News from Hammelburg

Constantine was sore the bottom of his heart. He knew that this was quite gone wrong with Maike, and he knew that he would not stand it when saliva very long time before that he does not provide adequate lesson.

In sleep he sat on once at a conference table, and everyone was talking at him as Lord Chief Editor, and he knew not what he had done wrong, yet his real name, nor what to say, when it comes to his proposed fundamental Redaktionsumbildung and strategic realignment of the publisher went. Maike brought coffee all the time. Almost all drank coffee with milk. A beer would notgetan. Nowhere a beer. Now Constantine noticed also that you had to have fed him a very sneaky intoxicants, probably with this filth apricot juice. What's this? - Shot him through the head. A damn dirty mix is. "You can all me ... uh ... you ...!" Konstantin yelled in his sleep, so that he awoke.

The beer was there, it was half past three, and it ran cool even delicious his throat hinunt. (more ...)

Now that we therefore had to specifically follow up on on Constantine's request, as the secretary of the magazine The saliva, Maike, settled with him, because he still recently shared one night the bed with her, it is also time to talk about his interim efforts .

Konstantin is actually a volunteer at the saliva. For four weeks. It was not easy. He had, Deibel but also, once again is erquatschen an interview to the Old watts, about all kinds of jokes. Constantine had no idea with which qualification he wanted to show off. He was then but between all the pompous adversity that he is, if he did not say that, to a certain extent at the same time as a kind of court jester and girls from the service, which can not only talk, but even also writes, yes, probably the latter is not yet good enough, why he wanted so learn it here at such a holy place better, could apply.

The thing was scratched quickly. He got a 25-hour contract with modest pay, which he former just right, finally Constantine has always something to do, and went to work.

The only table in the canteen - where he's going good, although the food was pretty standard - at which he sat still, the mood among new colleagues loosen up a bit, that is, to sit at the Maike always cares. She looks at him with eyes of ice. Alas, a colleague, even his superior, asking him stupid maybe with the plastic tray still unattached, at "their" table. Konstantin is taken and prepared for the worst.

Meanwhile, of course, he knows all Editorial rumors, jealousies, the jargon, the sensitivities of working, the learner, the sensationalism, the whole vanity fair. Sometimes Maike to not only icy, but even grim look.

After Constantine with small messenger services, coffee fetching and little research, sometimes also deals a text review, word got around quickly that Constantine can provide both orally over a fine feeling for the language, but very accurate, yes knew himself to proofread soulful, so that happened, what was inevitable, namely, that not only secretaries, but even seasoned editors increasingly started to like him. The situation is precarious as ever. If Maike bursts, it's all over.

It goes to a lunch break. Constantine knows he like as if compelled must reach May's table before the disaster steuermannslos simply takes its course. He must but do so skillfully that he surprisingly exactly meets their sense of humor, or so that it Deibel but also alswie not planned for her looks, she is in any case its not sufficiently certain.

A colleague always sitting with her at the table, and he makes her powerful advances. A higher animal in the economics department. If I ansandele the so next time he invites me to the table, rotating by Maike. It can not go. I need a fine list. If I'm sitting at the next table that no longer falls on a long time, I have at any time as a matter of course. I can not speak to himself excluded. He must speak to me, I reply as he asks them what they think of it, maybe a total of this odd new bird? - Yes, that's it, so it belongs made.

So, I find out on what he particularly sensitive in his Wirtschaftsdöns, tear at the right time a few obscenities to so that it either runs or soherum he like so insistently asks me to his table that I can not say no, or this is at least prepared quite unsuspicious. Perhaps we should reject the invitation once even under a pretext, to only in the most innocent re-invitation, of necessity, so to say. Oh man. The night was beautiful, but now cost's.

Constantine was, in spite of the achievements, both to Maike not yet fully on the mound, as he also did not know which string is just to play the saliva. But already it was him an idea through his head. When he brought Maike to reason, so ...

He had to use a trick of seduction. While the ladies over, although friendly and would be binding, but clearly reluctant. That he was not from the other side, he had made it clear, so that of male side dräuten no sexual entanglements. He must have heard something, no, maybe better, two things that he himself does not really believe what he is but wonders why, given that so many not together passe, which then quite soon debunked by himself as a forgery, the other for but even more than ever presented sound, resulting eventually, well, lead to something, perhaps even a great opportunity will arise.

And the mystery of his person should do the rest, as he was careful not to leave them too much to put or move into the center to reinforce the puzzle in its effect.

He would have to reinforce the puzzle until he exactly the right time with enigmatic message or simply disappear so. So, as a Konstantin disappears, namely very quickly and without a trace as announced.

Yes, a mystery Constantine was still that which puzzles or he should use.

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Constantine called me quite angry from Hamburg and said that if I anfütterte the reader already with his amorous adventures accidental, this could not therefore on tenterhooks as I did that at the close of the last chapter, as I announced, by the confessional and Wutszene with Maike, the morning after the night of love, only to report when he was with Hamburg "by".

Konstantin rarely speaks to me in my chronicle in, and when he does, he has his reasons, I called not to question, unless I saw his request as so serious that I would advise him against it as a friend.

So it came to pass, that Maike and Konstantin sat at the breakfast table and Konstantin clear was that while he would like to stand as quite a rascal, come upon a bad storm about him, however, he could not help the effect of telling the truth, he with what intention come into the Old watts, namely those of the Hamburg Journaille, especially those of the saliva to put on the fur, thus far, in order flatten what was but now done almost as inevitably in all those sultry layers Tristesse at that place, yes, he had soon only interested in them, with each beer more, and vice versa, there have also shone: In short, he had the night not spent with her because she's secretary was the saliva, but to a certain extent, anyway, his original intention sacrificing what he but do not regret, only that he had not told her yesterday evening, he was on the way on which mission. But he had feared ...

Full North German Maike his whole sermon heard in quiet, only her pretty little Nasenflügelchen trembled a little in the meantime.

When Constantine had finished, she calmly took their lukewarm giant cup of milky coffee, stood up, as if to order in thought somewhere, and pour very slowly the whole broth Konstantin ran through cap and jerkin.

"You do have a sparge? At home I have right now a pitchfork on hand or at least a bullwhip: I Dengle your Intrigante skull but also happy with it after Dithmarsch old custom, "she said calmly and took a cast-iron skillet from the wall hook. (more ...)