Part 022 · ~2 min read

What a bronze face!

This morning, I had two friends attending my classes. The younger one, at least looks so, Flavio, seems to be a good guy and very respectful, but the other one, Mario, is so full of himself, hence of shit that you cannot even imagine! He invited me for a drink. I told him that I had no intention of sharing a drink or a meal with him, but he rebuffed with an “I am not asking you to share a drink or a meal with me. I am asking you to have one of your own. I wouldn’t drink from your glass or eat from your plate either”. I nearly burst into laughter, but I controlled myself and turned my giggles into a nervous cough. If I were straight, I could have liked him physically, but all I could do with him was put him in a column and admire him as art. Anyway, I managed to resist his attacks. But I am sure he will try again.

I had a lovely lunch of raw fish at a local Japanese Sushi bar. It’s so hot in Rome—nearly 40 degrees today.

Luigi, thank you for your message. It is not easy to survive violence, but one can. Some think that my attraction towards females is due to the rape. I believe that my gaiety has nothing to do with it because if I were meant to be straight, I don’t think I would have opted for having sex with women just as revenge towards men. I have always been attracted to women and men with a strong feminine side if you know what I mean. I had the chance to look a bit at your blog, I read that you have been in China, I will read your blog, I find that place fascinating even if I cannot stand their politics that ignore worker, human and animal rights. But I am sure China is much more than that.

I got to take a break. Take care, Luigi, and take care, readers!

Big, big hugs!