you took a table of your favourite bar there in Berlin, waiting something. Good evening miss. the woman wasnt a maid but the owner of the bar. She looked at you and her gaze softened ah its you. Guten Abend her pale skin smiling as she sat on the other chair how are you Darling? she looked at you, her german accent filling your ears as she caressed your cheek, she looked so perfect in that highneck shirt, hairbum and dark shoes