There was a panic in our city after two citizens were poisoned when drinking Coca-Cola’s Romequelle’s mineral water in two café bars. The whole country was alarmed afterward. Like all eating and drinking establishments, shops, and markets, we also received an official note to purchase all Coca-Cola and Romequelle bottles from selling. While my Fran, Lidija, and I were concerned about profit dropping, my Prince had peace saying that we have an opportunity now to offer other brands that don’t sell well or sell less well than Coke’s products. We slightly lowered their prices and people bought them. And he was right. People bought Pepsi and other mineral waters that they didn’t buy earlier. The crisis about the contamination of Coca-Cola’s products ended yesterday. After the laboratory’s examination, it was concluded that the contaminated mineral waters didn’t happen in their factory in Austria and we were allowed to sell them again. Our government continued to investigate what happened since there were some similar reports from other cities.

My Prince showed his romantic side again. Namely, one day, (in agreement with my Fran and Lidija) he set up lunch in his office for me and my Ivy with our favorite meals, flowers, and dessert. My Fran lured us out of the office under the excuse of a business matter (together with my Prince who pretended he had no idea what was happening) while Lidija invited the waiters to set up the table and chairs for us. When we returned to the office, my Prince knelt before us and told us that this gesture was only a small sign of how much he respected us, loved us, and cared for us. My Ivy and I were very touched and we showered him with kisses. When we sat at the table, my Fran made us laugh hard by saying:

- I hope you will remain romantic and civilized and will not play any of your perverted sex food games.

Then he left the office while we enjoyed excellent meals. But of course, we had to have sex. This time it was with wine which we drank from our pussies and each other’s mouths. After excellent sex, we took a shower. My Fran’s said:

- Savages, plain savages, that’s what you are! You have to ruin the true meaning of everything noble and sacred. Shame on you!

We laughed.

And the last thing. My Prince and Ivy returned from downtown one day and he told me they saw a very judgmental lady. Namely, they were buying a piece of fresh cheese pie at a bakery stand. When they bought it, they stood at the side to eat it. One old man, sloppy and messy dressed stood on their place to buy a loaf of bread. At that moment, one German lady was asking people around if they knew where is certain dental clinic. Namely, her GPS showed it was somewhere around, but for some reason, it couldn’t show the exact location. Everyone answered they did not speak German. When she asked the shopkeeper, she said she didn’t speak German and she appointed her to the old man who was a professor of the German language in one high school. (She knew who he was since he was her regular customer). The lady looked at him scornfully and walked away continuing to ask other people for directions to that dental clinic which her GPS obviously couldn’t find. The shopkeeper asked the old man what she was asking people around and he told her. At the end, he said:

- If she only asked me, I would tell her where is the dental clinic.

My Prince felt sorry for the old man because his father had a few similar experiences when he was alive. Then he treated him by buying the bread, the yogurt, and a cake with poppy seeds he asked him to buy for him. Unfortunately, many people still judge the book by its covers, not by its content. I was one of them before I met the best man on the whole planet: my Prince.