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05/05/11(Thu)22:19 No.14828402>>14828004 Well, as you wilI see for my mistakes, I am a spaniard, from a coas city (Best place for my lady "mojitos" and where I live, being a elegant gentlemen who enjoys traditional games, and living the night, the street party ´s spirit, the pleasures of the warm flesh of an unknown lady and the laughs of good friends, is possible. I enjoyed them so much after I broke with my ex... such a lady. The best person I´ve known, the goodest. And that was the problem... Anyways, with pain on my heart I wandered streets giving myself to the Night, and the Night is here is a cruel mistress, a warm lady in her finest moments and a cold solitude at her worst. So I found a girl, we fall in love, and we made love. Not in that order. Before I could expected, I was in love again.
It went good, for a short time. We had our styles, but we fit together. She even tried my pencil and papers games. She propose to me another games, in wich I could teach her what a more experienced me had learn from another ladies. She had problems to share, but I was a strong one. Almost a year later we almost broke, but we decided to talk more about us, to fight for us. I had some romantic details, and we fixed our problem.
Another year has gone, and two years of relationship its a new thing to her. She didnt see that coming, and now see feels our love as different one, because love isnt always the same, and never its like the first day. I can teach her how to mature understanding this and leaving some experiences behind, as I also miss the pleasures of a young man in the night, but she must grow more mature to stay in a relationship, or fleeing. Maybe she will learn something, but I dont know if that will be good for me or for her next partner. And now I must wait, giving her the time she needs, while I miss her hands at her piano, and at my skin. |