Hey zydeko76! When does the next part come? If your thought
everybody forgot, sorry for you I didn't! lol! :P

hugs,
Angie.

--- In stephane_lambiel@yahoogroups.com, "zydeko76 <icebaby76@w...>"
<icebaby76@w...> wrote:
> Monday morning. The alarm clock woke Sasha rudely up in a topmost
> penetrante manner.
> Half past 6.
> Oh God, is it truly time to get up again already?
> Yes.
> And while Sasha stumbled into the bath half asleep, she thought
that
> THE Monday was finally today. Suddenly, Sasha became lively. After
> she had taken a shower and had dressed, she nearly hovered the
> stairway down into the kitchen. There, Linda had already made a
great
> breakfast.
>
> Linda: Good morning, my darling! You have but good mood in the
early
> morning! From where this may probably come.....?!
> .....she greeted Sasha and cared her a kiss on the cheek.
>
> Sasha: Good morning, mom! For sure I have good mood today! If it
only
> would be already this afternoon!
> Linda: Well the most has already passed! What separates you in the
> most favorable case are.......
> .....Linda looked at the clock.
>
> Linda: .....hardly 9 hours of a surprise, that you haven't
certainly
> imagined in your wildest dreams!
> Sasha: Mom, that's mean! You know exactly that the worst and the
> longest are the last hours before a big thing!
> Linda: Ok, ok, it's alright! But you will get an eye!
> Sasha twisted the eyes to the ceiling and had to laugh. She knew
her
> mom. If she watered her mouth for it so much, it had to be
something
> special.
> Sasha was allowed to be curious.
>
> Exactly at 8 o'clock, Sasha sat at her desk.
> She worked in a graphic-design-agency and had worked hard to
become
> in shortest time the right hand of the boss-designer.
> Her advertising-posters had already gotten many prices and awards.
> Some were even nominated for the „Oscar "of the advertising-
industry
> and so Sasha had made a name quickly in this business.
> Of course, she drafted the posters with particular passion for ice
> shows within Canada and the USA.
> That was her specialty.
>
> Shortly after she had sat down, her mobile phone rang. It was
> Stephane.
>
> Stephane: Bonjour! Well, how is the first working day after the
> vacation?
> Sasha: Bonjour, Stephane! It has started just only now, but thanks
> for asking! So far, everything is still in the green area, cheri!
> Stephane: Oh, I love it, if you speak French! Do you come today to
> the Dome? Please say yes!
> Sasha: Stephane, firstly I had a good teacher concerning my
French!
> And secondly I come to the Dome today by all means! My mom has
> promised me a giant-surprise! Do you know something about it?
> Stephane: Hmmm.....I believe, yes, if it's this, which I think....!
> Sasha: WHAAAAAAT??? YOU know about, too? Well, don't tell me now,
I
> endured it for a very long time, so I manage this few hours as
well!
> Stephane: Oho, I won't tell you anything! Linda would kill me!
> Sasha: Oh, I could not be responsible for this of course! So see
you
> this afternoon, Stephane! Et merci beaucoup pour vous coup de
> téléphone!
> Stephane: Mhmm... you know how to let the sun rise in my heart!
See
> you this afternoon, mon petite!
>
> Stephane! What kind of a charmeur! And this with barely 19 years!
She
> knew, if they had become a couple, he would have layed her down in
a
> bed of roses....if it hadn't been for these 10 years of age-
> difference. But this matter was clarified for years already. Even
if
> Stephane often made it very hard for her and simply couldn't curb
his
> charm.
> Still smiling about Stephane, Sasha started her work.
> As she found the next time a minute to look at her clock, it was
> already half past 12 am. She decided first to make her lunch break
> before she started something new. But her ringing mobile phone
kept
> her away from it at the moment.
>
> Sasha: Ansbach?
> Cassy: Hi Sasha! It's me, Cassy!
>
> Sasha could hardly believe it and nearly screamed into her mobile
> phone:
>
> Sasha: CASSY?!
>
> Cassy, that was Cassy Lutes. The two had met, as Sasha had came
with
> her mom to Canada and went with Cassy into the same school class.
> They became friends from the beginning and determined pleased on
the
> first day that they lived only a few streets off of each other.
> Quickly, they became the best friends. This probably had to do the
> most with it that Cassy and Sasha had the same hobby: figure
skating.
> Or better, to watch it.
> At the same gala, at which Sasha had met Steven Cousins, Cassy was
> also there.
> There, Cassy had met this American dancer Clint Lutes. The two had
> married almost 2 years ago. Sasha was Cassys marriage witness of
> course. She was happy for Cassy of course, but this marriage also
> meant that Cassy left Canada to live with Clint in America.
> Sometimes she envy the both for their luck.
> But mostly, she was highly satisfied with her life. She had a
> wonderful mom, who was well-known from all in the skating business
> and was respected, she had a great job, that sometimes took she up
15
> hours on the day, she knew many skating stars personal and was
> allowed to name the European Champion and almost-World Champion
2004
> Stephane Lambiel her dearest friend. In short, Sasha would have
> hadn't any time for a friend or even a husband. But she granted
Cassy
> her new life.
> And now Cassy finally called her after a long time.
>
> Sasha: Cassy! I can't believe it! How are you? We haven't heard
from
> each other for sooooo long!
> Cassy: I'm fine, Sasha, thanks! Yes, it's been a pretty long time.
> Clint was on tour so we went from one city to another. I'm sorry
for
> not keeping in touch with you but it was all very strenous. Can
you
> forgive me?
> Sasha: Hmmmmmmm….I have to consider that………..ok, one last time!
>
> Both laughed.
>
> Cassy: Oh thank you, sweetheart! Now I'm much better!
> Sasha: Ok, why are you calling? Any good news?
> Cassy: Maybe….what would you say if I told you that Clint and I
come
> to Calgary for some days off?
> Sasha: WHAT??? Is that true?
> Cassy: Yes, absolutely!
> Sasha: Oh Cassy, these are really great news! When do you come to
us?
> Cassy: If nothing goes wrong we'll be there on Friday afternoon.
I'll
> call you on Thursday for more information, ok?
> Sasha: Hey that's just fine! Give Clint my best regards! Wow, what
a
> day today!
> Cassy: Why?
> Sasha: My mom promised me a big surprise for this afternoon in the
> Saddle Dome and now you called and gave me such good news!
> Cassy: A big surprise? Ohhh, I'm sooo curious! But wait, tell me
> nothing till Thursday when I call you, ok?
> Sasha: Ok, I'll try it! So till Thursday, alright? It was really
nice
> to hear from you again, Cassy! Bye!
> Cassy: Ok, Sasha! Till Thursday, bye!
>
> Sasha hung up. She couldn't believe it. If this day continues this
> way......
> She looked forward so very happy to the reunion with Clint and
Cassy.
> What she expected this afternoon had occurred to her again through
> the conversation. Now she had become really curious again after
she
> was distracted quite well so far. Sasha decided that she now make
her
> lunch break first to get going with strengthened power.
>
> Shortly after 1 pm, she sat at her desk again. Actually, she still
> had 30 minutes of break, but Linda's surprise haunted constantly
> around her head, she considered better to distract herself with
her
> work again.
> At about 3 pm, she had managed everything, which had lain on her
> desk. HOORAY! She packed up her stuff, snatched her bag and
already
> had the handle in the hand as the telephone rang. Argh, she
thought,
> please not NOW! She answered the phone.
>
> Sasha: Shining star, Inc., Ansbach, can I help you?
> Linda: Hey sweetie, it's me!
> Sasha: Mom! What's up? Hasn't my surprise arrived yet?
> Linda: Oh yes! I only wanted to remind you of it so you don't
forget!
> Sasha: Haha, very funny, mom! As if I could forget THIS!
> Linda: Well then everything is clear! When do you come?
> Sasha: I was already on the way from here to go home, changing my
> clothes! I don't know admittedly for WHOM I start styling, but it
> won't be a bad idea anyway, right?!
> Linda: There, you're absolutely right as an exception once! So
hurry
> up! See you!
> Sasha: See you, mom!
>
> Aaaaaaah, but now get out of this place!
> Breathlessly, Sasha arrived at home. After she had taken a shower
> quickly, she stood helplessly now in front of her wardrobe.
> What should she put on?
> If she had known WHOEVER was the big unknown....but maybe it was
also
> better, that she didn't know, who expects her there, otherwise she
> would have become presumably even more nervous. She decided for
her
> favorite-jeans with rose-imprint on the right leg.
> As top, she chose a black sweater with carmen-collar and glitter-
> embroidery on it.
> She pulled her green winter-coat over it, snatched her handbag and
> started on the way.
> Nevertheless she had spent some time in front of the wardrobe, it
> was „just " 3.45 pm.
>
> She almost ran the first meters to the Dome but then she thought
that
> it made possibly more impression if she doesn't arrive there with
> hanging out tongue and completely besides breath. So Sasha slowed
her
> steps to arrive at the Saddle Dome externally completely relaxed.
> After a short conversation with George, Sasha entered the ice
rink.
> Stephane discovered her first and welcomed her very heartily.
>
> Stephane: There you are finally! And delightful you look, as usual!
>
> He took her into his arms and kissed her on both cheeks.
>
> Sasha: Hello Stephane! Thanks for the compliment! I blush for
> embarrassment!
> Stephane: That's not my fault! You simply always look gorgeous!
But
> the red on your cheeks suits you also very well!
> Sasha: Stephane, please!
>
> Sasha had to laugh now. And Stephane smiled at her with his most
> irresistibly smile.
> Now Linda also had noticed that Sasha was there. She approached
the
> both.