I never know if I have the most extravagant events that occurred in Paris or Milan. Having gone along with the supporters who continued to insist that I opened a blog hours I find myself another chore and definitely inappropriate
priate for myself: I never thought of being a spiritual guide, I've never believed that my life as full of events, could become a model or source of inspiration for anyone. I find it amusing quote some insight and reflect on the events since, probably, gives everything a lesson. said that, considering the fact that many, even those who also have not read a single line, I asked several times to take this step, I felt it appropriate to inform them, because a little 'all bloggers have a strong hand Narcissistic be satisfied knowing that she trusts someone can read what is written. Ten days ago I accompanied
about Thomas after work to buy a sweater in the center. While we were from parts of Corso Como and we decided it was time for a gin and tonic , was, in fact, getting dark and there was nothing to see, and my BlackBerry rang: Alfredo, one of my friends Milan gay (yes, for those who were wondering if it is true, in Milan I have gay friends and female), passionate encounters in chat and cybersex , that for a couple of weeks, began to follow the my blog, told me what happened a few nights before: he was dancing in a room and met a boy, 26 years, which, however, is already going steady with someone. Not surprising were it not for the fact that, hidden by boyfriend, Alfredo has given his mobile number, asking to be heard during the week to agree on a possible exit, two, of course. Alfredo then sent an sms and the boy, as her boyfriend, generally, regardless of what she does when they are not together, responded by proposing a hot night of unbridled sex. At this point, Alfredo subjected me the fateful question: "What do I do? You only live once, I do not feel moral. " At that moment, I could not help but wonder: when you are at a crossroad and wonder which way to go, even if the will can lead immediately to the choice, as when he is in the sight of yet another bag from Bottega Veneta, doubt, that a jury, inexplicably, sniff on the fly, is perhaps the alarm bells that separates the determination by the desire?
suspicion that perhaps he was attending too many guys, Alfredo replied: "It makes no sense to be faithful, if you're in love." So, thinking that, according to Angelique, normality is only a form of excess or, in other words, that only a pre-established order can generate interesting transgression, stifling my embarrassment, after pointing out, knowing Alfred, that he should not expect anything but sex without emotional involvement, naturally and almost involuntarily I said, 'Well, what can we say? Without this fucked. " Reassured by the thought of Thomas who also coincided with my respect to the detail that, if any, should be the guy to worry about, being a boyfriend, even this assumption would have been sufficient as a deterrent, I could not stand the idea in the skin to know how the situation would evolve.
returned to Paris yesterday at half past midnight, as I was reflecting on the fact that, especially when it comes of sexuality, the ease of sin, repentance disconcerting, arrived with an almost telepathic sense of timing call Alfredo: with the boy, very gifted, there have been three nights on fire, all very important if you neglect to point out that, after the first, the heat has been a slow, progressive and inexorable decline. Moreover, in situations like this, everything is fine the first time but the other can only be monotonous and repetitive. Yeah, I think, is that in all things in life, but if you add the fact that there is nothing else to do the glue apart from the physical relationship, how could it be otherwise? So, to avoid the lack of imagination, The boy has proposed to widen the circle.
This morning, at breakfast, telling the story to Estelle I realized that if the suspicion is the controller thought the action was really lucky when next you have someone in whose eyes you can find all the answers to our doubts. Back on the road, the sun appeared to be a gray cloud.
about Thomas after work to buy a sweater in the center. While we were from parts of Corso Como and we decided it was time for a gin and tonic , was, in fact, getting dark and there was nothing to see, and my BlackBerry rang: Alfredo, one of my friends Milan gay (yes, for those who were wondering if it is true, in Milan I have gay friends and female), passionate encounters in chat and cybersex , that for a couple of weeks, began to follow the my blog, told me what happened a few nights before: he was dancing in a room and met a boy, 26 years, which, however, is already going steady with someone. Not surprising were it not for the fact that, hidden by boyfriend, Alfredo has given his mobile number, asking to be heard during the week to agree on a possible exit, two, of course. Alfredo then sent an sms and the boy, as her boyfriend, generally, regardless of what she does when they are not together, responded by proposing a hot night of unbridled sex. At this point, Alfredo subjected me the fateful question: "What do I do? You only live once, I do not feel moral. " At that moment, I could not help but wonder: when you are at a crossroad and wonder which way to go, even if the will can lead immediately to the choice, as when he is in the sight of yet another bag from Bottega Veneta, doubt, that a jury, inexplicably, sniff on the fly, is perhaps the alarm bells that separates the determination by the desire?
suspicion that perhaps he was attending too many guys, Alfredo replied: "It makes no sense to be faithful, if you're in love." So, thinking that, according to Angelique, normality is only a form of excess or, in other words, that only a pre-established order can generate interesting transgression, stifling my embarrassment, after pointing out, knowing Alfred, that he should not expect anything but sex without emotional involvement, naturally and almost involuntarily I said, 'Well, what can we say? Without this fucked. " Reassured by the thought of Thomas who also coincided with my respect to the detail that, if any, should be the guy to worry about, being a boyfriend, even this assumption would have been sufficient as a deterrent, I could not stand the idea in the skin to know how the situation would evolve.
returned to Paris yesterday at half past midnight, as I was reflecting on the fact that, especially when it comes of sexuality, the ease of sin, repentance disconcerting, arrived with an almost telepathic sense of timing call Alfredo: with the boy, very gifted, there have been three nights on fire, all very important if you neglect to point out that, after the first, the heat has been a slow, progressive and inexorable decline. Moreover, in situations like this, everything is fine the first time but the other can only be monotonous and repetitive. Yeah, I think, is that in all things in life, but if you add the fact that there is nothing else to do the glue apart from the physical relationship, how could it be otherwise? So, to avoid the lack of imagination, The boy has proposed to widen the circle.
This morning, at breakfast, telling the story to Estelle I realized that if the suspicion is the controller thought the action was really lucky when next you have someone in whose eyes you can find all the answers to our doubts. Back on the road, the sun appeared to be a gray cloud.
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