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I've been married for years and anyway, given my bisexual/homosexual nature, I never stopped having extramarital encounters with gays, transvestites and transvestites. I was really going through a difficult time, both in the work area and let's say affective/sexual. I was in the old residential area, on the outskirts of Lugano, in a small anonymous and at the same time quiet restaurant, which I knew well; the owner has been a customer and friend for years; however, a little place where I gladly went in the time between the last customer in the morning and the first in the afternoon, to spend the midday hours in peace. I just finished a pizza the way I like it, gorgonzola and prosciutto with some fresh hot pepper and a fresh grind from the mill of black peppercorns. I finish the last drop of draft beer with a slice of lemon and I'm about to ask for a coffee, when from the door enters a girl of one meter and seventy, brown hair not too long, is dressed in a rather tight, which showed her curves in all its exuberance! I look at the waiter, and with a grimace of appreciation, since the girl turned her back on me, I look for his opinion, he smiles back and gives me a nod of approval with his hand. Immediately I ask him for a coffee, and before I finished the girl asks if she can have one too. Spontaneously, I ask if I can offer it to her; she turns around and thanks me with a smile, I understand now that she is not a native Italian speaker, I stand up and make a sign if she wants to sit at my table. She accepts willingly with a smile, and sits down in front of me. In the meantime the two coffees arrive, and before the waiter leaves I ask for the bill. We make small talk, and I notice that there is something strange in her speech and her tone of voice. She seems slightly chilled and a little down on her voice. I take a good look at her and she looks like a tranny, but I can't really be sure, she's really very feminine, and then, I have to tell the truth she was so feminine, both in appearance and manner, that I wasn't able to tell the classic parts from which you can tell if she's a woman or a man. The usual questions; what's your name, where are you from, what do you do, how come you're in Switzerland, and so on. I look at the time and I realize that it's almost 1:30, I apologize but I say that I really have to go, I have an appointment at 13:45 with a client and I hate being late or making people wait. I say goodbye to everyone and am about to leave, when I feel a hand touching my back, I turn around and see the girl who immediately tells me, with a big smile, that she has to leave too. I move to hold the door for her and let her pass, always smiling she thanks me and with a little joke she asks me if everyone here in Switzerland is so nice. I tell him that usually everyone is, but I certainly border on pure gallantry! It seems to me that she has not understood well, and I pretend not to, I greet her when she asks me in which direction I'm going! I tell her towards the center. At this point she asks me if I can give him a ride because she has to go downtown too! I'm a little ashamed, the inside of my car looks like a chemical laundry burst! I tidy up and make her sit in the front seat, I close the door and after having turned the car around I sit at the wheel. On the way the usual chatter without beginning or end, but just to avoid an embarrassing silence. When we arrive in front of the Gottardo bank she asks me if she can get out, I pull over and after a courtesy greeting she asks me if she could have seen me again, since she didn't know the city and no one; without thinking about it I tell her that when I'm in Lugano I usually go to eat at noon where we had just met. She smiled and told me that for some time she would live in a small two-room apartment just above the restaurant, and she would have gladly invited me to lunch if I wanted! A little unsettled, I gave her my business card and said that she could call me anytime during working hours. I said hello again and headed for my appointment. I must say that even now I was in doubt, but it really seemed like a tranny. After three or four days, I had completely forgotten Ale, that's the name of the girl with brown hair. It's about 8.00 a.m. and I'm in the middle of the column to get into town, it's a bore, luckily it's not every day that I have to go to Lugano. My phone rings, a number I've never seen, boh! I answer formally, immediately a voice that I recognize asks me if I'm Gio, I answer yes and immediately ask if Ale is on the other side. I can see a smile on her face, I can feel that she's happy to hear me. She tells me that she's a bit down in the dumps, she tells me that she doesn't know anyone and she doesn't know the city. It comes naturally to me... and I ask him, since during the morning I only have to make classic courtesy visits without any particular problem, if he doesn't want to come with me! With a shout of joy he accepts and asks me what time I would pick her up. I tell him that I could be there on the street in front of the restaurant in about a half hour. He tells me that she would be waiting for me on the street. In fact it was just like that, when I arrived he was right on the side of the road and as soon as he saw me a super smile was printed on his face. She was really beautiful with breathtaking legs, dressed very sober with a dress / skirt with short sleeves in different shades of green and white embroidered gaiters, shoes with a heel not too high of a verdino to match the dress, on the shoulder a bag verdina and arm a jacket in white cotton mesh. We spent the whole morning visiting my clients and popping into places in the city of Lugano, with particular attention to the places that I thought she should know in order to move independently. The train station, the bus station, the main post office and the one closest to where she lived, the three main department stores for her daily shopping, the closest pharmacy, the bank where she said she had an account, the most convenient kiosk, etc. In a flash it was almost noon, so I told her what she wanted to do and she without even thinking about it asks me if I don't want to go to her place to eat. I would love to but I say I don't have much time. She insists and says she will prepare something quick and delicious! Not to be rude I accept. In fact, after going up to the 2nd floor above the little restaurant, she lets me into a two room Ikea style furnished, very neat and very clean. She makes me sit on the couch and turns on the TV, immediately enters the kitchen and after a minute she comes out with two flutes of prosecco and salted pistachios. She told me that she had prepared herself because she knew that here there is the custom of having an aperitif before lunch and dinner. We make cin-cin and again she leaves me alone. I relax and let myself be entertained by the TV. From time to time she comes out and we have a chat. After a while there is a smell coming from the kitchen that whets my appetite. More or less 15 minutes have passed and she tells me to join her in the kitchen where in the meantime she has set a small table. She tells me to sit wherever I want, and once I am seated she serves me slices of various pies, one with cheese, another with spinach and bacon, and the last one with mixed vegetables. After having served herself, she handed me the bottle of mineral water and told me that, not knowing if I would accept, she had gone to Manor, a super market nearby, and had bought what she could reheat in the oven the next day if she was alone. -Of course it's plentiful - I say out of the blue without thinking. She asks me if I want wine or beer. Damn, I thought it was a little something not a super treatment, and well if I had to choose then I would prefer wine if there was one. She gets up and after opening a closet door she steps to the side and tells me if I don't want to choose, since she just bought like that without knowing what she was buying, but just to have red and white wines in the house. I tell her that with the cakes a white was perfect but not as warm. So she closes the door and opens the refrigerator, a smile is printed on his mouth and on the door of the fridge in the bottle compartment there are three whites and a rosé. He says that he had seen that I worked in the field of wine and did not want to be found unprepared. I take a Verdicchio Castelli di Jesi, I open it with the corkscrew that I almost always keep in my pocket, and I serve first her and then me. We were eating and chatting, we drained almost the whole bottle, when we finished she told me to go to the couch and she would have prepared the coffee. I went to the couch and turned on the television, the wine was already starting to have an effect on me, also because I drank much more than her, but even to her the wine had already had an effect, she was laughing and talking all the time. After about 5 minutes she arrived with a tray full of cups, saucers and spoons, cookies, sugar bowl, milk jug and the mocha of steaming coffee; and I was very relaxed and said she had been really good and I was happy to have accepted the invitation. As soon as she had put the tray on the table of the living room, she turned her gaze, which was almost serious, towards me and blurted out: - Did you like it? Really? With a smile I told her that yes, everything had been perfect. I didn't even have time to figure out how, when I found her lips pressed to mine, and then her soft, warm tongue creeping into my mouth to find mine. As the kiss went on I felt his hand on the back of my neck stroking my hair. At that point I couldn't hold back any longer and I took her in my arms and put her on top of me wrapping her in an embrace. While we were still kissing I began to caress her everywhere, she put her hand between me and her and began to caress me from above my pants my cock that in the meantime had become hard. After another couple of minutes of caressing each other, we both began to moan and groan. All of a sudden she jumped up and stood in front of me, then retracted a few steps and asked me if she really liked me. A little stunned and foggy I told her that I thought she was beautiful, in fact beautiful. Then she said in a low voice that she was a tranny... and that she shouldn't have kissed me, and she didn't want to cheat me, she almost started crying. At this point my doubts vanished and as if I had always known, I told her that anyway, I had already understood it at our first meeting, and for me it would not have changed anything. She stood there without saying anything, I smiled and told him if he didn't want to come into my arms for another kiss. A wonderful smile was plastered on her little face and in no time we were embraced kissing again. A moment later she broke away and said if I didn't have to go to work, I told her there was nothing I couldn't put off until tomorrow. Shortly after I put my hand between her legs and began to massage her, she then spread them wide and began to moan, her moans brought me to a level of incredible excitement. I then slipped my hand under her panties and there I found a nice hard and hot cock that I immediately began to masturbate very gently. I was very excited and now that the wine had really made me in a state of hyper relaxation, I was enjoying her soft lips and especially her hot and always moving tongue. At a certain point, not being able to resist anymore and without thinking about it too much, I let go of her mouth and I bend over his cock, by now very hard, I put it all in my mouth, she immediately emits a gasp/whimper of pleasure; she takes me by the hair and pushes me up and down making me enter and exit his cock from my mouth. I suck it and tease it with my tongue. Now opening my eyes I see that he is spread-legged and jerking his little ass. I stand up and in the blink of an eye I was naked. She in the meantime sat up and took it in my hand, two or three small movements back and forth and then rests her mouth on the tip of my cock. For 2 or 3 minutes I stand in front of her while she continues to give me a rhythmic and gentle blowjob, trying, each time, to get the full length of my cock into her mouth. At a certain point she stops and, a little panting, tells me that now she would have prepared it for me so that I could then receive it; she puts it back in her mouth and in a moment it is dripping with saliva. Then she turns around and kneels down on the couch with her legs apart, resting her elbows on the back, she slowly turns her head and tells me with a smile: - Please make it unforgettable for me and for you!
I take a lot of my saliva and add it to what she has already put on my cock, I approach her and put the tip on her little hole, I must say that I haven't made love for a long time, I don't want to get caught up in the heat, and in order not to hurt her I am going to penetrate her gently. Instead, as soon as she feels my cock on her little hole, she grabs my thighs with her hands and with a big backward tug she thrusts it in one go. She moans and emits a long gasp of pleasure and maybe even pain! I remain motionless for a few moments, then she stands up and leans her back against my chest, then I take her face in my hands and turn it until her lips touch mine, at which point I begin to dance slowly back and forth, very softly. I immediately realize that her little hole is super lubricated and my cock goes in and out without any difficulty. As soon as I start to move faster she leans forward and spreads her buttocks with her hands and panting with pleasure she asks me to make her feel like a woman. She doesn't have time to finish the sentence when I bend over her and start to plunge faster and faster, I really feel like her man, a wonderful feeling. I get up and look at her, I see that she is tanned and has the mark of the swimsuit, on the buttocks is pale white, but where the color of the tan has given her an olive color, her skin is wonderful, the contrast is really impressive, beautiful, and it excited me even more. With my right hand I go in search of her cock, when I take it I realize that it is dripping with seminal fluid to no end, she giggles and smiles at me, she tells me that she couldn't take it anymore, she absolutely had to come, she was too excited, I have to tell the truth, I didn't miss her much, but I didn't want it to end, I wanted that moment to stop forever! Then she stood up again and once again leaned her beautiful back against my chest, with an arm she took me to caress the back of my neck and I had the uncontrollable urge to kiss her, kiss her and kiss her; our tongues intertwined and did not stop looking for each other. I could smell our sweaty bodies that now gave off a single scent in unison, ours, while I kissed her and sucked her saliva she just broke away and told me she was about to reach orgasm, as soon as she finished saying it I felt that I was about to come with her. I took her cock in my hand and immediately filled my hand with cum. Immediately, with no more control I flooded her little ass with cum, she said -yes I feel it hot, inside me, I love you, I want you! Then she took the wrist of my right hand that was dripping with her cum and slowly pushed my hand in front of my mouth, softly she said -Lick, you'll see how good it is! I put my dripping fingers in my mouth, I sucked and licked her cum then she turned around, her cock was still hard, she took me by the hair and lowered me until I had it in my mouth. Immediately she let out a gasp and asked me to suck her off again! We went on for about fifteen minutes, it was really a sweet embrace... true, intentionally sincere... like few others! For several years when she returned to Lugano the first day we spent making love, I think we were in love with each other. For years she has been coming back to Lugano to practice prostitution. I have always helped her with many things, and when she came back we would talk before, I would pick her up at the station and take her home, almost always in that apartment; I never wanted to know who she had contact with to ... let's say organize everything, I wasn't interested and I don't care. We continued to see each other, now every now and then we talk, we see each other... the fervor, the passion has turned into a wonderful and true deep friendship; we don't make love together anymore and I think we never will again, but I have to be honest, she is an extraordinary friend, a sincere companion, she has always given me affection, true friendship and she has never demanded anything...
I've been married for years and anyway, given my bisexual/homosexual nature, I never stopped having extramarital encounters with gays, transvestites and transvestites. I was really going through a difficult time, both in the work area and let's say affective/sexual. I was in the old residential area, on the outskirts of Lugano, in a small anonymous and at the same time quiet restaurant, which I knew well; the owner has been a customer and friend for years; however, a little place where I gladly went in the time between the last customer in the morning and the first in the afternoon, to spend the midday hours in peace. I just finished a pizza the way I like it, gorgonzola and prosciutto with some fresh hot pepper and a fresh grind from the mill of black peppercorns. I finish the last drop of draft beer with a slice of lemon and I'm about to ask for a coffee, when from the door enters a girl of one meter and seventy, brown hair not too long, is dressed in a rather tight, which showed her curves in all its exuberance! I look at the waiter, and with a grimace of appreciation, since the girl turned her back on me, I look for his opinion, he smiles back and gives me a nod of approval with his hand. Immediately I ask him for a coffee, and before I finished the girl asks if she can have one too. Spontaneously, I ask if I can offer it to her; she turns around and thanks me with a smile, I understand now that she is not a native Italian speaker, I stand up and make a sign if she wants to sit at my table. She accepts willingly with a smile, and sits down in front of me. In the meantime the two coffees arrive, and before the waiter leaves I ask for the bill. We make small talk, and I notice that there is something strange in her speech and her tone of voice. She seems slightly chilled and a little down on her voice. I take a good look at her and she looks like a tranny, but I can't really be sure, she's really very feminine, and then, I have to tell the truth she was so feminine, both in appearance and manner, that I wasn't able to tell the classic parts from which you can tell if she's a woman or a man. The usual questions; what's your name, where are you from, what do you do, how come you're in Switzerland, and so on. I look at the time and I realize that it's almost 1:30, I apologize but I say that I really have to go, I have an appointment at 13:45 with a client and I hate being late or making people wait. I say goodbye to everyone and am about to leave, when I feel a hand touching my back, I turn around and see the girl who immediately tells me, with a big smile, that she has to leave too. I move to hold the door for her and let her pass, always smiling she thanks me and with a little joke she asks me if everyone here in Switzerland is so nice. I tell him that usually everyone is, but I certainly border on pure gallantry! It seems to me that she has not understood well, and I pretend not to, I greet her when she asks me in which direction I'm going! I tell her towards the center. At this point she asks me if I can give him a ride because she has to go downtown too! I'm a little ashamed, the inside of my car looks like a chemical laundry burst! I tidy up and make her sit in the front seat, I close the door and after having turned the car around I sit at the wheel. On the way the usual chatter without beginning or end, but just to avoid an embarrassing silence. When we arrive in front of the Gottardo bank she asks me if she can get out, I pull over and after a courtesy greeting she asks me if she could have seen me again, since she didn't know the city and no one; without thinking about it I tell her that when I'm in Lugano I usually go to eat at noon where we had just met. She smiled and told me that for some time she would live in a small two-room apartment just above the restaurant, and she would have gladly invited me to lunch if I wanted! A little unsettled, I gave her my business card and said that she could call me anytime during working hours. I said hello again and headed for my appointment. I must say that even now I was in doubt, but it really seemed like a tranny. After three or four days, I had completely forgotten Ale, that's the name of the girl with brown hair. It's about 8.00 a.m. and I'm in the middle of the column to get into town, it's a bore, luckily it's not every day that I have to go to Lugano. My phone rings, a number I've never seen, boh! I answer formally, immediately a voice that I recognize asks me if I'm Gio, I answer yes and immediately ask if Ale is on the other side. I can see a smile on her face, I can feel that she's happy to hear me. She tells me that she's a bit down in the dumps, she tells me that she doesn't know anyone and she doesn't know the city. It comes naturally to me... and I ask him, since during the morning I only have to make classic courtesy visits without any particular problem, if he doesn't want to come with me! With a shout of joy he accepts and asks me what time I would pick her up. I tell him that I could be there on the street in front of the restaurant in about a half hour. He tells me that she would be waiting for me on the street. In fact it was just like that, when I arrived he was right on the side of the road and as soon as he saw me a super smile was printed on his face. She was really beautiful with breathtaking legs, dressed very sober with a dress / skirt with short sleeves in different shades of green and white embroidered gaiters, shoes with a heel not too high of a verdino to match the dress, on the shoulder a bag verdina and arm a jacket in white cotton mesh. We spent the whole morning visiting my clients and popping into places in the city of Lugano, with particular attention to the places that I thought she should know in order to move independently. The train station, the bus station, the main post office and the one closest to where she lived, the three main department stores for her daily shopping, the closest pharmacy, the bank where she said she had an account, the most convenient kiosk, etc. In a flash it was almost noon, so I told her what she wanted to do and she without even thinking about it asks me if I don't want to go to her place to eat. I would love to but I say I don't have much time. She insists and says she will prepare something quick and delicious! Not to be rude I accept. In fact, after going up to the 2nd floor above the little restaurant, she lets me into a two room Ikea style furnished, very neat and very clean. She makes me sit on the couch and turns on the TV, immediately enters the kitchen and after a minute she comes out with two flutes of prosecco and salted pistachios. She told me that she had prepared herself because she knew that here there is the custom of having an aperitif before lunch and dinner. We make cin-cin and again she leaves me alone. I relax and let myself be entertained by the TV. From time to time she comes out and we have a chat. After a while there is a smell coming from the kitchen that whets my appetite. More or less 15 minutes have passed and she tells me to join her in the kitchen where in the meantime she has set a small table. She tells me to sit wherever I want, and once I am seated she serves me slices of various pies, one with cheese, another with spinach and bacon, and the last one with mixed vegetables. After having served herself, she handed me the bottle of mineral water and told me that, not knowing if I would accept, she had gone to Manor, a super market nearby, and had bought what she could reheat in the oven the next day if she was alone. -Of course it's plentiful - I say out of the blue without thinking. She asks me if I want wine or beer. Damn, I thought it was a little something not a super treatment, and well if I had to choose then I would prefer wine if there was one. She gets up and after opening a closet door she steps to the side and tells me if I don't want to choose, since she just bought like that without knowing what she was buying, but just to have red and white wines in the house. I tell her that with the cakes a white was perfect but not as warm. So she closes the door and opens the refrigerator, a smile is printed on his mouth and on the door of the fridge in the bottle compartment there are three whites and a rosé. He says that he had seen that I worked in the field of wine and did not want to be found unprepared. I take a Verdicchio Castelli di Jesi, I open it with the corkscrew that I almost always keep in my pocket, and I serve first her and then me. We were eating and chatting, we drained almost the whole bottle, when we finished she told me to go to the couch and she would have prepared the coffee. I went to the couch and turned on the television, the wine was already starting to have an effect on me, also because I drank much more than her, but even to her the wine had already had an effect, she was laughing and talking all the time. After about 5 minutes she arrived with a tray full of cups, saucers and spoons, cookies, sugar bowl, milk jug and the mocha of steaming coffee; and I was very relaxed and said she had been really good and I was happy to have accepted the invitation. As soon as she had put the tray on the table of the living room, she turned her gaze, which was almost serious, towards me and blurted out: - Did you like it? Really? With a smile I told her that yes, everything had been perfect. I didn't even have time to figure out how, when I found her lips pressed to mine, and then her soft, warm tongue creeping into my mouth to find mine. As the kiss went on I felt his hand on the back of my neck stroking my hair. At that point I couldn't hold back any longer and I took her in my arms and put her on top of me wrapping her in an embrace. While we were still kissing I began to caress her everywhere, she put her hand between me and her and began to caress me from above my pants my cock that in the meantime had become hard. After another couple of minutes of caressing each other, we both began to moan and groan. All of a sudden she jumped up and stood in front of me, then retracted a few steps and asked me if she really liked me. A little stunned and foggy I told her that I thought she was beautiful, in fact beautiful. Then she said in a low voice that she was a tranny... and that she shouldn't have kissed me, and she didn't want to cheat me, she almost started crying. At this point my doubts vanished and as if I had always known, I told her that anyway, I had already understood it at our first meeting, and for me it would not have changed anything. She stood there without saying anything, I smiled and told him if he didn't want to come into my arms for another kiss. A wonderful smile was plastered on her little face and in no time we were embraced kissing again. A moment later she broke away and said if I didn't have to go to work, I told her there was nothing I couldn't put off until tomorrow. Shortly after I put my hand between her legs and began to massage her, she then spread them wide and began to moan, her moans brought me to a level of incredible excitement. I then slipped my hand under her panties and there I found a nice hard and hot cock that I immediately began to masturbate very gently. I was very excited and now that the wine had really made me in a state of hyper relaxation, I was enjoying her soft lips and especially her hot and always moving tongue. At a certain point, not being able to resist anymore and without thinking about it too much, I let go of her mouth and I bend over his cock, by now very hard, I put it all in my mouth, she immediately emits a gasp/whimper of pleasure; she takes me by the hair and pushes me up and down making me enter and exit his cock from my mouth. I suck it and tease it with my tongue. Now opening my eyes I see that he is spread-legged and jerking his little ass. I stand up and in the blink of an eye I was naked. She in the meantime sat up and took it in my hand, two or three small movements back and forth and then rests her mouth on the tip of my cock. For 2 or 3 minutes I stand in front of her while she continues to give me a rhythmic and gentle blowjob, trying, each time, to get the full length of my cock into her mouth. At a certain point she stops and, a little panting, tells me that now she would have prepared it for me so that I could then receive it; she puts it back in her mouth and in a moment it is dripping with saliva. Then she turns around and kneels down on the couch with her legs apart, resting her elbows on the back, she slowly turns her head and tells me with a smile: - Please make it unforgettable for me and for you!
I take a lot of my saliva and add it to what she has already put on my cock, I approach her and put the tip on her little hole, I must say that I haven't made love for a long time, I don't want to get caught up in the heat, and in order not to hurt her I am going to penetrate her gently. Instead, as soon as she feels my cock on her little hole, she grabs my thighs with her hands and with a big backward tug she thrusts it in one go. She moans and emits a long gasp of pleasure and maybe even pain! I remain motionless for a few moments, then she stands up and leans her back against my chest, then I take her face in my hands and turn it until her lips touch mine, at which point I begin to dance slowly back and forth, very softly. I immediately realize that her little hole is super lubricated and my cock goes in and out without any difficulty. As soon as I start to move faster she leans forward and spreads her buttocks with her hands and panting with pleasure she asks me to make her feel like a woman. She doesn't have time to finish the sentence when I bend over her and start to plunge faster and faster, I really feel like her man, a wonderful feeling. I get up and look at her, I see that she is tanned and has the mark of the swimsuit, on the buttocks is pale white, but where the color of the tan has given her an olive color, her skin is wonderful, the contrast is really impressive, beautiful, and it excited me even more. With my right hand I go in search of her cock, when I take it I realize that it is dripping with seminal fluid to no end, she giggles and smiles at me, she tells me that she couldn't take it anymore, she absolutely had to come, she was too excited, I have to tell the truth, I didn't miss her much, but I didn't want it to end, I wanted that moment to stop forever! Then she stood up again and once again leaned her beautiful back against my chest, with an arm she took me to caress the back of my neck and I had the uncontrollable urge to kiss her, kiss her and kiss her; our tongues intertwined and did not stop looking for each other. I could smell our sweaty bodies that now gave off a single scent in unison, ours, while I kissed her and sucked her saliva she just broke away and told me she was about to reach orgasm, as soon as she finished saying it I felt that I was about to come with her. I took her cock in my hand and immediately filled my hand with cum. Immediately, with no more control I flooded her little ass with cum, she said -yes I feel it hot, inside me, I love you, I want you! Then she took the wrist of my right hand that was dripping with her cum and slowly pushed my hand in front of my mouth, softly she said -Lick, you'll see how good it is! I put my dripping fingers in my mouth, I sucked and licked her cum then she turned around, her cock was still hard, she took me by the hair and lowered me until I had it in my mouth. Immediately she let out a gasp and asked me to suck her off again! We went on for about fifteen minutes, it was really a sweet embrace... true, intentionally sincere... like few others! For several years when she returned to Lugano the first day we spent making love, I think we were in love with each other. For years she has been coming back to Lugano to practice prostitution. I have always helped her with many things, and when she came back we would talk before, I would pick her up at the station and take her home, almost always in that apartment; I never wanted to know who she had contact with to ... let's say organize everything, I wasn't interested and I don't care. We continued to see each other, now every now and then we talk, we see each other... the fervor, the passion has turned into a wonderful and true deep friendship; we don't make love together anymore and I think we never will again, but I have to be honest, she is an extraordinary friend, a sincere companion, she has always given me affection, true friendship and she has never demanded anything...
