Se siete mai stati sul lago di Garda sicuramente avete visto anche la mia casa: è una villa talmente grande e talmente sfarzosa che la potete vedere da qualunque punto del lago, attira l'occhio come un capezzolo turgido attraverso una t-shirt bagnata. Qui è dove da dieci anni passo le mie estati, assieme ai miei tre sfigatissimi amici: Matteo, detto il cas...
Zoppicando come un idiota ti dirigi verso il portone. Tiri un respiro profondo e ti prepari a rispondere alle domande. Si, hai 35 anni e hai iniziato un nuovo sport. Si, è uno sport di combattimento e ti sei stirato subito la gamba. No, intendi continuare perché non ti piace tirarti indietro davanti ad una sfida. Suoni il campanello due volte. Aspetti pochi...
I felt the sweat dripping of my back as my eyes were searching the bags that appeared on the carousel in the crowded hall. The majority of the other passengers was gone already, like always the airport workers seemed to save my luggage for last. It was my second time in Portugal, I had visited once before in my youth for a football tournament. That had been...
(Outside The Tiber Hideout) John's Horse Laid Dead beneath his Arrow-Ridden Body, but Still He Clung to Life, His Belief in the Creed in the Assassins Brotherhood Unbroken and Unbeaten, He Crawled through the streets, bloodstained Robes and Stab wounds all red and bleeding red. He Finally Collapsed in front of the Tiber Bridge. (Inside the Tiber Hideout) Jo...
It was nice to be with Badger again, I'd been away with my work in Portugal for a month and I really missed him, I really did. What really started as a bit if fun in his allotment shed has developed into something much more stable. I guess I just adore being with him that's all - even though I guess he is just a dirty old man, married at that but, he says he...
Bitten ( A Short Story) First time posting on here please leave comments. lemme kno what u think thanks guys. Intro... "You have one choice here and one chance! Choose wisely." He said with an eerie and scary voice. I was broken everything told me to walk away but if I did I would rip away a piece of my heart and the danger was worth saving that par...
Gentle Reader: If you would kindly recall, I had just completed observing the event of the Chocolate Beauty's defiling by my First Officer, Jorge. While at first he had allowed himself to be trapped by the dusky female, he had later conquered her and controlled his rage, pleasing me. Now moving towards my cabin once again, I vowed nothing would keep me fro...
I met a man from Australia I rambled to my best friend Briana over drinks at our favorite bar, Houlihans a day after I got back. I met him while on my tour of the Netherlands, but I slept with him prior to the tour even starting. My tour was to start Saturday night with a dinner for the whole tour group, but my flight from Chicago to Lisbon, Portugal was de...
Introduction Manipulation is a story in five parts. Each episode is written and will be posted at weekly intervals following a final editing. Please vote and send feedback on the story line, its plausibility, and eroticism. Many thanks., MONDAY Today is the day. I have spent such a long time planning and organising, now, today, finally it starts. I am so...
Again, I thought my ferry revels were ended, with Chapter 7. But, hardly had I begun to prepare for the next advanced English-language course, in Portugal, than I received an email from Sasha (see Chapters 4, 5 and 6), which read,: 'Norma desperate flood gates open can't think sleep work priaprick [sic] hand no use need you need in UK Alex USA can you go wit...