Occhi (Original Version)

It was a cold grey Sunday early morning with whistling wind and drizzle on my windscreen. I was driving to Chelsea to pick up a model and then proceed to Surrey for an important shooting inside a castle for a calendar.
When I saw the model I was surprised. She already had a make up and despite the cold weather she wore a very light dress. She really looked like she just got out of a club. The I realized she just bought a club near Leicester Square with some other models and she worked till late. She Probably slept only few hours she didn't even have the time to clean out her make up and change her clothes.
We were already in the countryside out of London, while the model asked me for the permission to sleep that I had no reason to deny. Not far from our destination something happened. The truck in front of us lost something and I couldn't skip it. I hopelessly hit that metal object and I heard a bad noise coming from the bottom of my car. The engine suddenly stopped and no way to to restart it. I got off the car and noticed that so much petrol was leaking.
I was so nervous and worried, we had to start the shooting, a very important one. The model woke up wondering what was going on and I explained.
Searching my papers I found a contact card about a 24/7 car rescue service and I suddenly called telling what happened and my position.
After a reasonable time a tow truck came our way. A seemingly rude guy called Frank was driving, wearing a blue mechanic's overall and blue sun glasses, although the sun was definitely not there.
He suddenly asked: “What's wrong?” And after noticing the petrol leaking he said. “Oh I know, get in the truck”.
After driving through several narrow shortcuts we finally reached his garage in London. In his garage I suddenly noticed that on every single wall many calendars with beautiful women were hanging.
Without gloves he started his surgery operation while he realised that the model was shaking. He took and a sealed loose mechanic's overall and told her: “Hey beauty, you're freezing, get this and wear it”. The model was so surprised and thankful and she quickly put it on. She honestly looked very sexy with it and I felt an increasing will to take pictures of her dressed like that.
After only few of minutes Frank said: “Your car is fixed, but it's a temporary solution, you have to replace the petrol pump. Wait here, I'm gonna get few gallons of petrol, you lost all yours”.
I took advantage of his short absence to get my camera and start shooting the model with the very sexy mechanic's overall, and she also appreciated to pose in that unusual set.
When he came back I asked for the bill but Frank answered: “Don't worry, I will arrange that with your insurance company, as your car is fully covered, just give me your details”. So I gave him my contact card and I wrote the registration number of my car on the back.
In the meanwhile the model was removing the mechanic's overall to return it but Frank said: “It's ok beauty, you can keep it, it's fabulous on you”. So she picked up the contact card I gave Frank, she wrote her number and put it in his pocket. While kissing him on a cheek she said: “You're my hero!
We finally arrived the shooting on time and it was very successful because Frank really cheered up our mood.
A couple of days later I got two bottles of fine wines as a present for him, because I really wanted to thank him once again, as his prompt rescue was definitely vital for me.
When I reached the road where the garage was I realized something strange and unbelievable: the garage was not there, not even the building, instead of it was a small market. I was shocked, I went to the market to check if the entrance was behind it, but there was no garage at all. On the floor I found my contact card with my car registration and the number of the model. I couldn't believe it. The next days I also acknowledge that my insurance had never been contacted or charged.

Calendar Girls (Remix Version)

It was a cold grey Sunday early morning with whistling wind and drizzle on my windscreen. I was driving to Chelsea to pick up a model and then proceed to Surrey for an important shooting inside a castle for a calendar.
When I saw the model I was surprised. She already had a make up and despite the cold weather she wore a very light dress. She really looked like she just got out of a club. The I realized she just bought a club near Leicester Square with some other models and she worked till late. She Probably slept only few hours she didn't even have the time to clean out her make up and change her clothes.
We were already in the countryside out of London, while the model asked me for the permission to sleep that I had no reason to deny. Not far from our destination something happened. The truck in front of us lost something and I couldn't skip it. I hopelessly hit that metal object and I heard a bad noise coming from the bottom of my car. The engine suddenly stopped and no way to to restart it. I got off the car and noticed that so much petrol was leaking.
I was so nervous and worried, we had to start the shooting, a very important one. The model woke up wondering what was going on and I explained.
Searching my papers I found a contact card about a 24/7 car rescue service and I suddenly called telling what happened and my position.
After a reasonable time a tow truck came our way. A seemingly rude guy called Frank was driving, wearing a blue mechanic's overall and blue sun glasses, although the sun was definitely not there.
He suddenly asked: “What's wrong?” And after noticing the petrol leaking he said. “Oh I know, get in the truck”.
After driving through several narrow shortcuts we finally reached his garage in London. In his garage I suddenly noticed that on every single wall many calendars with beautiful women were hanging.
Without gloves he started his surgery operation while he realised that the model was shaking. He took and a sealed loose mechanic's overall and told her: “Hey beauty, you're freezing, get this and wear it”. The model was so surprised and thankful and she quickly put it on. She honestly looked very sexy with it and I felt an increasing will to take pictures of her dressed like that.
After only few of minutes Frank said: “Your car is fixed, but it's a temporary solution, you have to replace the petrol pump. Wait here, I'm gonna get few gallons of petrol, you lost all yours”.
I took advantage of his short absence to get my camera and start shooting the model with the very sexy mechanic's overall, and she also appreciated to pose in that unusual set.
When he came back I asked for the bill but Frank answered: “Don't worry, I will arrange that with your insurance company, as your car is fully covered, just give me your details”. So I gave him my contact card and I wrote the registration number of my car on the back.
In the meanwhile the model was removing the mechanic's overall to return it but Frank said: “It's ok beauty, you can keep it, it's fabulous on you”. So she picked up the contact card I gave Frank, she wrote her number and put it in his pocket. While kissing him on a cheek she said: “You're my hero!
We finally arrived the shooting on time and it was very successful because Frank really cheered up our mood.
A couple of days later I got two bottles of fine wines as a present for him, because I really wanted to thank him once again, as his prompt rescue was definitely vital for me.
When I reached the road where the garage was I realized something strange and unbelievable: the garage was not there, not even the building, instead of it was a small market. I was shocked, I went to the market to check if the entrance was behind it, but there was no garage at all. On the floor I found my contact card with my car registration and the number of the model. I couldn't believe it. The next days I also acknowledge that my insurance had never been contacted or charged.
Thank you!

Lorenzo Barichella