Eravamo giovani, molto giovani... Fumare era una trasgressione volgare e pericolosa. Fu la nostra affinita’ a farci capire quanto il “gruppetto dei sette” (come ci chiamavano) poteva funzionare sul serio.
18 anni e l’irrefrenabile voglia di esperienza, di spaccare il mondo, di far vedere alla gente i nostri potenziali. Tutto ci stava stretto e ogni occasione era buona per dire “che merda!”. Che palle, andare a scuola... Che palle costruirsi un futuro... Che palle tornare a casa!
Ricordo lo sguardo di mio padre, ancora in divisa, appena tornato da un duro giorno di lavoro:
- Vedete di non fare troppe stupidaggini, non ho voglia di vedervi in ufficio da me... e se dovesse capitare... guai a voi! E a te, poi, ci penso io...
In effetti rideva, mentre lo diceva, ma io so quanto ci tenesse his honor and at times I was cheating on him. The small and irreverent Jinny. So 'do not call me and ask me why' ...
One evening, as often happened, we went with the scooter in the park. It was forbidden ... and then we look like 'more' natural break that rule, not caring about the authorities' and respect. Somebody take 'a bottle of wine, another cigarette. These were the ideals our evenings, where we felt the friendship flows in the blood ... Of them 'little guys joined us. They took the grass ... After vacuum
's good for joints constructed at best, chaos begin 'to reign in the minds of everyone ... The hilarity 'was at home throughout the evening, and the motto "Peace and Love" is the most 'popular ..
Me and a boy, D, we approached quietly and we come together in a kiss, come to think now, was worthy of the most 'inexperienced, considering our level of mindfulness ...
The next day I woke up with a headache, my parents had left the house and I left ... D phoned and invited him to me. After a beer stolen from my father 'made love ... Although, right now, I am aware of the cynicism with which consumed our moment of glory. It was mechanical, but, for me, incredibly beautiful ...
The next day he would leave for a distant country and the desperation we took all night ... We parted with a hug and an oath of eternal love. For that 'just when I get' in his new home. Other loves and other experiences.
14 years later we found ourselves in an attempt to rally our peers. Someone had managed to track him down ... I had a strange effect so it 'changed. From boy to man and pale skeletal powerful, strong and light. A real leap in quality '.
The night of the dinner was a real find and identify. I struggled to remember not to be painted as part of our heart. Sorrows and joys were afloat on the mouths of children become adults rebel with a great desire in life. It was incredible to see changes in my friends feel that some of them had already ' family, to understand which path they chose ... and capacitance to be now out of their lives.
D and I talked a lot, we can also dig up that day as if nothing had happened, what had been confiding automatic and meticulous ...
- After all is not 'been so' evil become adults. Unlike then I realized that the passion and 'one of the main ingredients ...
The evening ends' and they're back home. With many we exchanged mobile numbers (which is usually 'hard to be used).
The next day I received an SMS:
"stroll in the park?" - D struck.
"Ok, but this time without motors. "
I waited at the gate, with a proud smile, as if to say" look what I became . I took him by the arm and we walked. Strangely, the park was semi-desert. I never thought he had forgotten all those details of our adolescent life! He remembered everything! I tell myself 'when I pretended to reach a dysentery in their field. Appeal lacked the "cult" more 'a few admirers ... We pecked away. What cazziatone! And I had forgotten!
The desire was to tell us a lot ... and more 'I looked at the man, more' I could not imagine that day in mio letto. Trasformato non solo nell’aspetto, ma anche nel carattere... Maturo e intelligente... Anche se sempre un cazzone! Quello non l’aveva ancora modificato.
Ci sedemmo su di una panchina, mentre il sole cuoceva le foglie degli alberi, intenti a farci ombra. Una storia tiro’ l’altra e D comincio’ a complimentarsi per il mio sviluppo mentale... e fisico. D’improvviso scatto’ a entrambi la voglia di riprovarci, di riscattarci da una performance deludente, consumata 14 anni prima in un letto proibito e frettoloso. Le nostre labbra si fusero nel bacio piu’ esperto e passionale, cancellando l’ultimo, dato appena prima della sua partenza: imbranato e sostanziale. La panchina odoro’ di peccato. I nostri sguardi, anche se rilassati, erano pronti a scorgere ogni minimo movimento e le nostre orecchie qualsiasi flebile rumore. I bottoni dei suoi jeans scivolarono fuori dalle loro asole con un mio semplice gesto delle dita... I pantaloni furono abbassati “quanto basta”, pronti a ogni evenienza. Le mie carezze gli aumentarono il respiro, il desiderio... e la voglia di trasgredire. Il mio corpo comincio’ a reclamare la sua parte, cosi’ la gonna che portavo si alzo’ in maniera tale da permettermi di salire davanti a lui, sospesa tra i suoi fianchi e quasi incredula per questo focoso attimo di passione. Lo esortai nel non perdere tutta l’attenzione, in fondo, se ci avessero trovati, non e’ che la mia posizione lavorativa would continue to shine for long. This was even more 'exciting and eat our panting in no time, failing to hold a summit incalculable, sweeping and presumptuous ... The arrival
ransom '... and came as a gratifying moment of sensuality ', where loss of control and keep it at the same time we create' an unimaginable mix and understanding, after the disastrous experience of a decade ago ....
of them 'to just share' again ... This time with a tasty and passionate kiss ... Sali 'on the train along with memories that resurfaced on a bench any, of an ordinary day, in a place that for years was an accomplice of our desire to change the world.
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