And finally after a month I do my Behind! Also this time the PC was giving me problems, that of my sister in the sims 3 and I have not ever decided to format this summer, and after he found that more than a minute pc not stand up to do nothing was decided and did intervene Vinc ^ _-so we can finally resume the adventures of Marica, curious to know what happened? Follow me below the cut that I will tell ...
Dear Diary, last time I left with a question or doubt significantly better for me to choose between the man of dreams and reality! The "reality" I mean Gage, a colleague of my father for which I admit, before I met Eric there really slobbered over, and I do not deny that after my birthday I tried to quit with him to know him better. Obviously I'm not stupid, a dreamer with his head always in the clouds, but luckily no fool: for me it was strange this sudden interest in me and the unexpected kiss, that I hoped had aroused jealousy by Eric. As always daydreaming and I did badly on its own.
Eric continued to do his job, looking at home to disturb as little as possible, especially his grandfather, who did not understand why they still bother him because his niece was dating a man still larger, even Eric.
The first night I went out with Gage led me to eat Falls Pietrose, only two of us and nature. He had arranged everything: the picnic basket, candles, in short, a perfect atmosphere.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I hope it is the man who can make you happy Marica>> said holding my hand.
I smiled at him, or rather utter a single "species" of grimace that associai a strange smile, but I did not know really what to say.
Leaving with him had also sparked the wrath of Emy. She did not own that I preferred to Gage down to Eric.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;sorry but what can I do if Eric does not want me, if I do not know as I do? >>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;but you're saying? >> Ah yes, she does not know that Eric had met already in my dreams, that guy with a name that really existed, and now divide my roof.
course not always went out with Gage, but almost never because of his commitments, but it does not bother me at all. I had time to study and work at the hospital now that I graduated, I was also starting to specialist and then I was dismissed from the study of dads. And I must admit that
the study was becoming increasingly difficult, or maybe I was too distracted by something or someone.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;hey I see you in trouble, need help? >> Eric asked me one evening after dinner he and I were left downstairs. He went without it had time to answer him, his scent was intense and made me blush a little. It was a moment, a small very intense moment. I thanked the yellow light bulb that covered all my feeling. He sat right next to me and read the point I could not understand.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt; ah ... actually here is a bit 'difficilotto. Mom's been years since I did this exam, I remember that I was also rejected at the first call>> smiled to himself looking at the book and thinking of his memories.
instinctively, without thinking too much about I told him seriously \u0026lt;\u0026lt;for you has so much older? >> And he spun around looking at me intensely,
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;No, not at all a problem .... but many things have happened .... >> Said leaving the suspended sentence and returning their gaze on a spot down on the floor,
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;you came from a bad story? >> I asked, curious, finally enjoying one of the few moments that we had to talk, I had so much desire to learn as much as possible about him, I wanted the idea that I was not only the fruit of my dreams. He had a body, a soul waiting to be discovered.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;no bad ... no story. But it is a time that strange things have happened to me and I can not understand .... >> I too I could not fully understand his thoughts.
closed the book and decided to take advantage of that until the last moment "of our own,"
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;then tell me your favorite color? >> So I threw her to evolve a slight laugh, that smile so nice,
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;ummm ... white! Your? >> He also asked him now interested in the game of discovery,
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;red>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;ahh the red color represents the sun, fire, royalty, love, joy, passion, energy, ferocity, sexuality, fire, blood, anger, revenge, etc. etc. etc.>> List all within two seconds without stopping look at me,
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;wow! What do you know .... >> I was left breathless,
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;colors are very important! for example the color of the clothes you wear determine
the state of mood you have, and this allows us to understand some aspects of the person. Even in his dreams at night, the colors are important, and if you remember the colors In the dream, this can be interpreted more easily>> spoke of dreams? Maybe I could .... by asking what kind of dreams does is an innocent question and maybe ... who knows.
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reached the door of my room Eric took my hand, I looked surprised,
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Marica, I wanted to tell you that ... if you need help you can count on to study about me>> and again that my hopes plummeted as a crystal vase, glass and fragile too small to contain my emotions immense.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;thank you very>> answered only. He lingered still holding my hand as if to say more, then gave me good night and saw him enter the room he shares with my brother.
About my brother, we open a parenthesis: I told you right after he told Emy, his girlfriend wanted to go to live, had immediately regretted it. She was becoming increasingly impatient and did nothing but search ads in the newspaper to see the latest information on homes for sale. Fabio felt guilty, did not want to make them suffer Emy, but really it was too early to think about living together just to lengthen the time it was increasingly disregarding Emy because every time I saw that the light in his eyes when he spoke of life that they did together, he felt lousy.
course after two weeks that Fabio was denied, Emy came home, angry as I had ever seen. The fight was inevitable and Fabio had to tell her his fears.
I was witnessing the scene since I was in the living room see the episode of my favorite show. Meanwhile, Eric came back from work and sat down beside me,
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Emy is really angry eh? >> I said,
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;eh ... it was already clear now that unnecessary delay ... forever! >> But I talked to my brother or me? Exasperated by the yelling I turned off the TV and went straight into the garden, I sat by the swing back and forth with his feet, rocked.
After ten minutes I reached unexpectedly Eric and sat on the seat,
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;are kissing>> put me aware of the implications that had happened in the last minute,
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;wants you too well to allow such foolishness divide>> I said,
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;... I Marica. I wanted to ask you something ... it's a bit 'that I wonder>> I waited impatiently for the resumption speech, my feet had stopped hanging around. It was as if the whole world had stopped at that moment .... You was another moment that I wanted to shut myself: those pauses, those words unspoken, the two of us as if we tried to all day long a time to be alone ... to find ourselves in this world ... but as usual I was traveling too fast I and only I still do not know why but I wanted to see ... he has nothing to do with me here!
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Marica treasure! >> I called Gage joining me in the garden cabbage right now. I got up to greet him, and when he pointed me on the lips scostai turned cheek. Eric looked at us and I felt totally embarrassed, \u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'd like you come to know a part of my life, seeing how things are going between us, I think the right time>> he said, quite satisfied, but such things? If we came out barely more than 3 times and then the right time ... have a sense of timing to say the least irritating.
looked at Eric and he stopped me but told \u0026lt;\u0026lt;go go ... continue tomorrow! >> Gage then excitedly took my arm and took me to his house. Now I knew who was the best part or most important person in his life, that's who's took away all that time he could not dedicate myself and maybe I should thank this young creature for making me understand that even before Gage was not the man I wanted at my side ... he had a son, Gage, a beautiful baby!
presented it to me and told me he was starting the divorce proceedings with his wife now was not the most, had tried to woo her with flowers and other (who were here for the flowers that I never received -.-) but she was not willing to return with him and so the weekend he could spend time with your child.
Put your baby to bed he asked me if I wanted to restare lì un altro po’, annuì visto che alla fine la sua compagnia era piacevole, quando però mi ritrovai tra le sue braccia con lui che mi stava cominciando a baciare sul collo,
<< sai Marica non sai quanto ho desiderato averti, stringerti così forte…. Farti mia per la prima volta >> io sbarrai gli occhi e lui continuò << perché è la prima volta giusto? Sei così pura Marica ed è proprio questo che mi fa eccitare sai…. >>
cercavo to get out of that trap retreating slowly, he became increasingly arrogant and out of breath trying to say \u0026lt;\u0026lt;let me, please ... .. >>. Moments of loss, fear, confusion took possession of me and my whole body was shaking. Gage because I was doing this?
The tears of despair began to get out of my eyes \u0026lt;\u0026lt;shhh I will not hurt, I promise it will be great>> and only when his hand touched the wall and I realized that in the trap that he understood that was the end for me ... I took her in his arms getting stronger, I wound it up to me short of breath.
forces began to cascade, to pray that the stop, but instead his hands patrolled my body, stroking his chest through the light fabric of my dress.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I have to go home too late ....>> I said in a whisper, \u0026lt;\u0026lt;now you're great, you can also go back later ... you do not like this? >> And started kissing his chest with vehemence then making its way to the neck to stretch it and get that breast as I continued to struggle and cry.
Suddenly, just when he was about to put his hand under the skirt, it sounds the phone, but I could not take it, and Gage held me even more.
do not know how, but he pressed the green button to accept the call, as usual I forgot to put the CONTROLSLOCK,
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Marica is a tad late, where are you? Your grandfather is beginning to stir ... do not make him angry>> that Eric was talking about Grandfather smiled Mark, but I could not cry ... I cried and whispered \u0026lt;
what happened exactly, but I went out and force a sudden with a knee can tear yourself away and yelling at me was holding the lower parts. With a sudden impulse he reached the door and exit. I ran away, far away from that hell, hoping that the sense of a father would not let a child only to end his miserable work.
I reached the central park, now destroyed and weak and I fell on my knees with my hands covered her face, trembling and weeping bitterly. I never imagined that such a thing could have happened, that my first time I would have remembered forever as a nightmare. But now I was safe. Shooting a time I called home, Eric replied immediately as he was standing there walking back and forth waiting for my news and considering the possibility of coming to look for.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Marica? >> He said at once agitated,
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;it's me ... Eric is the entrance to Central Park West>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'm getting>> cried and I felt again serene.
I sat on a bench and waited even though the wait was only a minute, a car came at full speed scoured the entrance, not died or motor or lights, rushed me anxious to know why because I was crying and upset.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What did he do? >> His eyes with rage when I pressed him,
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;tried ... tried .... >> I just could not pronounce that word, the horror I went through \u0026lt;\u0026lt;did it? he succeeded? >> Churches in despair, I said no and I burst into tears again like a child again as I shook him and stroked my neck, "if you had hurt me ... I do not know what I would do>> the look in your eyes \u0026lt;\u0026lt;why? >> I asked \u0026lt;\u0026lt;Marica're too special to me ... you do not know how! >>
his eyes seemed really sincere and under a starry sky and the moonlight that enveloped contained those words in my heart, in a special place where I had put all his memories from the first moment in which I dreamed ...
\u0026lt;\u0026lt; Now I'm here with you>> continued to whisper ....
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