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Eccomi qui con la mia storia. Mi chiamo Sofia e ho avuto la fortuna di

incontrare un uomo di cui mi sono innamorata perdutamente.

Ho creduto alle sue tante promesse e al suo grande amore.

Ho creduto alla sua passione e ai suoi tanti fiori che mi ha sempre regalato.

Ma era tutto un inganno.

Quella sera mi disse di prepararmi, perché aveva una grande notizia da

I would have been the happiest woman in the world.

So I set out to be the most beautiful in the world, only and exclusively for

him.

That evening was beautiful and also very fragrant, ready for any event.

I knew that my Victor was a womanizer, and so I didn't want

to disappoint him.

The romantic dinner I prepared was just what we needed to amaze him.

Seafood and champagne.

Now...

I was ready for the big surprise.

And I was really surprised.

It was a ticket to Italy, my dream.

Wow, a ticket to Italy!

This was to give me the opportunity to do a rehearsal with a friend of his, who

lived there and who was in charge of cinema and show business.

But at the beginning I didn't want to go without him.

What would I have done alone in a country where I don't even know the

even if I dreamed of leaving you from a young age?

But he insisted on telling me that he was too busy with his work and he

explained to me that it was not possible for him to come with me.

I couldn't and I didn't have to give up my dream of becoming a dancer.

He convinced me and I didn't think about it anymore.

Ora, dovevo solo ringraziarlo.

A modo mio, ovviamente.

Thank you.

Every time, for me, it was like it was the first time.

His cazzo was never enough for me.

The more I fell in love with him, the more my desire grew.

It grew more and more.

I wanted him to spit everywhere, in the pussy, in the ass, in the mouth.

Oh, yes.

um

What's wrong?

Whoa.

Thank you.

How I liked to be beaten by him, like a prey, yes, until he gave me his

warm, sweet burrow.

And for me it was like a party.

I felt so full.

Yes, a real woman, indispensable to her husband.

I felt protected by those beautiful lips.

I arrived in Rome, full of hope.

My legs were shaking because of the emotion.

I didn't know what I would have found in this great unknown city.

At the airport, a man came to pick me up, sent by my husband's friend. He

nice, calm, and so...

I decided to trust myself.

I got in the car with the feeling that something very important was about to

happen to me.

Finally, finally my life took a wonderful turn.

That's what I thought.

Instead, the bastard was already...

He had already replaced me.

When they told me, I didn't want to believe it, but then I had to swallow

truth, like a glass of honey.

Yeah.

Oh!

Thank you.

Yeah.

Yes. Yes.

Oh

um oh

Oh, yeah.

Oh, oh, yeah.

Yeah.

No!

Thank you.

Here I come to you.

Ehi, mi senti?

Lo chiamavo tutti i giorni, ma non riuscivo a parlare con lui.

Era sempre impegnato.

Oppure mi rassicurava. Già, mi diceva di stare tranquilla.

Ma io non ero tranquilla per niente.

Sentivo ormai che ero stata raggirata e mandata da un poco di buono che voleva

approfittare di me.

He wanted me to meet men, to fuck them up, in short.

I was afraid, very afraid.

Every evening I went to the pub for work, and the only moments in which I

distracted and in which I felt finally alive were when I could do the thing I

liked the most.

Dance. Yes, dance, dance, dance, and dance again.

Non pensavo più a nulla quando la musica mi travolgeva, e la mia mente volava

alto, lontano, dalla brutta avventura che stavo vivendo.

Unfortunately, there were also customers who asked for me.

I tried to be nice to them, to be even expansive, but

they always asked me to spit.

That's all they wanted.

I didn't want to, and I went back to dancing, to forget.

Yes, to forget everything and hope that he, my Victor, would come to take me, to

take me away with him.

One day I decided to go away.

I couldn't take that life anymore.

But while I was looking in the bag for my passport and the other documents

necessary for the trip,

I realized that they were no longer there.

Surely someone had stolen them from me. They had always been there and since I

arrived I had not touched them anymore.

Now I was really scared, yes. I felt now, how to say, I felt trapped.

The days never ended and in the end I did not see the hour that came in the

evening. In the end, even if the thing scared me.

At least I had something to do to get out of the mortal boredom that was now

entangling me.

But feeling abandoned killed me. I felt like a piece of doll locked up in the

prison of loneliness, of darkness.

And like a naïve, I wrote to him. Yes, letter after letter.

I wrote, I wrote, but I never got an answer.

He was obviously too busy doing something else.

So I thought bitterly of myself.

One night I decided to take the courage in two hands and go to the boss to ask

when he would have made me do this blessed ritual he had promised me.

I was trembling with fear.

But why?

The girls had told me that it was not very good.

I asked him when this blessed day would have been, and he told me to stay calm,

calm, and to go to work now.

Filare! Filare!

That's what he said.

I was disheartened, very angry.

But you had to go away. What a door!

I was so afraid of you.

I was in the bathroom with the other girls before I changed for the evening.

When I asked...

How did they get there?

They were dancers like me.

How could I convince the boss to let me go and make me do the dance that had

been promised to me?

They looked at me with an air of compassion and told me to resign.

They too had arrived there with so many promises and with the deception.

And they had never had what had been promised to them.

So they advised me to put my soul in peace, otherwise they would have been

trouble for me.

The boss made him call his scagnozzo and started talking to him in private.

Then he knew that I asked him to help me and put the whip.

I was starting to get annoying and to annoy the other girls too.

The scagnozzo accepted and took his payment from Giuda.

Ora non gli restava che convincere me, come se fosse facile.

I had finished changing for the evening, and still hidden from what the girls

had told me, I went to the bar to drink something.

And it was there that I met for the first time the boss's scoundrel.

He remained dazzled by me, and could not detach my eyes from him.

Io non riusciva ancora a controllarmi e tremavo come una foglia, con la

consapevolezza che potevano ammattarmi da un momento all 'altro, se non avessi

acconsentito prima o poi a fare la puttana, a tutti gli effetti, con la

copertura di ballerina del locale.

Ma forse qualcosa si muoveva.

La fortuna cominciava a girare.

Lo scagnazzo era ipnotizzato da me. E mi chiese cosa avessi e perché tremassi,

ma gli dissi che non era nulla.

And I leave.

La sera dopo venne di nuovo al locale e non mi staccava gli occhi da dosso

qualunque cosa facessi.

Cominciavo a preoccuparmi a dire il vero, ma alla fine mi fece chiamare.

Io mi preparai al peggio e andai al suo tavolo, ma con mia sorpresa mi rivelò di

essere un poliziotto.

Mi disse di non preoccuparmi e aggiunse che se volevo essere aiutata, dovevamo

parlare meglio in privato.

Gli diedi un appuntamento per il giorno dopo a casa mia.

He came to see me, and I, aware of the effect I was causing him, dressed in a

very sexy way.

It was my only hope, and if it had really been necessary to break up with

well, I would have done it.

Fuck, Victor!

He told me that he had been on Steve's tracks for some time, and that if he

wanted to help him, we could frame him, and so he would have been free to leave,

finally.

He knew everything about my story.

And he told me that Steve believed him to be a policeman at his service.

Instead, he was an infiltrator.

I felt purified, and a ray of sun returned to my life.

The ray of hope found.

It was clear, however, from how you behaved, that you were in love with me.

That same night, Mandy, Bob's wife, sent me to call to soften me, to put me to

the test, and to see if I was subject.

She had organized something at four, and she wanted to have sex with me, while

the other two of her friends would have broken up.

I was perplexed, but also very excited, curious.

I called his friends, who were hidden behind a tent.

But at that point, I didn't feel it anymore.

And to be faithful to the agreement with Bruno, the policeman, I left.

At that point she got very angry, she wanted me, and not being able to have

the game was over.

But the boss's wife, unsatisfied and used to always get what she wanted,

one of the husband's many scoundrels, one of whom was made to

spit like a hot dog, often and willingly.

Oh. Oh.

Thank you.

In the meantime at the club Bruno had followed the promises made in the

and had introduced himself to the boss.

He had accepted it, sure that everything had been done.

But Bruno told him that he had fallen into the net and that he had been

So he called his colleague and he was arrested in the protests of the bastard.

After a week I returned to Budapest and called my dear Maritim.

He was surprised to hear that I was in the city, but he couldn't help but meet

me. I knelt him in the balls and I left with Bruno.

After a few days, Bruno and I returned to Rome, finally with him.

I would have felt loved, respected, and above all protected.

And then, moreover, he had the right knowledge to realize my

dream. It would have been enough for him to do the thing I loved the most, to

convince him and keep him tied to me forever.

Scopare.

Thank you.