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A sweet love ... Chat - Part Three

How much tenderness made me Anna, it seemed if I tried all the stories her complicated, or perhaps had the misfortune to meet only men assholes ... yes, perhaps the second option! Often we see some more loved and more reciprocate recalcitrance, do not deserve anything these men are destined to be alone because those who "stepped on" those who love them will be alone and serves him well! ... rimuginerà then, but it's too late now. The watched as they seemed to relax, ready to tell me something strong, beautiful woman, always elegant, refined taste in clothing that, while not designer, she seemed to be on a large atelier, how calm, very intelligent, a woman in her field of work is much admired and appreciated by all those around her and beyond. He dives into his work as if to get away from the whole world, and bringing great satisfaction, never stands still, I see it every day, closed in his white coat, is not allowed rest, is always available to everyone and always has a smile or a kind word for his patients. She is so, so long, perhaps because life has given her a little! Caressed my kitten usual I walked him with his stealthy pace, she rose from her chair and came toward me, picked up the kitten and then held her like a child: "Do you know Joy," she said, "what I wanted a son " life had denied this possibility, motherhood, and she poured her love on the children of others, his young patients and rested her cheek on the nose of my cat and he was good good, seemed to understand it was a moment where cuddles were all for him and then did not protest ... But she understood, cuddling my cat Gosling as his thought was there, her Joshua. He continued, "Gioia remember when I said I was wrong? That I would take a few days to recover?" '... of course I remembered, so you liege in his work, I thought that must have felt really bad for absence. "I was not hurt, I had to meet Joshua" looked dazed, she was not all this, this man had captured her heart. He sat at the foot of my bed, I began sitting cross-legged in front of her on my bed, I realized that the beauty of the story was about to begin, he looked at me a hint of a smile: "If you knew as expected, I could not wait to embrace, to tighten it to me and kiss, how sweet, when I saw it I thought it even better, my "Ducittu" ... I call it so, and he know how calling me? 'Dolce sicula.' I could caress, touch, Gioia was a great feeling! was able to come to me, despite the jealousy of his wife he had tried to reach me and it was a trick with me! "He offered me some beautiful roses white, pale pink, soft yellow tones, he knows that I do not like red roses and had chosen me for the good of the most beautiful roses I have ever seen ... or maybe I looked like this, so great was my happiness. She wore a dress of clear fresh linen shirt unbuttoned just on his chest, but not too tall, tanned face, a child smile, dark eyes, beautiful and sweet, romantic look on which you can read her melancholy, what I only know how to read. I always tell him, there in your eyes your whole life. We went to my house to the sea, was not yet high season, and then we could rest easy, we wanted to enjoy what little we had been granted without being disturbed. During the trip that took us in the charming coastal town of Messina, Santa Teresa di Riva, just after Taormina, Joshua told me how he had come up all to spend some together, joked, he every now and then I took her hand and kissed her, and I I said "Keep still, you get distracted! If this continues' we will not get to your destination!" and burst into laughter. The dress I wore was a pretty sea-green, stood out my tan and gave me a lot, Joshua liked it so much, and sometimes I saw him peek too generous in my neck! The apartment overlooks the sea from the balcony you can admire the water's edge and, on days when there is no haze, the tip of Calabria. The sea is calm when it's like a blue veil, just moved from breaths of wind, where small boats rest on how to rock. Admiring the beauty of nature, not far away you could see the Castle of St. Alessio with its cliff overlooking the sea with plenty of caves, visited by scuba divers, where the waves break and seem to caress emphasizing its natural beauty. We watched entranced, I acted as his Cicero when I pressed her to Joshua himself, as if to make me short of breath, and said "this is nice, but you're even more beautiful, Anna." He kissed me on the lips, it was nice to hear them on my own, his hands caressing me voluptuously, kissed me on lips, neck, breasts and I enjoyed the moments. He let his fingers slide between the zipper of my dress, which opened on the back, turned around behind me and started kissing me softly, I felt her lips slide on my back like drops of water, severe chills all over me , felt the hot and humid at the same time, she slipped my dress on the floor at my feet ... was in front of me, my Joshua. The stripped of her clothes, slowly unbuttoned his shirt and my lips and kissed him on his chest, he with his hands on my hips moaning with pleasure, tilt the head back and whispered my name, we enjoyed those moments of passion, we wanted to live them intensely, we both knew that perhaps we would not have to relive them. "Annamaria got out of bed, took a few steps, brought his arms to his chest as if he were crossing them embracing his Joshua, made a half-closed eyes around on itself, her body was there with me but his thoughts were all with him, reliving those moments like this. And he continued, did not stop in to tell me, I dared not interrupt her, and she was his love, there was no one else in those minutes. "Joshua, I emptied of my lingerie, I picked it up and I placed it gently on the bed, lay down on m and I felt, yes! I felt the warmth of his body over me, her lips, I felt inside me ... SIII I felt, was mine, was there with me, caressed him, my hands could feel a thin film of sweat, I felt the smell of her skin, to be enjoyed in all its crazy ... vibrate strongly within me. Our bodies still locked together they turned on themselves and I found myself on him, Joshua was well below me with open arms, and shouted my name "Anna Anna, I love you, you are mine, it's beautiful, yet Gioia my "and I pressed the pace of intercourse, my hands on his chest, I did not stop him I wanted to enjoy everything in me ... then his hands encircled my hips and I began to push more and more, raised his head and gently biting my nipples, collected my breasts in his hands ... God how I miss !"... Anna brought her hands to her face and sank to a weeping discharge, or of sorrow, or maybe they were both, the tears ran down his face, looked like a little girl who had lost his favorite doll and suffered, but that was not for her, no, her tears contained all its sadness and bitterness that was smoldering inside her. I got up from bed, hugged her, she clung to me, he wanted to be comforted, he felt empty, I began to understand that this man 's had made her suffer .....

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A sweet love ... Chat - Part Two

She was there sitting on pink chair, looked like a little girl who told a fable, was immersed in his opinion and I watched every now and then crossed her legs and passed his hand on his thigh as stroking, not crossed my eyes as he was afraid of disagreement or whatever. It was just her and tell her so, all in one breath. In his eyes you could read melancholy, they were able to shine just a little bit when he spoke the name of the man who had invaded his thoughts, Joshua. He called so 'even his cat, a beautiful specimen of striped red white cat that she lovingly cuddled, perhaps too much! And talked and talked to him, as she had fascinated him that he sent her love songs, which did nothing but tell her that he loved her, that was crazy about her ... but she was confident his reluctance, he told me that there 'was something about him that did not let her calm, maybe because there' was who, in chat, always warns to him ... and Anna was wary. "Careful, he's married, is a liar, does not tell you the truth, look at the night comes in with another nick and having fun with others." This said her friend in the chat, but she would not believe her, thinking "maybe he is mistaken for another, there are so many nicknames in a chat, no not him, surely he is mistaken." The virtual knowledge made only by written sentences on a magnetic roll soon became a meeting in camera at a distance: they looked, they talk, their relationship had become a knowledge beyond the virtual. Were given daily and evening appointments now where to spend pleasant hours together: the distance between them, but it was as if you could see and hear every day. They talked, joked, fought ... Joshua was very jealous of his friend to chat, and he lost no opportunity to point out that Anna often joked in a way that he did not like, so its clearly said that this friend did not seem right that just joking with her, even ... in short, could not stand him! But since he says Joshua was impatient with all his friends, he felt like spying and could not stand him, but he did not lose heart to stay a bit with her, also changed the PC, including nickname, not to be recognized or identify IP, an observation system in the region of origin of a connection with which the users of a chat are often identifiable. They spent the days, months, and their relationship though much opposed by jealousies and misunderstandings continued. Eleanor and not only did not fail to put on guard, the suspicion in Anna was becoming more concrete, she had noticed that Joshua often wont to mess with a lady's name who lived not far from him, and these began as a special puzzle to take shape, compact with each other and lend support to the IM chat. But he was so good to allay his doubts, his uncertainties, so that the promise that he would go to see for spend a weekend with her quivering, he wanted to be with her, she wanted to meet her, was not enough as a cam or a simple phone call. Annamaria stretched his arms along the arms of his chair, rested his head on the back of it and closed his eyes taking a deep breath, her fingers clutching the fabric of the arms nervously, her anxiety could be read in the those simple gestures, she whose life had certainly not smile much, jealousy and misunderstanding between both physical and psychological violence, had found perhaps once again to suffer for a man ... but I did not anticipate my thoughts, I wanted to change my mind this time!

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A sweet love ... Chat - Part I

I'm back, I had many commitments and I have neglected my blog, I promise that I will not do that anymore. Here I am with my PC, I would so much to tell, even big news in my life, I plan to write them down slowly. Listening to a beautiful song, "How to Save a Life," and recently I read an article on the internet, but interesting, curious about the world of virtual chat and loves and not ... even love is adapting with the times, looks out over the world of technology, pairs are formed, relationships are born and sometimes even get married, and it all starts with two nicks s' meet on a magnetic roller ... How times change! But if you love it so well, love was born in a chat, nice is not it? You know a very 's has lived a dear friend, Anna, m'assomiglia very character, is a little older age group is included in my own work context but in two different fields, tall, brown hair and eyes that we shared by the same love for classical music and one for cats, in fact she has two. Anna has been unlucky in her married life, his companion was a violent man and often I saw her come crying, do not ask her anything because I knew everything already, I just only to be near her just as you would a friend who suffers, We hope everything in detail. One day he came to my house, it was a little low and it was not for her, it's so sunny, cheerful, always has a joke ready to give a smile, she's so, he learned to be so even though life has not been kind to her. I marveled at her way of being so quiet, thoughtful, and I knew he wanted to tell me something and could not, spur her to do it and she turned the conversation, but I knew that had to be something important ... or rather something that was hurting inside just to tell me. We encourage you by saying "Up Anna, tells you that long now !"... so I knew it was going to "spill the beans," which had come to this. Thus began, as if he were telling a fairy tale, sat on my chair (actually the chair of my beloved cat Miss) and began: "You know I attend a chat ?'"... true and I knew it! Nothing bad, it can also help relax, I began lying beside my bed in front of her, hand on his cheek and nodded . I knew he was going to confide something very dear to her, and lay all my attention ... Top of the story: "One morning I was chatting with friends, when at one point became an original nickname, sweet cute boy, m ' intrigued, and began to tease him, he answered politely, my friend Eleanor contacted me privately and told me "by sfottiamolo a while, Annamaria have fun, get around, affascinalo, do fall in love" and we laughed about these projects, but only so much born to joke, I then put an end to all if it had done serious. My friend Eleanor took care to inform me later that the nice "sweet cute boy" was married with three children, a wealthy and handsome man, she said to meet him as they were in the same region and that amused him schernissimo ... and so we did, when I entered the chat I had fun with him, encouraged him to court, I thought in my head .... "Then you see how bad I am sending you my dear!" Days went by and the relationship with him was made up of passionate words more convincing, for his part was really falling in love but I knew him and the situation I was more genius, that he was married with children, even if I said nothing, take me to get interested in him and I did not like the game more, often saying "you must not love me, you hate me so you walk away from me" ... I made him of all colors, chat in the evening I did joke with a jealous friend, I ditched both chatting in msn, but he did not give up even more relentlessly seemed, was looking for me, revealed to me his love and I always reluctantly dismissed. "I listened to Anna, like a river, often bore the thumb on his lips nervously, biting his fingernail he was intent on telling the time and putting down his head on the back of the chair squinting, as if to take breath to continue to tell me what I knew was no longer a simple trick to chat but it was merged with two worlds, virtual and real life, these two parallel worlds that a simple computer connects. Annamaria occasionally passed his hands through his hair nervously, she was too taken by his story, told me that after they had taken the habit of spending, especially in the evening, long hours on msn, where he talked about his childhood of his own life ... never confessed he was married. She slowly began to be attracted to this man unhappy childhood that he had been all alone and had gained a place in society that counts. He realized through his writings that he was a man with a great desire to love and be loved so much to all who gave only be appreciated but that little had been returned. Its firm decision not to move forward in the relationship with him began to crumble .....