Youth Christmas wishes 27 anni...
Questa la sua eta’, grosso modo. Sinceramente non indagai piu’ much.
I met him at a conference last year. I remember the packed hall of students alert, interested and curious. During that day I realized how beautiful the young wish to be informed of how things really are. It 's not true that society snob;' and 'otherwise.
During the breaks, there were always next to me 6:00 to 7:00 students of the same year. I heard them talking and I could not help but intervene. Very mature, detached from the thought "common" rationally irrational. Inside I noticed ... him. I liked his way of dealing with the "boys" did not know. Friendly and very helpful. You could tell he knew the city well, ' while many others do not and did not hesitate to help anyone.
I approach 'to compliment and ask for a cigarette. And there 'something happened very strange, unusual and overbearing. When I overflow 'hand to get it, I felt a thrill thrilling, I could not distanced from my thoughts. His velvety voice and damn sexy overwhelmed common sense, I had to go and got out to keep that bit of professionalism 'remained. I remember well his look, his gestures, as if that way of being seduced everyone, even the objects. Innate and definitely not wanted (at least not at that moment).
I look 'and smiled, one of those smiles that seem to say "I know what you're thinking" ... In short, among the smart and friendly. A sexy smile ....
During the moments of freedom 'I tried to convince me to forget about it'.
You have many more years' of him ...
Gia '. I do not know if I ever told you, but I prefer the man who overcomes, or at least equalize, my age '. On special occasions I can give a few years younger, but rarely.
The fact that I still feel "naked" only to his presence, I destabilizes' ... a lot.
At the end of the first day all went hastily to a restaurant (or their property) to gobble something quickly, so you can reserve the night in total relax. Io e un altro relatore, fummo invitati da questi studenti (tra le decine e decine i piu’ ligi ed appassionati) in una graziosissima trattoria. Graziosi quadri di un pittore impressionista ornavano le pareti con la stessa armonia che il sole adotta accarezzando le montagne durante il tramonto. Travi a vista e un profumo di larice ne facevano da cornice. I colori caldi delle tovaglie e il camino in funzione donavano quel “tocco di perfezione” che giunge spesso inaspettato.
Uscimmo da quel grazioso teatro d’emozione verso mezzanotte. Tutti ci sentivamo stanchi e svogliati, percio’ optammo per la soluzione migliore: andare tutti a dormire. Presi un taxi e tornai alle mie valigie. Mi fermai davanti all’albergo per gustarmi last cigarette, as I always do before going to sleep, when I saw a second car to get inside .. him.
- Oh, hello! If you had told me we took a taxi for two! Sleep here?
He hurried 'to tell me with a smile worthy of the most' sweet of sweets.
Oh sure I sleep here, fuck ... This, we were missing.
- You ', too, I guess ...
- of course - another smile. As fate would
(as if not more) that our rooms distance, more 'or less, three meters apart. We said good night and went back to our accommodation with a nonchalance almost true. Instinctively I look like the bed ' scomodo, la luce che entrava della finestra troppa, i rumori sottili degli altri “inquilini” invadenti e insopportabili. Passai le successive due ore con un libro in mano e gli occhi fissati sulla stessa pagina. I pensieri non mi davano pace.
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Credetti di sognare e non ci feci caso.
TOC... TOC... TOC. Un rumore cosi’ flebile che se non fossi stata sveglia non avrei di certo udito.
Mi alzai con malavoglia, immaginando la faccia del mio collega dall’altra parte dirmi: ho lasciato il mio portafogli nella tua borsa. Appena in camera, infatti, me n’ero accorta e l’avevo posato sul vassoio, pronto per essere restituito.
- Prendi il tuo borsellino e...
E lui cosa ci fa here?
- What purse? Were you asleep?
- No, er, nothing ... Imagine ... I was reading. Is something wrong?
- I can not sleep, so 'I thought I'd see if we have the same problem. Apparently I guessed ...
- Enter ... We can not continue talking in the hallway.
Well, good. Do also get ... You should tell him that you sleep!
followed a couple of hours of extensive conversation, where the "student" asked additional information about the topics covered during the day. This step ', then, to the youth' of the modern world, where he, with great accuracy, let me explain 'his point of view, mocking idiots programs quali il GF, la Talpa, l’Isola dei Famosi e qualunque cosa ritenesse feccia per la crescita dell’essere umano. Quella interiore, ovviamente. Come in tutte le conversazioni notturne, si fini’ con parlare di se stessi, della propria vita, delle esperienze...
- Io spero che ci siano tante persone della tua eta’ che la pensano al tuo stesso modo. Sarebbe un mondo migliore...
- Il secondo lo prendo come un complimento e ti ringrazio... “persone della tua eta’ ", invece, non mi piace – e risi silenziosamente...
Passo’ il successivo quarto d’ora a scusarsi, illustrandomi cio’ che realmente volesse dire... E terminammo il discorso con una sonora risata.
Ad un tratto si became serious ... We compliment 'to my eyes (not that this is a great rarity') and asked me to get close ... Smell her perfume I am close to my shock, his hand relief 're my ... and my head went away 'on vacation, bringing with it' common sense and professional all the shit that I had set.
Gia '... I ended up sleeping with him. It 's true that the first sensations are often the correct ones. I do not feel 'young, as they say many women. No. I knew that he was more 'old. He had the mentality ', the experience, the know-how of a gentleman of my age'.
was a night full of passion. Unusual, as my preferences in terms of age '. I do not regret a moment of my choice ... and I leaned on him, as he did with me. The
sensuality 'that emanated from every pore, was transformed' into a virility 'rare and satisfying. He had the ability 'to make me feel a woman's innate in every second. He was one of those men who pay attention to every small gesture, give that attention and meticulous during a spontaneous night of passion becomes almost essential.
When I tell this story myself, always smile. Sometimes I wonder as I did, what I have 'crossed my mind. Then I shrug my shoulders and turn a thought, some did not wrong to rely on his considerable sex appeal ....
