Chapter 7 Wild instintics
Victor follows her into the kitchen, and notices his girlfriend's ass, he looks sideways at her, marked under the silk robe moves her lithe, firm body. Birdy is a dancer who has disproportionately thick hips, for her delicate dancer's waist, her ass is firm and lovely, toned and round thanks to the training practices Birdy has undergone since she was a child, and although she can't see her abdomen in the gown she wears now; Victor considers Birdy to have the most sensual abdomen, with all the muscles marked and the waist completely carved into an elegant curve that makes her look svelte and docile. In short he hit the jackpot with his girl. She has a very beautiful body, he has never met a dancer who has a more beautiful body than Birdy. Although she's slim and trim like many ballet dancers, her ass and tummy are befitting of a belly dancer or Cuban salsa dancer. She looks at her ass out of the corner of her eye and sits at the glass kitchen table. Birdy makes her toast with jam and fries some eggs in the pan.
Although Emilia, the housekeeper, is used to cooking at her parents' house, she enjoys cooking. Even though Birdy's hands are delicate and soft, because she takes great care of them, her dishes are full of flavor and seasoning. Everything she knows how to cook she learned from her grandmother and Italian cuisine is her forte. Ludwika, who was also Prima Ballerina at the Scala Theater in Milan and in her spare time enjoyed baking, taught her to prepare all kinds of pasta, desserts and Italian dishes. As Victor eats breakfast in the kitchen of her grandparents' old property in Leuvonicienes, Birdy gets dressed. She hasn't slept at all and covers her dark circles with makeup and concealer, puts black eyeliner on her eyelids and her navy blue eyes stand out more. Her skin is white and her complexion is silky, at 24 she has the face of an 18-year-old, as she usually takes good care of herself. She puts pressed powder on her cheekbones and a Dior lipstick shade 77, pastel pink on her lips. She takes the keys to her parents' Mercedes Benz and goes out to meet Victor, dressed in ballet tights that cover her bust and back and reveal her abs in a lace fabric, and jeans tight to her hips and slender legs. She wears a pair of pastel pink Fergie Shoes sandals. The truth is that although dancers are usually very simple, thanks to dance, and the salary of his father who is an investment banker, Birdy lives a life full of luxury and comfort, like his mother. Branded clothes, money and glamour have always been part of her life. Her boyfriend Victor is waiting for her in the kitchen. When he sees her enter, he looks at her in surprise, with a rapt expression. He can't help but tell her, nor is he ashamed, to constantly remind Birdy how beautiful she is, in his eyes, the most beautiful of all dancers.
\- You look beautiful.
\- Thank you, I did my best, I haven't slept since yesterday.
Birdy kisses her boyfriend on the forehead, now that she has him so close Victor admires his face and his beauty, she turns off the lights and they leave the house.
\- Are you driving? - Birdy asks
\- Yes honey, it won't be a problem. Sleep on the way to the theater, you can sleep for at least an hour," he declares as he opens the door of the Mercedes Benz for his girlfriend. He then turns and gets into the driver's seat.
Victor's car, from where he drove from Paris to Leuvonicienes, remains parked in front of the Leuvonicenses' house, they leave the property as the leaves of the trees cover the asphalt and the road to Paris and the trees remain bare of leaves, waiting for winter.
Birdy sleeps all the way, waking up as Victor drives down Rue la Fallete to the Garnel Palace, where the seven dance halls were located next to the Zambelli dance studio, set up under the Library Dome. Arriving at the Opera de Paris, Birdy rubbed her eyes, drowsily. She walks in the company of Victor to the dressing rooms and down the main corridor of the Palais Garnel. Whenever she enters her dance classes, she is always amazed for a couple of seconds as she stares at the huge gold-plated chandeliers and crystal chandeliers and the gold-framed pictures of angels suspended above the dressing rooms that make way for the dancers. The Opera Theater of Paris is the dream of any dancer, it breathes an air of elegance and glamor, surrounded by metal structures that make up the great dome of the theater with several rehearsal rooms for ballet dancers.
In the middle of the corridor, before starting down the main staircase to the dressing rooms. Birdy receives a call from her mother. She stops in the middle of the marble carved stairs, decorated by a red carpet and answers the call.
Sitting comfortably in the limousine that was taking her to the city from the airport of the French capital, Birdy's mother, Odette, was listening to the version of Garota de Ipanema with which a few years ago Stan Getz had managed to popularize Bossa Nova in the United States and the rest of the world. Although Odette found this style of music too "experimental", she enjoyed the relaxed tone, the unusual rhythm and the phrasing of the saxophone. Coincidentally, because of this and other songs, Odette had traveled that weekend to New York and was returning to Paris, her husband and daughter thought she was at her grandparents' house in Leuvoniciences, but the truth was that Odette had run away with her lover, Miguel, a dancer from her daughter's company who was 20 years younger than Odette. Miguel would be 27 next month, while Odette was in her early 40s. Her daughter of course knew nothing, but her husband had found out through rumors from unknown sources and people of dubious veracity; which nevertheless made her and her husband start a dispute over the division of the assets, which if they did not solve it behind closed doors, as Odette threatened, would end in court along with a divorce petition for defamation and moral damages, since Odette flatly refused to admit her infidelities.
The slow traffic and a bourbon on the rocks, made her remember when she first heard this piece; it was when she was, at a table located overlooking a large pool at the Mirage Hotel in Las Vegas, trying to decide the order of the songs for the oral sex Miguel would give her that night and ordering lunch, suddenly after a prolonged sip of her bourbon; Odette turned her eyes back to her present and watched through the window of the limo, the girls wandering in winter suits and passing near her, along the Seine, they seemed to slow the limo as they walked with aplomb. Odette watched the young French girls and watched the way their hips moved more sensually to hers, she sighed grumpily. Within seconds the music came on. She found the sensation so pleasurable that a couple of hours later she had Sammy, the driver, find out the name of the piece she had heard in the car and which had provided her with a truly relaxing moment, at a time when she rarely enjoyed them. For ever since her husband started the divorce or property division dispute, Odette used to find herself generally in a very bad mood, quarreling over money and her estate.
\- "The Girl from Ipanema" Frank, that's his name, by Getz and a couple of Brazilians - Sammy told her, watching his mistress sitting on the large black leather furniture in the main living room.
\- Great, I always enjoy a good jazz - she added, as she took Sammy by the tie and he with a wicked smile leaned towards her, she placed her hand on Sammy's crotch to check how hard he was and as she felt the firm touch that filled her with intoxication she began to slide her fingers along the chauffeur's crotch.