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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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Okay, I love you and I still do! So, are you happy now! And why did you leave me earlier? You didn't find me attractive or hot enough for your billionaire taste? I know you can have every girl in the world and I don't care. You go ahead and fuck every girl you see including that Miley!!!! You're good in lying anyway!, Leila shouted and now she got mad slapping me again and again. And those slaps were hard and hurt me, so I stopped her and kissed her mouth. Leila tried to avoid my mouth but held her cheeks and pinned her chin towards my mouth. I then touched her breasts and tore her night gown while asking her, 


Is this what you wanted? Huh! You want me to fuck you like the women I..., I stopped all of a sudden when I heard Leila crying and she is hurt. I am hurting her and it made me feel like a monster now, so I let go of her back and loosen my grip of her face and apologized to her. Leila is still crying and I helped her walk up the stairs to her room. I tucked her in and didn't want to see her eyes which are totally swollen from tears. I am a totally cold and bad person. Now I know how it feels to be bad and ugly. I don't know how to feel anymore, so instead of going to my room, I went straight to the bathtub next to Leila and my room.  


I took my torned long sleeves off and saw nail marks on my arms and cheek. Leila was stopping me when I was....ahhhhh!!!! I can't forgive myself now and neither would Leila. This is bad. I was horrible to her. Leila might think I brought her here to do that to her. After bathing I snuck to Leila's room and I spoke to her softly from the front door. I'm sorry Lei. I didn't bring you here just to do that to you. I got jealous with Jorge earlier at the diner and I didn't know what I was doing. If you want to leave tomorrow I can arrange that now with my pilot and bring you home to New York? I'm sorry again!


No! I'm okay! I got jealous with Miley too. I'm sorry that I teased and annoyed you earlier, Leila said and I couldn't believe that she's still awake and she got jealous of Miley. There's nothing going on between Miley and I. She is a staff and well a friend who wanted to see me and ....


....wanted to have a feel day of you. I get it! You rich bachelorettes are so predictable, Leila said opening the door and finishing the sentence for me. I saw her face all smudged with tears. With all smiles, Leila hugged me and gave me a kiss on the lips nervously. She was like a kid running to a love one to give her a tight hug and so I did with a big one, a kiss on the mouth and more after that. 


Leila and I had the most intimate and erotic sex which we almost forgot how we did it before. We almost forgot how nice and authentic it felt between us, when we did it, just like when we were 13.


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