantly! "It is in the Bible"

counter this argument as He is sure, no one can raise an objection in the world, for who would be the word of God ? Contradict However

: Mr. B. is now adopted by Mr. A. is polite and - inside, shaking his head - his way.

Mr. A. has no understanding of the world of Mr. B. and Mr. B. not understand why, Mr. A. was trying to say. What Mr. A. did not understand all this? Certainly some, just three points out of many:

• A normal person in our society can with words such as "sin," "Doom," "salvation," "healing" gift "as much start as the reader of this article with" Quibunation "and" Kropalakostung. "
• He usually lives a decent and after the social conventions morally unobjectionable life is hard, is considerate to his fellow man and feels no need to be saved in a mystical way ". He reads books like
• perhaps, maybe even the Bible, but their authors are not equipped for it with authority about his personal life. He admits the book is that it contains some wisdom and poetic verses for wedding or funeral, though not without historical significance, and tells some interesting stories, but that also applies to other religious or philosophical works. The justification that would be something in the Bible is so meaningful like to point out that Stephen King had written it.

If Mr. A. does not understand, Mr. B. will never understand him. What is a devout Christian for many years on convictions and beliefs has appropriated from his fellow men may be accepted and tolerated, but that does not make it mandatory for their own lives. Man confesses to the Christians that they can practice their religion and should, but the same applies to other religions and ways of life.

Mr. A., the world, thinking and feeling as the Lord may never understand, because he has lived so retired to his pious parallel society that it all "Secular" alienated and real communication is no longer possible. And the more he with pious sayings and incomprehensible demands annoys his fellow man, the more reason that all Christians find strange, unworldly, not to keep normal and intrusive.

Many well-intentioned evangelistic efforts, including and perhaps especially on the Internet are making little impact, because they are for the listener unrealistic and incomprehensible.

It might be fun to give quotations from the Bible on Facebook for the best. Fun for those who do it and for those who are religious anyway. I can because nothing wrong Recognize, however, evangelistic or missionary something definitely not. "Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty. 2.Kor.3 0.3 to 18 "- that means no one who is not privy, and the number-letter abbreviation after the sentence also does not help.

web pages of communities and churches are also meant to have been good and just as ineffective. If emblazoned on the front page a biblical phrase, and otherwise the visitor is suggested to attend the church services on Sunday and other events, then it can not determine what he should have because of it, to accept the invitation. Also, such sites are not wrong per se, as they can so for members of the community quite informative or entertaining be. "Wednesday is Bible study group" - a group of houses? Homes orbit?

If, for once a foreign visitor in a church lost, give him so many incomprehensible things will happen. "Worthy is the Lamb that was sacrificed ..." is sung there, and "He is exalted, the king is exalted on high ...." What Lamb thinks the visitors, and what king? Are they two different entities? Again, too, because there is nothing wrong with that believers worship God together. That in preaching a biblical text is treated, is also perfectly fine, but we will ask us to understand whether someone who has no idea of Christianity, may, of which the question is? Are our meetings at all suitable to invite someone who knows nothing about Jesus except perhaps that Christmas has something to do with him?

would perhaps help to Mr A. Mr B his colleagues when they move, or you can support him at work? Mr. A. White, which employs Mr. B. what he thinks, what concerns he has hobbies, he likes?

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Jessica - a fatality / / / Part 11

Again, no further ado, as the impatience of the estimated readership anyway prevent the reading of such. Only the obligatory reference to the previous parts is still inserted here: [ Part 1 ] / / / [ Part 2] / / / [Part 3 ] / / / [ Part 4 ] / / / [ Part 5 ] / / / [ Part 6 ] / / / [ Part 7 ] / / / [ Part 8 ] / / / [ Part 9 ] / / / [Part 10 ]

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Luca was undecided in the door he dared not come himself. "Are you asleep?" He finally whispered.

"Come in, Luca, I do not sleep."

The boy took the door quietly behind him and stepped closer to undecided Jessikas sofa bed. It was almost dark in the room, the curtains hardly a glimmer of light penetrated from the outside of the house, the most anblieb all night. Jessica moved slightly aside and said, "Sit down with me. Tell me about Nitzrek if you could not sleep so. "

Luca reluctantly sat on the sofa edge. "My Papa says I have nightmares. He does not believe me. And Mama has become completely white, I was looked shocked and then she would hear no more of it, "he said softly.

"power Nitzrek you afraid?"

"No, not really, at first. They - he - I do not know, that was Nitzrek other night in my room. I have not slept, but - oh well. No matter. So he or she stood and looked at me. "

" How do you know the name? Did you ask "

" yes "

And he or she -?. I do not know what the nature of a race - Nitzrek answered. And then? "

Nothing. Then it was over. "

Jessica wondered. If that was all that had happened to the boy? Only one visit, no job?

Luca asked: "How do you know Nitzrek"

"When I was as old as you, I had a similar experience. But I got a job, should do something. "

" You're not the dream? "

" No, I was wide awake. I had just ... "Jessica broke off. A twelve year old could hardly tell them that they had just experienced her first orgasm. She assumed that Luca came in the night when Nitzrek, the same as they had done at that time, boys masturbated in his age several times as a rule daily but were such things as a conversation topic for pubescent children taboo. Especially if a foreign adult talked to them, among friends liked to go there otherwise.

"... I had to learn something, I was still awake," she continued on her record. "And then I Nitzrek still occasionally made, but always at night. I've never been afraid. "

" I have also rather scared because Mommy has responded so funny. So, this is as such - as - well, she is scared and I do not want to. I thought it is up to the house, a kind of ghost in a haunted castle. Because I believe that Mom knows Nitzrek, even if it does not admit that. Papa believes not to such things, he says. "

Jessika felt that the boy was shaking. He had nothing on except for boxer shorts, the air in the room was cool. "Come to the ceiling, you're cold, yes," she said.

"No, can not do that, no, no. I'm going back to bed. "

Jessica had not expected the boy would accept her offer to twelve year olds do not crawl under a blanket with strange women. What do you mean, Luca. I do not want to stop. "

" I just wanted to know if you've seen the same things as me, because it can not a house ghost to be here. Then Nitzrek's different. "

" No, no house ghost. As you can . Be sure "

Luca got up and said," Then I know that thanks. Sleep well, wife Jessica. Well, "

'sleep, Mr. Lucas," she replied, smiling.

When Jessica came in the morning in the kitchen, already a coffee pot stood on the large dining table, cups, plates and cutlery were covered. Alesia sizzling on the stove scrambled eggs with ham and onions. "Good morning, slept well," she said cheerfully.

"Thank you, yes. Very good and very long. "

" It's good that you could sleep after a difficult day yesterday. We have all tried to be quiet this morning. "

Jessica sat down at the table, Alesia filled her an enormous amount from the pan onto the plate. "You're too thin, she said," Men do not want a bean-poles as a girlfriend or wife. "

" Oh, I think it depends on the man in question. I'm happy the way I am now. But it smells so delicious that the plate is determined empty. All except you are already out of the house? "

" Sure, at ten clock. Giacomo has to work, he has already set off at five with the new tractor on our fields. Sofia and Luca are in school, although she would rather have stayed at home. "

" The kids like the school is not? "

" You have a hard time. We have very rare Italian speaking, when we lived in Germany, all friends of the children spoke German, they have to get used to not only a new life, another country, but also learn the language. But the teachers understand this, they are very patient and help Lucas and Sofia, they come in the classroom. It is certainly easier, but we're only here for six months. "

Jessica nodded. Il tempo porta consiglio. "

" How can you really as good Italian? We hear no Akkzent. "

Jessika suspected that Alesia knew a lot about the capabilities of Nitzrek and nature of their kind, but it was after all an iron law that normal people do not talk about it. And whether Alesia was a normal man or was in the heritage, they did not know. Therefore, they simply replied. Am I pretty talented when it comes to languages "

» Ammirabile, "said Alesia and poured coffee for. Jessika

it enjoyed that, the plate was quickly emptied. They chatted a while about trivial, then planned the day, while washing dishes together the few dishes.

Jessica wanted a lot of clothes and buy a travel bag, a few toiletries needed them and then make their way to Germany. Alesia would like to come along, but had some in the house and garden to do, Jessica offered to help her.

"That would be wonderful," Alesia was happy, "come with time, I'll show you what you could do."

you walked around the house. Jessica smiled at the sight that met her. That should be a vegetable garden? Long rows of beds rose into the landscape, they might be four feet wide and 500 meters quite long. What grew there, said Alesia, because Jessica did not recognize the plants. There was Lattuga , pomodori , Crescione , carota , cavolo verzotto , cavolo Tues Bruxelles and Broccolo . Between the beds were wide paths that were rutted by tractor tracks.

"We must, if it does not rain, water it with the tank car, Giacomo has its own facility," built on the tank, said Alesia. "You drive slowly between the beds and the car irrigated by the left and right half Beetbreite. In the end, space to turn and travels back between the next beds. Can you drive a tractor, Jessica? Then I could even start the laundry and we can go shopping together all the sooner. "

Jessica did not know if they could control a tractor, but she would try. "I make it. But I thought that Giacomo is on the fields ... "she said.

'This The garden, the fields are behind the place where grain grows. And then we could have the vineyard, over there. "She pointed to a direction in which Jessika see no vineyards, but a hilly landscape.

"And all you create together?"

"No, certainly not. At harvest time, we need auxiliary, and if it is very dry, too. In our warehouse, two women from the work place if there is to pack a lot of deliveries to customers. At present, there is also a man busy because Giacomo can not lift anything because of the disc. "

A quarter hour later, Jessica headed the tractor trailer together with water tank between through the vegetable beds. She wore overalls and rubber boots from Alesia, to a straw hat against the sun, had indicated to show where and how they could fill up the tank and use the tricks the archaic manual was. Alesia had meant that they could irrigate only about half of the area with a full tank. The bizarre-looking irrigation system, the pipes left and right, two feet sticking out, was with a lever beside the driver's seat and off. There were a speedometer, but who showed persistently to 60 km / h, whether the vehicle was standing or driving. Alesia had said, in second gear with idle would be just the right speed for watering the flower beds.

The turning at the end of the first path demanded a lot of muscle strength, Jessica had to reset twice, because they would otherwise have landed on the field instead of on the next lane. When she then chugged back to the farm, she saw a vehicle on the access road are inching closer. At first she was not sure, but as they got closer, she recognized the words Polizia on the side and the blue light on top. It could be a coincidence, but the probability was not particularly large.

What now? you of the situation was delivered quite helpless. The handbag with all papers and credit cards was in the house. She sat on a Tractor, whose top speed was so great that he could probably be obtained from a reasonably athletic policemen on foot. A weapon they had not. Since Jessica was on the back of the farm, she could only watch as the police car disappeared from their sight. Whether the police officers got out, walked into the house, or whether Alesia went out to them ... they did not know it.

your only little chance if it might be because one has been to do nothing that could attract attention. So she turned the tractor on the farm and drove in unabated leisurely pace the next path, while behind her, the water trickled on the beds. She would have gladly turned over to figure out if the police were already on the way to her, but she controlled herself. At the end of the road, she turned again to have to repair this time even without, and then chugged back toward the building. There was no one to see.

Half way back stopped the noise. The tank was empty. She had to go to the pump. Which was installed next to the building, visible from the kitchen and living room windows to look good. She had little choice, they had to hope that either the police had not come because of her or her momentary appearance alienating enough. Assuming that Alesia not chatted in case the police should be behind her Jessica. Besides

the seat were a few heavy work gloves, she put on while they drove the tractor next to the pump. The oil-stained wheels, which could lower the water swivel spout and placed near it, with your bare hands, especially not with women's hands to work on it.

Jessica turned off the engine and climbed off the tractor, in order to get to the padding. She did not look over the house so hard it fell, too. When she waved the Pumpenarm on the tanker, was a horrible loud squeaking and creaking. The should you ever more oil, Giacomo , she thought as she heard a window was opened in the house. Not over look, just do not look over

... "Angela," she heard her call Alesia, "Angela! Piano! Posso farti una domanda? "

There was nothing left for her now, she had to look. Alesia was standing at the window behind her saw Jessica, two figures in the gloom of the room. The uniforms were visible.

"Ma si!" Jessica said with as scratchy voice.

She was amazed by the apparent sophistication of Alesia, who asked now is whether Angela - not a bad name was Jessica - had seen a strange woman, a German, Giacomo had brought the previous evening with the city.

"Non ... un cazzo, "recalled Jesse, clearly shrugged his shoulders and turned back. She brought the boom of the pump into position and let the water flow into the tank. When he was full, she waved back the pump and climbed back onto the tractor. She looked over to the house. The window was again.

"The police thought you were an employee. They had a pretty good drawing of you here, the landlord has up well described in great detail. Somebody saw you in Giacomo's rising car - well. And now they are looking for a German woman in connection with a double murder. While the dead are now both exposed as child abusers, yet researchers are looking for her killer. Or their Murderess. We do not tell each other "to the ordinary people, Alesia smiled. "Rather, we perish themselves."

Jessica was in the shower, while Alesia, who had first taken a shower, leaned on the sink, brushing her damp hair. "And what will your husband say?"

"I talked to him, he is not one of us, but he does to me. He will tell you that he has sold the hotel and then no longer seen. "

" I do not know if you are a Artgenossin, "said Jessica. "I just knew that Luca Nitzrek has seen."

The boy was last night still with you? "

" Yes. "

Alesia saw something of sorrow. "I would not ... he's only twelve. A child. .?. Nitzrek should leave him alone, "

" How old were you then, "

" Fourteen, "

Jessika said:". I was only twelve, "

" I was a bit late with the development. My friends were already on, had already received their rule. I was fourteen hardly a bosom. But then, after the first encounter with Nitzrek, I've been pretty caught up quickly. "

Jessica had never met a Artgenossin, much of what they had suspected their peers, they just rhyme together. Nitzrek that appeared when you physically mature enough was to get children. That there were also male essence of their nature, they had never suspected. The time might therefore be the fertility of boys.

"Luca speaks to you about its development? Whether it ejects seeds already? "

Alesia shook his head. "No, not that, but I have recently seen the first spots on the sheet."

Jessica turned to the water and grabbed the towel that Alesia was ready. She dried off and was followed by Alesia the living room where the clothes of the two women were. The sun was hidden by the window, so she only saw him sitting on the sofa when she was almost in front of him.

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On the sofa sits ...

... John.

... Giacomo.

... Luca.

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unbiblical Christianity

What is not called anything biblical or Bible-faithful. Communities, associations, organizations and so many Christians adorn themselves with these adjectives. This is usually used to distinguish itself from those who feel even as Christians, but just think of teaching not as good and right and believe as oneself
what should be Bible-or biblical, is not usually so without Another visible.

The first Christians were definitely not true bible. This looks every one, because there was no Bible. There were the writings that we know today as the Old Testament, but one had not at home, but were kept in the synagogue there and read. The scribes and Pharisees, who usually do not come off too well in the Gospels were most likely true Bible, because they considered themselves as strict as possible to the hundreds of regulations and laws that were to be found in the scrolls. This included the Torah (the Five Books of Moses), the Prophets (Joshua, Judges, Samuel, Isaiah, Jeremiah and Ezekiel and the Twelve Prophets book) and the writings (Psalms, Job, Proverbs ...). These books were collected over a period of more than 1000 years, in writing, revised several times and finally completed in 135 AD as the Tanakh. The time of Jesus was still working on the text, a "final" version was not yet available.
What we know today as the New Testament came from about 50 to 100 AD, was handed over a long period of time and assembled in various collections. From the year 367 is an Easter letter by the then Bishop of Alexandria, the first time today as the prestigious 27 authentic Greek writings individual listed, we as New Testament . Know The letters
the Clement to the Corinthians, the Epistle of Barnabas and several other texts that were read in the church of the Christian communities in addition to the 27 writings were so out of the book, which was binding on the church.
only with the translation into many languages and the invention of printing, ie around the year 1530, was the Bible for the broad public access to read as far as they could.
So if you called today as biblical, or Bible-because he cares for the regular reading of the Bible and adhere to the to be read by trying to take must be astonished to note that there has only been around 480 years of Bible-believing Christians and biblical can give - a relatively new species in the face of 2000 years of history of Christianity.

The first Christians were definitely not true bible. That was happening already with Jesus. "You have heard ... I say to you" What was the God-fearing man as iron law, disobeyed Jesus, when it came to helping the suffering. Jesus had no ambition to abolish the religious law, but he set the perspective right again. No doubt God had ordered that the Sabbath was to be holy, but when a man got into trouble, then Jesus was a priority for the charity. Of course, you needed money changers and animal traders at the Temple of the prescribed sacrifice to, but when out of the temple a den of thieves has been made, then Jesus took up the whip. Clearly said that God-given law that a woman who is caught in adultery to be stoned must immediately, but Jesus said rather dumb with her finger on the earth than to agree to the prosecutors.
The first church after Jesus' resurrection and ascension, of course, was not Bible-as the components of the Bible were not written later. Apparently caused confusion in many places the question of how far or whether any should be the least disputed law given by God for the Christians. Such questions of interpretation to address many of the letters Paul to his churches. Does the law of God for Christians or Jews to non Jews? Shall we buy and eat meat that comes from things sacrificed to idols? A woman must cover their heads when they pray or not? Can gay Christians to participate in community life?
Paul, who knew the Scriptures of the Old Testament very well, saw things differently than his contemporaries such as Peter, who was a simple fisherman and the majority knew what he had heard in the synagogue or in conversations with Jesus. Paul presented mostly as Jesus the love of the letter of the law, sometimes he also remained at what was in the works, especially in moral matters, But even with the dress code and on the role of women. On other subjects he taught the freedom from the law and stressed the importance in dealing with each other is love.

now claim many today that they were Bible-because they know and apply what they find in the book that did not exist back then. Many called the Bible, even though it ignores a large part of what is in the writings of the Old Testament clearly defined as the Word of God. By the way - where in the Bible the Word of God is mentioned, then at any point in the Bible is meant by that, and certainly not the New Testament. But only on the edge, because the confusion Bible = Word of God despite their obvious lack of logic encountered quite frequently.
is the misfortune that so many outrageous and absurd doctrine "it is written ..." on the ground or "the Bible says ..." is brought to the people. It picks a verse out of context and cemented with the "biblical evidence" to claim that this doctrine may not be contradicted, because they finally stood on a biblical foundation. Own opinions on issues that are addressed at all in the Bible, you can create with the skillful assembly of several torn out of context bible verses still true. Usually it should go to there "as a Christian one not ... "or" as a Christian you have to ... ". One has to read daily Bible for example, as a Christian. A privilege that was in the first 1500 years of Christianity, the people refused. The logical conclusion would be that they were not "real" Christians.

I count myself among them he prefers the unbiblical Christians that read like the Bible, reading and for valuable and fruitful keep their Bible, Old and New Testament seriously. Seriously, not literally. For, as it is written, the letter kills, the spirit giveth life.