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Bonjour, je suis une Rolls Royce, toujours belle et toujours de bonne
humeur. De bonne humeur, il y a de quoi, car si vous saviez ce qu'a été ma vie,
avec tous les maîtres et toutes les maîtresses que j'ai conduits.
D'ailleurs, aujourd'hui, je me suis dit qu'il n'y avait aucune raison que je
garde tout cela pour moi, et j'ai décidé de tout vous raconter.
Le premier maître que j'ai eu était un très beau jeune homme, blond, aux yeux
bleus, qui avait tous les succès féminins qu'il désirait.
Un jour...
He wanted me to take him urgently to a sumptuous hotel, because he had a great
appointment. I waited for him for more than three hours.
Guess why?
Look.
Hmm.
Yeah. Yeah.
Yes.
That I would have liked to be in the place of this beautiful rose.
Unfortunately, I am only a luxury car, but a car.
After this intermission, I had to take him very quickly to the countryside for
another gallant rendezvous.
Decidedly, my master is insatiable. That promised beautiful days.
Yes, you like that, don't you? Yes, you like that, don't you?
Yes,
you like that,
don't you?
Let's do it again.
I feel good.
You're going to play with my big cat.
You like that, don't you? Yes, I love it.
I love it.
Enjoy. Enjoy on me like that.
Enjoy.
Put that back on. You're going to defend me a little more.
To be sold again.
I was very sad.
But my new mistress was not to disappoint me.
Under her humble and half-naked appearance, she led a nocturnal life
that can no longer be delayed.
Mm.
Mm.
Mm.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
A very mean mistress who never told me anything. She had huge breasts and
always walked around with a bag full of I don't know what. One day, not holding
back, I parked right under her windows and that's what I saw.
Bull.
Oh.
The most beautiful day of my life. I didn't need to stand under windows or
climb on the tip of my wheels. My new mistress was coming to her and my house.
She was beautiful.
And I was really her confidante. She didn't hide anything from me. It was
really the best moments of my life.
A single inconvenience, I was all shaken.
It's really the most beautiful day of my life.
There, you can feel it.
It didn't stop.
It didn't stop.
He kept going without stopping.
My shock absorbers were very tired.
I had a few calms and then it started again.
Once they came back at six.
I was heavy and tired.
They were all excited.
From what I understood, they went to friends, to the impromptu, to surprise
them. They also said that these people were very strict and that it would be
enough for them to get rid of them. And they swore that they would get there
very quickly. Indeed, it wasn't long, look.
my career.
I was old and no one wanted me anymore. I was walking alone with my driver in
the streets of Paris. My wheels were worn, my body started to wrinkle.
All I had left were my memories.
And what memories!
Fortunately, I had them.
They made me so sleepy that I fell asleep at a red light and I started to
dream. What a beautiful dream!
I'll tell you about it.
No. No.
Yeah,
yeah, yeah.
No.
Oh,
my God.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
It's good, isn't it?
It's good, isn't it? Yes, it's good. It's good.
I hope you enjoyed my story.
See you soon.
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