The Mantis

The door was ajar and when I entered, with Flavio just two steps behind me, I heard an unnatural silence. My heart was pumping fast and faster. While I was in the kitchen, Flavio called me, as if he wanted to show me something. I just walked and while going there I opened the bedroom door to see if everything was in order. I never thought that Flavio had found Simona, dead, in the bath tub. Simona had taken her own life. The second person in a few months that had suicide and I was involved into both. I ran to her and tried to reanimate her but she had slashed her wrists... I hugged her and cried. I loved her, I love her, I still do... I would not have cared about her gaiety, I would have loved her regardless exactly as I was still a friend of Flavio. Actually, that is changed and not because I had sex with him but because he decided I was not his friend anymore and, I had never been. That die, that Christmas, will be unforgettable. I lost two people I loved. I felt so lonely and so impotent. Me, the tough guy, all of a sudden I was exposed to my weaknesses and had no way to show a different face. I was what I was, a better person but sadder and alone. Completely isolated by everyone.

One hand, out of the tub was pointing at Flavio's diary. She really loved Flavio and she noted something: "The only man I loved is now gone. What should I do here, by myself, now that he is gone, killed by a man that I could never love, a man that was too similar to those who have taken my innocence and youth away from me. My only satisfaction is that he will pay for what he has done to Sonya and to Flavio: jailed!" I was terrified by those words. I never thought that she could hate me so much, but I still loved her and a strong sense of piety took the place of love. I realised that amongst the three, I was the best person. Flavio, the sweet guy, hated me and Simona. Simona, the nice and full of life girl was resenting me just for being like someone who raped her when she was younger, at the point of pushing me to kill her love and rot in jail...

Flavio was standing behind me while I was reading his diary, actually the last words added by Simona, as if nothing had happened. He just said one thing: "I could have written the last sentence... "Vendetta, sweet and only satisfaction in this world, now it's mine". It's the same writing of the flowers of Sonya's tomb. I thought it was you sending them but I must have overestimated you. I forgot you had no heart and feelings for anyone".

I could hear a strong note of hate from his words. I am sure that deep inside he knew that he was the worst of the three, the one that really hated both of us, he was the Mantis.

Flavio...

I got in the car and I started driving like a madman towards Flavio's parents hous in the countryside, around Viterbo. I knocked at the door and I could hear some laughs, including his that was coming towards the door. A punch and he fell, hitting the head. He was out.

I put him in the car, I put him in the front seat because I wanted to avoid the surprise of being hit from the back. I never believed those movies, when the person is knocked out for hours just by hitting the head.

I felt closer and closer to Simona and to my revenge against this weirdo that even for just a moment, thought of taking the girl away from me.

Flavio started waking up and he was clearly confused with some blood on his shirt coming from somewhere. I didn't care, my feelings of rage and relief were overwhelming. I was experience a new, strong emotion: I could have killed him and not cared less.

He started talking... It was a shock... "I am sorry, I really thought you has no problem doing it. I liked it, I must say. It has been since we were kids that I felt this strong attraction and I had to go through all the shit of pretending to like women, just to be a friend of yours. Your jokes about gay people hurt me a lot and your homophobia made my life hell. It was impossible to tell you what I was and how I felt towards you." I was shocked. Then the sentence I never expected to hear: "But now I know that I do not really love you, actually, I hate you and I always did: go to Simona, and live your life together, and try to be happy and don't hurt her as you have done with me and with Sonya. No need to send me flowers every week."

I had his blessing... But, hold on, what did that mean? Was I going to kill my best friend? The person that suffered so much? Simona had told me a lie. I sent her an sms, in Italian, saying "All done! Very simple! Revenge!" and I started driving fast towards Rome, with Flavio in the car. I knew that Simona lied to me. Now it's time to clarify a thing of two with her. This time it's my vendetta...

From Simona's diary...

This year has been full of events, most of them sad ones... this is
what I read on Simona's scrap papers... I found out that both Simona
and Flavio have been keeping a Blog, actually, Flavio has been keeping
a traditional diary too... I have copied what was written on the last
few pages of her diary... sadly... I am devastated... I am translating
the final part of it, it will take a few days.

Simona wrote:

"Xmas day. the three were having dinner. they were far too drunk.
Simona pretended to be drunk, Flavio very sober and Mario completely
stoned. Flavio proposed the three of them to have sex. Simona accepted
it and so did Mario. Then Simona changed her mind/ the vendetta is
very close and she imposed her last desire: see the two rivals having
sex between each other. In exchange of that she would have had sex
with one of them at New year's eve and for the rest of her life.
The guys accepted it. Flavio was the happiest man on earth, Mario will
remember very little about it the day after and not even after
Flavio's confidences when everything was over and Simona had gone to
sleep. Confidences that were making clear the feelings towards him,
Mario/Bonnie.

Mario could not remember about the sex if not some flashes that
wouldn't leave any doubt about the fact that they had sex. But now, he
was sure, somehow that he would have had Simona for the rest of his
life.

Flavio left a message, the morning after: I must go, Sorry. Merry
Xmas, Flavio. Mario and Simona were alone, at last. Flavio had left
being afraid of being chosen by Simona, but, mainly about Mario's
reaction. Simona understood to be deeply in love with Flavio, after
seeing the two of them having sex she felt excited for the first time
in ages and she masturbated looking at two men having sex... A lesbian
woman...
Simona knew that she would never have Flavio, because gay but she
cannot even dream of going to bed with Mario. He is the copy of those
men who took her innocence away.
Simona asked Mario if he would do anything for her. He answered that
after having had sex with his best friend, he could really do
everything.

Simona, in tears, and recalling the worst moments of her life, for the
first time let her rage, shame and hate out and asked Mario to kill
Flavio that raped her last night, after he fell asleep. It was so
violent that it felt as if it were two men raping her and not one. "

I will add, during these days, what happened after that and some more
extracts from Simona's writings but in the meantime these are the
links to Simona and Flavio's blogs...

http://donnaragno77.blogspot.com/

http://flaviobee.blogspot.com/

I hate Flavio

it's bloody impossible to live with him. Even worse knowing that he is trying to get my girlfriend. His attentions to Simona drive me nuts! Sleeping in the same room is a true nightmare and if I think that we are going to spend Xmas eve, day and boxing day together, 24 hours a day, pisses me off great times.

in the evenings, at dinner, we seem like an ordinary family. Simona seems happy and so Flavio, while I feel like shit and I feel I am losing the battle against this fucking loser. What do I do? Do I go and leave her with him? No fucking way, I rather suffer seeing the two of them laughing like the most perfect of couples.

Last night was disgusting... While I was sleeping I got up and I opened my eyes and I saw the bastard wanking in his bed calling out a name, which was not Simona, sounded more like Maria... What a prick!

Today we are going out to the Alban Hills to have a meal, the three of us, like a happy family...

Anyway, Simona has been nice to me, and to him, so I still think that there can be some hope. Perhaps she likes Flavio as friend but she would rather go out with someone like me.

Let's wait and see...

That's crazy...

We had dinner at my place. We, means, Simona, Flavio and I. Simona
told us that she is in love with both of us but she doesn't know which
one of the two she would prefer and living with both of us is
completely out of question. I would not accept it either, while Flavio
came up with exactly the opposite proposal: "why don't we go to live
together and let Simona decide which one of the two is best?" I never
thought I had to compete with this useless piece of shit... We agreed
that we will all move at Flavio's place and by Xmas Simona will decide
which one of the two will be the man of her life... I find it absurd..
What is this a lottery? But just to see her everyday I accepted. I am
moving in today, till Xmas and if by Xmas she has not decided she will
take a bit more time, till new year and so on... The asshole seemed
happy about it and I am not really sure he is in love with her. I feel
more that he ha started a competition against me. However it will end
up, he is finished! Ok, let's start this other game now!

Misero me...

I am not getting lazy, I just do not feel like writing anything going on these days because I feel I am going nuts. I am lost in love. This girl is taking away from me and confidence I had. I feel undesirable, even ugly. she just seems not to be attracted by me. Last week I asked her to move with me and her answer was "why  should |?". I thought that it was clear why but she asked again the same question and my answer was as straight as it could be "Because I love you". "And you think that people go to live together because one of the two is in love?". I felt so humiliated by her answer. She noticed it and she had a moment of piety towards me that made me feel even worse "Sorry, I should not have said that", she said. I just turned my back to her as if I was looking for the waiter to pay the coffees we took but he was not around. She stood up and placed her right hand on my left shoulder pushing me down as to say "sit down, we are not finished here" and so it was.

"How did you enjoy with Anneka?" her question. Followed immediately by another one "did you see her while in London?". I answered positively to both questions but not without clarifying that sex was not something I was after "I had plenty of it all my life and I feel that there is more to relationships than sex". "But it is nice when there is sexual compatibility between two people" she said. I answered nodding and before I could say what I thought she had taken my line "Of course we do not know if we are compatible and to know that we need to try and bla bla bla bla" I nodded looking down the floor realising how much crap can hide under the tables after a day of people eating, drinking, talking, arguing, courting in an anonymous bar in Central Rome. The guys next table seemed to get along in a much better way. She was a young foreign girl, from the accent sounded Brazilian, while him a man in his 50's with at least one marriage passed and a rebel daughter calling him every 2 minutes asking him for money.  The girl was all attentions for him while the father was wondering what he could have done wrongly to deserve such daughter. I was going to give him a few options but, I guess, I was in a better situation then he was "So, you still haven't told me why I should move in with you, except for the fact that you love me?" Because I wanted her to be my wife but if I had told her that I would have scared her. Probably not. I am not sure. "Would you be able to love me even if I didn't love you?" her immediate question. "Yes" my immediate answer "I am sure you would fall in love with me". "How can you be so sure? so far you have shown me the worst side of you. You treat women like objects, girlfriends like old furniture, the sort of bulky one that is due to make space for something new at any time, you need constantly sex, you do not know what friends are when it comes to sex, you like controlling people lives and make sure that everything revolves and evolves around your personality for which you have an incredible cult. You would be the perfect Mr. Beckham, actually I see you more like Victoria, to be honest". "I was like that, now I am changing" I said with very little voice left. "I am not sure to love you" she said "but I do not feel like starting a story with you. I have been burned before and they were people more reliable than you". she claimed to need her space but when I told her that she was staying at Flavio's place she seemed rather annoyed "Who told you that Flavio bothers me or take my space away? I am sure that living with you would mean seeing you constantly around me, calling me costantly, asking questions about likes and dislikes but more than anything else, it will be like living with Anneka: I should listen to your adventures, how good you are into everything you do, all your past love stories and girls you made suffer" I guess that she was right but I was ready to change. "Last thing I want is to see you change because of me and if things turn bad you will hate me and I do not want to be hated anymore. I had enough shit in my life and I cannot cope with some more. I am stabilising my life these days and my job is going well. Romano is back to be a dear friend and I do not want anything that can hurt me". "Are you in Love with Flavio?" my question. I was afraid of hearing a yes but it was done. "do you think I would be such a bastard to tell you that I am in love with him if I am? Knowing how irascible you can get and that by the time I will have said the 3 letter Y-word you would be on your way to his place threatening him?" I started looking again on the floor and at the couple sitting by us and I realised that now it was their urn enjoying the show. "You love him" I said. "Let me be honest. It's none of your business" she replied. I cannot believe that she is in love with someone like him, but I could not say it. I would have burnt all my chances to get here and I really wanted her. "Ok, I guess that you demolished my last 2 grams of self esteem and it's time to leave". Took the bill and I have not spoken to her since. I am not sure I will talk to her again. I have ignore Flavio completely. I don't think I will talk to him for a while.

hello everyone

Since Sonya has taken her own life I have tried to understand why I
felt so guilty. I have been wondering if "ways" can lead someone to
death more than "reasons". Did Sonya kill herself because I left her
or because of the way I treated her. I do not feel guilty about
leaving her. I didn't love her anymore and I still feel like this,
after her death. This is the last time I talk about Sonya. Life must
go on and I am in love and I want to marry Simona. I told her that I
am serious about us and that I want her to think about it. She is
staying at Flavio's place and I really don't understand what goes on
between them. I think they are just friends and they talk because I
cannot possibly see the two of them being together.

This week I will ask, for the last time, Simona to come to live with
me. Forget London and selling or renting my apartment. I will find a
job, I will open a new gym for her and we will live happily
thereafter...

Love you Simona!

Hello everyone

I have been away from this blog for 20 days. It has not been for
grieving but because I have been feeling like shit and been living by
myself with very little contact with the outside world.
I have understood, though, that I love Simona and I want to live with
her and marry her. I will tell you more later. It was just to say Hi
and to let you know that I am still around. hugs!

Why did you do that?

Sonya... Why did you do that? Was I rally worth your life? I feel like
shit! I feel you did it for me but I should have I behaved? I was not
the only interest in your life. You had the people you helped loving
you and you loved them. Have you thought that now they will miss you?
You have been as selfish as I am! How about your poor father? How
could you leave him alone after you were the only daughter that was
keeping him alive and give him a reason to live.

Sonya, Sonya... Why did you do that? Why?

I remember everything happened between us: the nice and the bad times.
What could I do if I didn't love you anymore? Why do I feel so guilty
but at the same time I am looking for the world to forgive me and
blame myself for your act.

My poor baby, my poor girl...

I am devastated! I am sorry if I treated you badly last week but,
Sonya, you knew it was over and I could not bear anymore your
presence: pestering me, stalking me... Anneka called me today and told
me that you contacted her to ask about me and Simona... How the hell
you possibly knew Anneka? I will never know what she told you but for
sure was not something nice. I will get the Swedish bitch and she will
fucking tell me what she told you about me...

I am no saint but not for this you had to kill yourself and make me
feel so guilty...

My poor girl...

Forgive me! I am so sorry! Sorry!

Why did you do that?

Sonya... Why did you do that? Was I rally worth your life? I feel like
shit! I feel you did it for me but I should have I behaved? I was not
the only interest in your life. You had the people you helped loving
you and you loved them. Have you thought that now they will miss you?
You have been as selfish as I am! How about your poor father? How
could you leave him alone after you were the only daughter that was
keeping him alive and give him a reason to live.

Sonya, Sonya... Why did you do that? Why?

I remember everything happened between us: the nice and the bad times.
What could I do if I didn't love you anymore? Why do I feel so guilty
but at the same time I am looking for the world to forgive me and
blame myself for your act.

My poor baby, my poor girl...

I am devastated! I am sorry if I treated you badly last week but,
Sonya, you knew it was over and I could not bear anymore your
presence: pestering me, stalking me... Anneka called me today and told
me that you contacted her to ask about me and Simona... How the hell
you possibly knew Anneka? I will never know what she told you but for
sure was not something nice. I will get the Swedish bitch and she will
fucking tell me what she told you about me...

I am no saint but not for this you had to kill yourself and make me
feel so guilty...

My poor girl...

Forgive me! I am so sorry! Sorry!

Simona!!!

I love you!!!

I went out with Simona to a Japanese restaurant and despite the small
accident that occurred when Sonya saw me with Simona, it was a perfect
lunch. This happened during the weekend. When Sonya showed her jealous
face, Simona told her, clearly that she was my girlfriend and she had
no intention in letting go of me.

I am so happy, even if this means that I will have to change my plans
again: Simona doesn't want to move to London.

I have to think again what to do about the apartment in Rome and so on.

I thought that Flavio was a friend. I met him after long time and he
seems to hate me. He told me that he is in love with Simona too and
that he thinks that it's more than a fling. I must talk to Simona
because I cannot believe it but, I am sure, that he will not have any
luck in his quest...

Laterzzzzz!

Back to Rome

I was back yesterday morning but I had a busy day. I met Simona. I
think I really am in love with her. I don't know what to do, I want
her! I was really nice to her yesterday and I tried to explain to her
that what had happened between Anneka and I was a mistake. She didn't
seem to be bothered or give half a shit about her and told me that she
doesn't like her for a a few reasons that I didn't even listened to,
to be honest.

We spend lunch and dinner together and this weekend I am inviting her
to a beautiful restaurant and I will ask her if she wants to try to
build something together. This might mean that I haev to stop my
ambitions of moving to England but, I realise that she is really
important to me. I love her.

I have some tenants for my apartment in Rome, at last. But if I decide
to stay with Simona we might look for something else.. Am I running
too much? Perhaps... I don't know... I just want her to be mine.

Once again Simona mentioned Flavio and I am getting a bit jealous of
this guy. He seems to be after her and she doesn't say anything bad
about him... Anyway, I am much better looking anyway...

Off I go now... I will pass to say hello to Romano eh eh eh so I can
see her working. kisses!!

Let's recap

Let me go by point because I am not sure I can make everything fit
together.

1. London - I am having good time over here and I might get a pub on
the Southern Coast of England. I have seen that franchises are pretty
cheap, so it could be a solution
2. Rome - The apartment is still up for sale but, I guess, it's too
expensive in this current market conditions so I might rent it out and
make a steady revenue out of it that added to the pub ones would allow
me a decent life and some nice holidays. I could easily get 4000 euro
a month from the rent.
3. Flavio - He tried to contact me but it seems like we keep missing
each other. He sent me a strange email yesterday mentioning Sonya and
Simona. I have to read it again as it sounded like the poor guy was
not having good time and he is a friend, I must keep in touch with
him. I will do it tomorrow, or today, whatever
4. Sonya - No sign of her and I will not call her either. It's over
5. Simona - I miss her... I really do, funny that I miss someone I
never even exchanged a kiss with. But I do miss her lots
6. Anneka - She is being a bit too pushy and she is thinking to move
to the UK next year: "This could be an occasion to have fun together."
Do I really want to have fun together? Not really
7. Ukrainian mob - They were here and it was superb but I have to stop
with that as they are clearly after my money or conceive a child. they
don't know that I did the snap job many years ago, and I will not tell
them either.
8. Father - He keeps sending me emails to know what I am going to do
with the rest of my life. I replied that he can be sure that I will
never run any of his companies and that I can put in writing that I
give up my part of inheritance. Let's see if he leaves me alone once
and for all.

Generally talking life is good and I am working towards things I like
rather than work to make my father happy.

Time to go to sleep. 3:25 AM here. bye bye guys!

London again

Hi guys,

sorry I have been away for a few days but over here is very hectic.
Plenty of fun, sex and more. enjoying every moment of my new found
life. I found an apartment here in London and I might take it even if
I will have to be careful with money as my place in Italy has not been
sold yet and I still have no idea about my future steps to make a
living and stay here. I cannot be fucking around as profession... Or
could I? eh eh eh...

Anneka seems to be getting a bit too close to me. I tried to put her
off telling her that I am screwing a few girls but she seemed not to
care about and asked me if she could join as she would love to try to
have her pussy licked by a girl or two and do the same!

she told me that Simona has gone strange on her and that she thinks
that she is jealous of us. I don't think so to be honest and sometimes
I read some vein of envy or rivalry towards Simona when she talks
about her. Perhaps I am wrong but I am sure she thinks that there is
or there has been something between us. I wish!
Flavio.. no news. Strange guy!

Now I go to sleep guys, I just came back home from a sex party and I
need to sleep and put some ice on the manhood... kisses!

No news from Zeus...

The apartment seems to be hard to sell. The prices are going down and
buyers are looking for bargains. I might rent it out and pay the rent
in London with the money I will get from Italy.

Life is pretty slow these days. I spoke to Simona and Flavio today
while I met Anneka and had the usual sex encounter. She is a goddess...

Simona is in Naples and should be back sometimes soon while Flavio
seems rather sour and I am not sure I should keep contacting him.

Weather is sort of crap, changes constantly and it is hard to plan.

I am enjoying though, not working and I will fly to London on Sunday
and stay there for a week or so. Not sure why, but I rather go there
than stay in Italy.

I might have some visitors in London from South of France ;) eh eh eh...

Time to go to bed, tonight I had a great dinner and I feel satisfied
but I am so damn tired now... Anneka dries me out!

Bye everyone!

I hate this country

if you follow the Italian politics you will know how fucked up this
country and his people are. I decided that I must go away from here.

I will sell my place and move to England.

I have been spending a lot of time trying to get rid of the
"masterpieces" I got around the loft. I spoke to Romano's mother and
she is willing to buy some of them back but for some I will have to
wait for them to be sold before I get paid.

Sonya heard about that and she came here thinking that I got another
woman in England...

Greek tragedy! I felt so bad seeing her crying like a kid. She really
loves me, I wish I loved her, but I don't...

I got rid of the car, this week. That was really heart breaking but I
got a good sum, so I cannot complain.

New life! Completely new!

I have met Simona, just by chance in the street and we just exchanged
a quick hello...

I still fancy her but now I got to go! She missed her chance, even if
I am challenged by Flavio to try with her :)

Who cares!

bye folks!

back to Italy? No way!

I am looking for an apartment for rent in London. I am pretty keen in
staying here. Renting out my apartment in Rome would provide me with
enough money to rent over here. I might even decide to sell in Rome
and rent here. Work wise it should not be a problem to start doing
something. I am seriously thinking not to go back to Italy. Anneka has
left yesterday and she will go to Rome next week after a stopover in
Sweden. I have spoken to Flavio that sounds very distant and cold. I
am sure he is in love with Simona. I told him that I do not care
anymore about her but, I think, I should not let the thing go just to
compete with him...

Anyway, 10:37 and just woken up. Need to go and get some breakfast
before 11. I doubt I will manage! I will go to have some cheese and
salami to a French place close to South Kensington Station. Take care
folks! Nice weekend!

disappointing

I met Simona the day before yesterday and she refused my proposal to
run and manage my gym. She said that after having experienced being in
debt with Romano the last thing she would like to do is to feel
obliged towards me.

She told me that Flavio offered her to stay at his place and she
thinks that he is after her. So, I understood correctly last time.

So, three men, all after this girl... Romano, me and Flavio and her
choice is... Stay alone!

I told her about Anneka and she told me that she knew that we slept
together and she couldn't care less because I am not her boyfriend and
Anneka is not her mother or daughter.

After that lovely evening with this sour bitch, I called Anneka and
now I am in London in Chelsea shagging her brain out! We met yesterday
at the airport and we had a starter at Heathrow Terminal 5 toilets.
She is hot! she was soaking wet! In the taxi she gave me a blow job
and the Pakistani driver had a smirk on his face that was as big as
mine. When we arrived to the place she is staying she couldn't wait
anymore to be impaled. She loves a dick up her ass... She is really
hot! She is proposing a threesome for tonight... Looking forward to
that. She was speaking Swedish with a girlfriend of hers... Fantastic!

How nice to be away from Italy! I just love it!

Weekend... how nice!

Let's recap a bit...

After a great holiday in the South of France I am back to Italy and
decided to quit my boring job. My father decided to retaliate and is
taking away from me a few privileges. I got, however, a decent amount
of money that would allow me to do something that my father will not
approve but that will help me to feel more realised and more at ease
with myself.

The two ideas are either a gym, another one, but only for women and
preferably rich ones or move to Central America (Panama) or Brazil and
start some business down there in the hospitality field.

I am done with banks and clerical work. i will not inherit my father
empire but I will have a life I like more.

Simona. She left Romano's flat and now moved in with a guy. She
sounded pretty happy about it and I wonder if there has ever been
anything between her and Romano because even him sounds a bit cold
towards me. i will meet her tonight and I will propose her my idea. I
am sure that she would be able to give me a clearer view of the pros
and cons of this business.

I met Flavio last night and he sounded lukewarm about my ideas,
including the gym one. I think he envies me a lot. He gave me such a
cold shoulder when I told him that I was going to hire Simona and ask
her to run the show. He made up a story telling me that he doesn't
think that Simona is the right girl for me and that I am not the right
man for her. He implied that she looks a bit too odd and hides
something to the world. I got really annoyed about that because I feel
that Flavio likes her too. I mentioned something about him asking her
to go to live with him or something like that but then he just changed
topic when I pretended I didn't understand. If it was not Flavio I
would say that my best friend is in competition with me for the same
girl, but I know that even if this is the case, Flavio will never be
able to attract a girl like that.

So, I wonder what will happen tonight, with Simona...

Anneka, she wrote me a mail, a rather long one, telling me that she
would like to have me as fuck buddy and, possibly, go swinging
together around Italy and overseas. i didn't reply to her but the
pictures she sent me of her licking a Swedish blonde pussy while being
fucked by a black stallion made me so fucking horny that I had to
wank, first time in years. She is such a bitch... A hot one! Another
picture was with her taken from the back with the same black cock in
her ass. the pictures was taken from underneath and I could see her
clitoris swollen and her juices dripping down the legs while in front
of her there was a girl standing and, I assume, she was licking her
pussy. Wow! I tell you guys, she was really hot!

She invited me to London this week as she is going there on a business
trip before coming back to Rome on Friday. I see how it goes with
Simona tonight and then decide whether go or not.

i didn't even mention this to Flavio as he is now a possible danger
and if hte story between me and Anneka alights I might have problems
with Simona.

The Ukrainian bunch is in touch and they want to come to visit me in
Rome with another friends of theirs that is interested in adult fun.
they might come here the week after next for a long weekend. I told
Marcel that he is welcome to join us and he said that, most probably,
he will drive down with them if his father gives him some time off. it
should not be a problem as his father is more addicted to the pussy
than me. Actually, I remember my father and mother talking while we
were in France on holidays more than 20 years ago about him and his
wife. she was a stunning Persian lady that moved away from Iran when
the revolution happened. She came to Europe with an uncle and an aunt
as her parents didn't manage to get out of the country. Once in
Europe, she was in her 30s and single, her uncle decided to give her
in wife to a rich Persian man in exile. |t came out that this guy was
a spy for the current regime in Iran and he tried to take her back to
Iran against her will promising everything you can possibly think of.
The man blackmailed her over some personal pictures of her with
another man she used to shag with, Marcel father, because this man was
not able to get it up having sex but just watching.

Marcel father (I keep saying Marcel's father because I cannot remember
the name in this moment) managed to report the guy to the police and
this was deported from Strasbourg where they used to live before and
the marriage was void due to the fact that it was never consumed. They
moved together to the South of France and they started the restaurant
business they still run.

I do not know the details but, I have to say, that when I was a kid I
used to masturbate a lot thinking of Marcel's mother looking very much
like Catherine Zeta Jones.

Wow! I wrote a lot today, I leave you in peace now guys!

Take Care!

I resigned...

My father called me telling me what an ass I am and went on and on about the fact that he spoiled me too much. He is right, I told him, but I told him as well, that I am the way I am because I have never done what I really wanted but anything he wanted me to do. I will meet him sometimes this week but he said that this is the last time he helped me getting a job ad that now I am alone. First thing I did, I called my bank and opened a new bank account moving most of the money out of the old one. My father is a good friend of the man in charge there and, in spite of the banking secret, he knows everything I do. Next step is selling my car and sell my apartment but not before getting rid of all the contents.

I am changing. I want to change my life radically. I will see Simona these days and check if she wants to start this gym with me. I am sure she will say no but I will find a way to arouse her.

Now I got to go. Ciao guys!