Part 113 · ~2 min read

Stressed!

Long no see…

I had a US friend over here, and she must have had some strange ideas about us… She wanted to have sex with me as soon as she set foot in the apartment. I made it clear that I didn’t want to break our friendship for a bit of hunky punky… Well… she got offended and left, and there was no way to make her change her mind. The day after, she called me. She had problems with the hotel where she was staying. They asked her for double the money, and they agreed. Of course, I don’t know who told the truth, but I just told the guy to give me the bill with the difference without telling the girl. She was so bloody corky after that! She said that I am a softy while she was the tough one. She doesn’t know that I paid the difference; she thinks the hotel guy agreed to let her pay less.

She moved back into my apartment, and she went out by herself in the evening, leaving me alone like an ass; after I spent a few hours shopping and cooking for her and she came back home at 3 in the morning with a guy, an American guy she met in a bar and had sex in the room next to mine…

She was not in her room on Tuesday morning, so she returned this morning. She went to spend a day or two with this guy somewhere close to the sea, and they had great sex, great wine and so on. She collected her stuff, kissed me on the forehead, called me a loser, and she went. Farewell!

Work, forget it, I took some time off for that bitch, excuse my French, and here I am alone, like a loser, doing nothing and getting bored.

Anyhow, such is life… What can I do? I believe in friendship, and until it gets betrayed, I am honest. Mario is in England, and I am sure he is having fun. Simona, I guess, is ok, and the few other people I know are busy working or enjoying this extended Roman summer that seems to be never-ending!

Take care, guys!