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It’s been a while since I came for a visit to Italy. I can still remember that rainy day when I met her. It’s started out with a little conversation, what was that we talked about…uh!. Oh yes, about our stay in Italy. Rain is pouring but my heart was beating faster than the droplets of water that was making her blouse wet and her black colored bra sticking out, literally sticking-out with her breasts seen because her top’s unbuttoned its upper three buttons. She didn’t care for she laughed with my lame jokes about the rain, the people we met while we were walking. I can’t remember where we we're headed but I just knew that she was the girl for me. I am a woman, born and raised in Italy until I reached 15 years old. I needed to go to a dormitory in the states and graduated at Harvard....yet, meeting Leila is different...she is different, wild, sweet, beautiful, crazy but sensitive. I am such a quiet person and so lucky to have her as a friend, but are we just friends or something more. I hated her guts, but the way she talks, smells and moves make me insane....

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I am like addicted to see and touch her and she is longed for me to touch and kiss her as well. That is maybe my hold or power over her. She doesn't want to lose me because I was her only friend or maybe because she loves me with all her heart and doesn't want anybody desire or want me, just her. It felt amazing and erotic. At my age, I was already experienced In a way that the social media I was bought up to taught me every thing. Even, the intricate moves, ways on how to satisfy my girlfriend, and all that. Crazy huh! But yup!


Leila lived a poor life when her mom left her dad because he was a drug addict. Auntie was forced to work in a digital factory in electronics but since she had sales experience she was promoted to dicing. She worked round the clock since Leila even at the age of 10 can already care for herself, their small apartment and peanuts, their cute tiny dog. One time, Auntie came home and called out for Leila since she got promoted she bought cake for both of them to share and eat to celebrate. But Auntie got surprised and worried when she found Leila on the ground unconscious and burning hot with fever. It was raining hard that night and she couldn't find a taxi or an electric cab to bring Leila to the nearest hospital. She was left with no option but knock on my family's door late that night. 


Dad and mom hurried to help Auntie and dried her up along with Leila who was still with high temperature. Dad called the his friend doctor and advised to visit us to check on Leila. The next day, Leila's fever subsided and she could already eat and drink a little. I asked mom and dad to let Auntie and Leila stay for the week at home to care for them. Mom and dad smiled and fixed our attic room for them to stay in just for while to help Auntie care for Leila while she's at work. I fed and helped Leila bathe. As if I didn't see her body nor her every thing before, mind you, I have, but I respect and love her to not grow malicious about my caring for my best friend.


It was a rough time for Leila but she was able to go back to school after two weeks. I helped her with our home works and our teachers gave her projects to be able to finish Grade 12 level. 


I remember when she was teased as a teenager that she looked like a girl with long hair and all but acted like a boy. She always play games and jokes around with our classmates which made them think Leila was one of them. They never complained because she was fun to be with and would always get them candies, sodas or dollars. Leila was a hussler and she could win every bet on football anytime the boys would watch the games, then and now. Leila seemed to have not changed when it came to football. She loved Cuba but every time the Cubans would play Italy, then she would holler for her beloved hometown.


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