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– He was lying on a low, wide couch in Stansted Escorts empty room. Darkness brightened only dim light of candles. He did not know where he came in Stansted Escorts this strange place. From a distance came the sound irritating nerves, oriental music.

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Stansted Escorts – chapter 1

Maybe that’s why not heard steps approaching the girl. He saw her only when she stood in front of him – a slender, dark-haired, wrapped in a piece of shiny material. Staring at the man half-almond-shaped eyes, let his garment to sleep on the floor. He could not take his eyes off her nakedness – in the candlelight looked like a golden statuette. Raising his arms began to dance.Never in my life seen anything like it: her whole body like a tanecznemu rhythm, swaying breasts, belly undulated, serpentine movement to flex the hip. No longer ruling over them grabbed her arm and pushed on the couch. Defended herself, she tried to break free, but she had no intention of releasing her hands. Sam provoked him after this amazing dance! .. Firmly holding her knees. He parted her legs and slid between them. Yet she tried to push him away, but held it with one hand both her hands, while the other clutched round breasts. He kissed it and bite, feeling the touch of his lips, nipples harden. She struggled getting weaker, faster breathing, her eyes were closed, the skin smooth as Chinese silk. Finally feet, which concern as the force holding open themselves they parted wide. He reached his hand between the girl’s thighs, gently touching her labia. They were hot and humid. Now … she crushed her full body weight, the member went into the thicket of hair soft underbelly, in a moment deeper pockets ..Stansted Escorts .Andrew woke up choking hard not yet distinguishing dream from reality. Hell, wet stain on the sheet … The clock showed 4.47.Long after he could not recover. Could it be revealed in this way unmet sexual needs? In this field, but everything was fine, or so he thought. He was an attractive trzydziestolatkiem, earning good engineer in a private company; by his apartment scrolled without prudery dozens of girls. Last mostly frequented Ula here, a colleague from work. Kind-hearted creature – and that shopping done, and it cleaned up. Andrew watched that too with him not firmly established. He did not intend to take on any obligations.He was sober and practical. He did not believe in omens, senniki, horoscopes; what’s more – he despised the people who have seriously treat this nonsense. This time, however, felt helpless; the dream of a dancer persistently returned and could not match him no waking experience.Andrew tried to approach the problem scientifically. Careful questioning but gave little friends. Yes, a colleague confessed that for years bothers him still the same nightmare, war, escape, fear of death. But it is difficult to compare nightmare dreams! Desperate reached for literature. “The forgotten language” Erich Fromm taught him that dreams contain symbols that reflected the subconscious fears and desires. So what symbolized the girl with almond eyes, which first danced naked in the presence of a man, then in front of him defended, and finally wanted him as vigorously as he her? No need to be a psychoanalyst to interpret. He longed for that kind of girl. He needed.Andrew soon found himself on the fact that – getting to know any Stansted Escorts woman – consciously or subconsciously checks whether it is similar to that. He looked on the street, in a crowd of passers-by. Sometimes, especially for far longer he thought that it sees, but it always turned out to be an illusion. It ceased to entertain entertainment-oriented ladies. He parted with Ula even though it failed her hot tears. Well, when I bring them become hopelessly boring! He knew exactly what would be a scenario in which the time Ula do me a massage, lie down waiting for caresses, sits on his hips like.

Stansted Escorts – chapter 2

Tired, pointless search for a person who did not exist. Andrew began taking sleeping pills. I’m after them dreamed, at least not remember.One day the friends invited him to name day. In the crowd of guests Andrew knew almost everybody. Suddenly he saw an unfamiliar girl in a white dress, perhaps a little lost in this company. Dark, shiny hair falling over her shoulders, delicate features, the eyes of the blank almonds, in the face of something exotic – God knows, Greek, Turkish or Arab .. This view has had on him a strange feeling – a feeling deja- vu so strong that for a moment he felt dazed. Could he knew her? Is not she appeared in his dreams? …He had a huge routine to socialize, but this time the conversation Stansted Escorts completely glued. Not only for the fact that Andrew was intimidated. May – that was her name – also did not facilitate its task: silent, questions corresponded perfunctory “yes” or “no” sometimes just smiled faintly.The event clearly coming to an end the visitors already coming out. Andrew realized that if we do not do something, Maja go away and be lost! It did not occur to him. Andrew realized that if we do not do something, Maja go away and be lost! It did not occur to him that this time it’s not a dream, but a real person, a friend of hosts, which surely somewhere live and always will be able to find her. Maya grabbed his hand; Do you allow yourself to invite you for coffee tomorrow? She looked at him closely. The silence lengthened, Andrew could think of was terribly fooled. He may suddenly pulled out a bag and card. – Please call me – she said softly.In his life began a new epoko. Summer cottage on the Narew, green and quiet. Long walks, during which Andrew talked about all the important things for him, and she listened thoughtfully. Gazebo in the garden, watching a play of colors in the Stansted Escorts evening sky, lighting a fire in the fireplace, music. He had the impression that they have understood him like no one that in its silence, rarely throwing in words lies a lot of meanings. Even if she spoke about fish for dinner or for the wrong gate, a shiver ran down his body, when listened to in her husky voice.He could not wait erotic fulfillment, but at the same time he was afraid to spoil anything excessive haste or brutality. Every day before going to sleep imagining this moment: she takes off her dress, dancing .. … criticizes her arms around him .. He secretly hope that she will make the first step. May, however, behaved as always – quiet and peaceful glanced up at him from under long lashes, and her mysterious half-smile could mean everything and nothing.Long hot summer ended, and with it ended leave Andrew. He did not want to wait any longer. Last Saturday of August, having bought flowers and champagne, went home in the Narwią with a firm commitment to play va banque.May greeted him with a smile, dressed in a white dress, which reminded him of their first meeting. Everything was going well until after dinner did not invite her to dance. I never would have expected it: she danced badly, badly, trampling his toes, and every five minutes apologizing. Then they sat on the couch. It may lay in the still as a doll and did not react to obvious in their meaning treatments Andrew. – As soon as you warm up – he whispered.He took her in his arms and carried her up the stairs to the bedroom, showering kisses her face, neck, shoulders. Do not reciprocated kisses. When he undressed, he not helped him, but did not mind; obediently put together in the middle of a big bed. Finally, it was, naked, beautiful, belongs only to him. Is it possible that did not share his feelings? He should now like to call undaunted in her wild passion …He developed a whole set of textbooks Wisłocki caresses and Masterton. He kissed, stroked, sucked, pinched, patted, and even slightly choked. Nothing no reaction. And when the final desperation heading into the final. May she muttered sleepily: – Take the eraser. It’s in the drawer.Time has been broken suddenly and irrevocably.Soon exotic beauty asleep. Her cool, white body, still stretched out on the bed, he associated the with śniętą fish. I quietly got dressed and slipped out of the house. Driving all the way to Warsaw swearing in itself – you old idiot! Incurable idiot! ..It took a few weeks and Andrew returned to Uli. It is what it is, but it is a real woman. Perhaps I should finally stabilize. Sleeps now firmly without any dreams.

 

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