The Dark Side of Red Lights Part 4

Ditches in you I would not do so much the finicky one. You see, while you waste time to sweep you stupid ragazzine with the tettones, your friend Linda works for you, and for your future.

While he/she was speaking it unsheathed the sorrisetto of whom has in mind something strange and he/she cannot wait say him/it.

My future? And do we feel, would thing have to whether to make miss" Barbie Abbronzata" with my future?

There was an instant of silence. Linda looked in low while you/he/she was moving the feet one on the other with to do vague.

Be', we say that to my friend they have come to the ear some voices. bawls that spoke of you and of your hidden talents.

It stopped speaking trying to create some suspense.

This I had understood him/it. But you should also have understand that by now I choose me my preys, I don't have need of someone that gives me the women and I is not even a public giocattolino to offer to whoever feels like amusing him some.

Apart the fact that you are swept yourself uglier women of her, this time he would not deal only with satiating your endless s.e.xual appet.i.te. There is more something in dance.

You/he/she was playing with me, as it often did. Only that this time I didn't have so much desire to play.

Linda, please, if you have something to say tell me suffers me her and we put an end to this.

And it is all right. You have to know that initially Carla has tried to come from me to have confirmations on certain" bawls" that they turn on your account, and is clear that you/he/she has not known anything from me, you succeed alone now very well in making to speak of you. Have I now, confirmed everything clearly how much, with her there has been always a certain confidence, and did I think pits only pure female curiosity, and however whether to lie to a simple question that would not have caused you any type of problem? In short, I believed that everything would be ended there, even you/he/she would have asked me if I/you had ever been with you and at the most I would have had to tell him a pair of good-looking anecdotes. Be', I was wrong me. Among a turn of words and the other at the end it sets me the prophetic question, or if it were possible that I combined her a meeting with you. Obviously I told her loud and clear that under that point of view you/he/she would not have gotten anything from you, I know your tastes, and then you had also told me him you that you didn't want that I gave yourself me of the girls because it seemed you bleak et cetera et cetera. therefore The put everything in clear and The thoughts you/he/she was ended there. But she kept on insisting, and I kept on refusing, she insisted and I told her of no, that was not possible, that knew better than anyone else perhaps you. At the end however a matter on which I stopped me to reflect a pochino threw out.

There was no anything to do, if Linda wanted to hold you on the thorns she knew very well as to do. Needless to say that had attracted my attention. It seemed me strange that this friend of his had brought me without a valid motive, you/he/she owed for strength to be us something under, and at that time I was anxious to discover him/it.

To do her/it brief, told that if the histories that turned on you were true you/he/she would also have been prepared to also pay to make himself/herself/themselves a beautiful sweep with a stallion of the kind.

I didn't believe in my ears! Those words played again to my ears as an offense.

Linda was selling me as a salmon to the bench of the fish!

To pay? Do you want to say that you have brought here that woman hoping that I accepted to make s.e.x with her for some small? Do I say, have you taken me for a puttana?

Almost I didn't believe that really she was making me a similar proposal, I almost hoped same joking and that the true motive pits another. Obviously it didn't joke.

It doesn't deal with some small, and gives the sum that has offered me I had the obligation to feel first your opinion.

You was of a line done serious, I had the confirmation that was not joking at all, and when the figure told me it also pa.s.sed to me the desire to joke.

The European equivalent of four hundred would have offered me of now, more a possible" bonus" if indeed the voices on me had been true and if you/he/she was had a good time as it hoped.

They were a heap of money, above all for one of my age, always down-and-out and looking for a way to pay him his/her small pastimes.

If I/you had accepted, Linda would have liked the twenty-five percent of the sum, skipping the bonus if this there had been, the job was to sweep me her, if I/you was swept well her to me the bonus you/he/she would have been as the tip left to the waiter and that the master of the restaurant it doesn't touch her/it.

I found her a sensible application, dopotutto without her I would never have known Carla.

I immediately didn't answer her, I owed us to think.

To make s.e.x for money.

Idea rather seemed bleak initially, then however, thinking well of us, I had also done free it with less beautiful women.

Carla was not certain my type, it showed more than the age that had, he/she was seen that it didn't have really a nun's aspect, but at the end it was not badly then.

A daughter of dad annoyed for which money doesn't have value anymore and it would try everything for some shiver in more.

I spent the days thinking only about that, and to what I would have been able to buy with that money.

I alternated moments in which felt me I load and I told me" but yes, I do him/it!" to others in which I told me that I would not be due to go down so in low.

Probably if I/you had paid attention to that vocina that whispered me in the ears of lasciar to lose, I would not be here now in free fall toward the asphalt.

They are now by the way to the fifth floor, I know him/it why I have counted the windows while I was falling.

Only two plain, two or three seconds of reality and already more than halves I have lived my whole existence. The wetware can come to work to of the maddish speeds.

Who knows in these five floors how many other things I will succeed in remembering! However, this is not important. The important thing is that to the end decided. I went home of Linda, I played to the intercom and when she came to not to even open me I greeted her/it, I told only her: I am there. Fix me an appointment with your friend.

Another starts it was of my existence.

Chapter 8.

Once broken the ice, nothing seems so strange, so alien. All oddly becomes easy and family.

After the first meeting with Carla, that went very well by the way, and I also earned me a beautiful bonus, they followed others of it, with younger women, richer.

I had become a gigol.

Certain, I had some limits. If the woman really I didn't like it, I didn't usually accept the job. I invented some excuses on the moment, I said that I did only it when I had despaired need of money, I improvised momentary religious conversions, I suffered strange viral infections to the genital ones.

All cavolates that a lot of times were discovered by my pretenders that him incazzavano as furies, but I didn't sincerely care.

They would never have been able to tell nothing anybody, they were not able certain to let to the friends that I had held her so ugly not to even be made s.e.x with them under payment to understand, and therefore you/they could not make me ugly publicity.

At the most I found me anonymous tickets with some nice sentences on the small mirror of the car": you are an impotent stupid"!.

I did me two laughters and I thought to how much you/he/she would have had to gnaw the liver to that poor men ugly ducklings without the hope to be able to become never some elegant swans.

The voice scattered him in hurry and the" job", even if for me he didn't treat really of that, it didn't miss me.

With the time I also succeeded in making more and more an accurate selection.

I lifted the prices and despite everything the women that I swept me they were more desirable than the beginning. A true piece of figa would not certainly, have paid never for making s.e.x with me or with any other person to the world, but I was satisfied me, the true topolones waited me from other parts.

It spent the time, by now I was to the university. The study, even if you/he/she had never been my priority, it held me a beautiful po' busy and it sucked me more energy of the best of my girlfriends.

I reduced my turn of lovers, by now I saw me with a fixed scopamica and four or five" paganti." There was also then Linda, clear. We sometimes liked to lose the brakes and to sweep as mad person, as if there was not tomorrow a, but didn't often happen.

It was anymore a sort of relax, a to get estranged himself/herself/themselves from the whole rest, but also a bench tries phenomenal whether to experiment what we would have been able to do with our usual partners.

Her and I when we were together we didn't have shames, fears, subjections. What we wanted to do we did him/it, and what we would have liked to do we quietly confessed him/it, then the other one could favor that date imagination or less, without to feel been forced to do him/it or in remorse if instead who was of forehead you/he/she had refused.

It was with her that I had the first experience to three.

I know what all could think: here it is there, the cla.s.sical male pig that has as before and only s.e.xual imagination that to go with two women, even that they are licked hard to story. And instead no, the beautiful thing is that idea was not mine but its.

You always told me to be attracted by the women, or you/he/she were attracted better by the lesbians, but not from those lesbians that it knew, those proper convinced h.o.m.os.e.xuals that go only and exclusively with the women also looking for the companion for the life. No. You was attracted by the film lesbians, those figones to which it likes the club, but they are sometimes granted some delicious juice of it will pa.s.s.

This was his/her idea of relationship with another woman.

You/he/she had known a girl, heteros.e.xual and fiancee, which once, after a pair of bicchierinis of too much you/he/she had confessed her, that if the occasion a beautiful stroll had happened to v.a.g.i.n.alandia you/he/she would have done gladly him.

It would go you to help to make me this occasion to happen her/it? he/she asked me one day after a pecorina worthy of to be brought on the annual ones some s.e.x.

To me the experience with two women had not sincerely picked never as, I preferred to enjoy me one girl at a time that had eyes (and the whole rest) only for me. And then I always said": The gentleman has given only me of a pea, if had wanted that went with more than one woman at a time would have done at least two of it!"

Apart the initial excitement to see two women that him story slinguazzano, at the end I would have been able to possess only however one of it for time, and I would have come in the same identical way therefore I didn't see us something special.

However, the thought is not that was me disgusting, rather!

We combined the meeting. Linda wanted to all the costs that in his/her first lesbian experience there ditches also me, or better, that there pits also a man, because in the case the pa.s.serina is not was not liked her, you/he/she would have been able very well to devote himself/herself/themselves to another type of bird.

We met there to house of Linda, she lived alone from an I annex, therefore from her it was more feasible.

The plan was simple: Linda had asked in loan to Beatrice (this the name of the other girl) a giacchetto of jeans the last evening that you/they were gone out together, then for a motive or for the other you/he/she didn't have the occasion to return him him anymore.

Obviously it was everything one stratagem, because it convinced Beatrice to come even to his/her house to recover himself/herself/themselves the jacket and with the occasion to make four chatters and to drink a pair of drinks.

It had to seem a casual thing, you/he/she could not simply invite her/it to his/her house without motive and then to convince to make her/it s.e.x, you/he/she would be understood that it was an intentional thing, and it was not all right.

He/she invited Beatrice the preceding week, saying her that you/he/she could come to whatever time he/she wanted, so much she would have remained the whole day home to hurry some matters.

Also this factor belonged to the plan. Linda would have been able to justify there very well my presence saying her that he was entirely forgotten to have invited her/it to house really in that day - after all the invitation was before of a few days, and without a precise schedule - and that there would not absolutely have been however any problem, I was its best friend and I would not have of of it certain had to badly if there had been also another person in his/her house that day together with me.

Beatrice arrived toward the six of the afternoon.

Everything was all right, the excuses held up very well, and the girl didn't seem to suspect nothing strange.

Linda was dressed in strategic way: a greater blouse of a pair of ransoms laced only with a b.u.t.ton to the height of the navel hardly covered its beautiful b.r.e.a.s.t.s that, for the occasion, they wandered free without the oppression of a bra. A pair of shorts, white, transparent and very short seeds showed without shame a black loin-cloth that also stuck out from the sides for a line.

The to see her/it in that state was doing me arrapare and not few, and to say that I had seen her naked more times. We now had to see if its attire would also have had the same effect with Beatrice.

We started to drink. Before an appetizer, then a goccetto of here, a gla.s.s of wine of there. In the turn of little time the air did him very relaxed and family. We were there, calm, perhaps some allegrotti, that we spoke of the more and of the less, we made wisecracks, we told us various tales.

It started us few the discourse converging some more verse the s.e.xual one.

I told some tale of mine - would have had to tell for times of it! - Linda also, and pure Beatrice a true surprise revealed him under that point of view.

Tale after tale, bicchierino after bicchierino, the environment he was heating more always.

Linda started to find pretexts to show more and more his/her body, or even to make himself/herself/themselves touch or to touch herself.

These c.o.c.ktails are making me climb an impressive heat! and here that it shifted the shirt showing the a lot of breast more than when he/she was not normally seen already.

Did it speak of referred breast?

I have not referred anything yet you feel as they are beautiful firm my b.r.e.a.s.t.s! and a hand took her and made him palpate.

Did Beatrice shortly mention that from a few days it felt him more tired than the usual one? And here that he/she offered him to make a ma.s.sage to his feet, then to the legs, with movements that always became more of the real caresses.

Be Beatrice was us! Or indeed took everything with naivety or that climate suited her, liked her!

Then the final movement. Linda brought the discourse on the h.o.m.os.e.xual relationships. It started to say to be fascinated by that world, that would have been a pleasure for her feel sooner or later a similar experience however, and Beatrice confessed that she, that he/she however thought would not also have been sorry you/he/she that in the life sooner or later some everything had to be tried.

The discourse went on initially for hypothesis, for suppositions, as soon as however it did more and more him concrete as long as at the end, almost as an idea come on the moment, as if Linda had been run over by an illumination folgorante, you/he/she looked in the eyes Beatrice and you/he/she said: Because we don't remove once and for all from us the sfizio?

But as? Here? Now? it was the answer that gave Beatrice, taken some to the unprovided one and exhibiting himself/herself/itself in an embarra.s.sed giggle.

But yes, that is badly? We want all and two to try, you are a beautiful girl and also I don't believe to be to throw. Even an occasion so not there ricapitera other times. And then excuse, if they are not made so many cavolates now, when the can be done? Do you get married once and with some his/her/their children? I don't believe really!

Be', on this you d reason. Once that his/her children so many things are had it needs to leave to lose her. Your reputation somehow you/he/she could damage them.

Exact! You d perfectly reason, his/her children first of all. Do you know then that I tell you? Will be the atmosphere, the slow time, or will be even guilt of the wine, but I say to now try, now! Then wanting we can also stay when we want. Doesn't he/she force us anybody at all, correct?

I don't know how, but that cow of Linda was succeeding us! Was convincing that girl to make s.e.x with her, and of forehead, if not together, to another man ever seen and known before!

Linda knew us to do with the words, and you/he/she had this charisma that people seemed to force to do what that puttanella wanted.

Beatrice dissuaded for some second the look while Linda that persistently kept on staring at her/it. It made a sorrisetto, as if you/he/she had thought about thing to do and an answer was given then alone. It raised again the eyes and it crossed the look of Linda without saying a word.

It was an epic scene: two women in front of me that without speaking quite a lot things you/they were communicating himself/herself/itself.

Do you know that motto" who keeps silent it consents?" Linda owes to have picked him/it up really to the letter because the you/he/she drew near and time a fraction of according to some centimeter of language you/he/she was already inserting her in mouth.

Chapter 9.