Valerio M.
18 years later in his house, I had tried in the afternoon, it was the first time this week. Listening and singing her favorite song "Since the end you drag the nuestra vida, since a moment rrespiro de grandes na na na na hand, hand since the end *. She is in the kitchen to warm the pot and smiles at me, inviting me to join: "Hola amor, el prepare our cocktails in the meantime." Our cocktail, in spite of the pear juice! I take the rum and six cups, fill them and put them in a row on the table. Maria comes with hot dish, "Now we do our Way-el amor coca." The size, lies on the plate and as usual asked me to crush a card. I subscribed to a video store to get a new card and let us put a decent photo of me, what I used before was a bus pass expired two years ago and used it every time that Mary was telling me "that nino amor aqui!" always putting myself in embarrassment.
Yes, she's bigger than me, will be twice my age, but I can not stop thinking. Let's start. There are six "gunshots" and six glasses of rum on the table. A line, a glass, a staff, a glass and thus more. We are made, comes in like a dream, euphoria enables us to embrace and began to kiss Maria, I support the table and raised his black vest, she with her smooth legs and bare me around her waist, squeezing so as to prevent any movement. He says: "First let me service el amor, te puesto Atendimento usual, the rroba is in the bathroom."
I do not say a word, I give you a pat on the thigh as a sign of understanding, she opens her legs and run to the bathroom, get up the tile fifth in the second row, the most hidden, away from the window and radiator.
There is a box of Romeo & Juliet full of envelopes containing cocaine has already been cut by the skilful hand of Mary, about 300 grams x € 10,000 in value. I dreamed a thousand times to marry Mary, help at work and put forth a nice nest egg to live with her in the Caribbean. He often spoke of a sea without algae, cocktails with wine and fruit and festivals which take place in those places, but this cowardly outskirts ungrateful! I leave the bathroom and back into the kitchen, Maria said to me: "Estai atento love" and I put a gun in his hand "It 's office," he adds.
I had never held a gun in his hand, did not even know where to put it, I was afraid that I went away a shot on the balls, so I keep it in the inside pocket of his coat.
The usual service consists in going to the park, sit on one bench and wait for an unenlightened guy who calls me with a sign, follow it, exchanging packages, check content to and from Mary to make love. I do not understand the need of the gun. I arrived on time, the type is usually on time, but today you can not see, should I wait ten minutes then go away, I'm wearing too much stuff and it's getting late. When I hear: "Hey you! Police hands up! "cock! I'm fucked! the guy comes to me with the gun, I put my hand in the pocket of the bomber to take away the gun and throw it away before I see it. As I pull out the gun the cop sees me, "Put her ass on the floor! want to die? you've taken today as a day to die? do not kid jokes, put it down! "My hand starts to tremble so much that inadvertently pressed the trigger "Click!" fortunately was empty, but the cop does not notice ed'istinto shoot me, I see a flame come out of his hand and I feel a great burn under his left eye and a strong hissing sound that echoes in my ears. I do not have the forces, I fall on my knees, and then forward, are on the ground. The warm-blooded
drowning my eyes, toes and hands are becoming ice. In these moments you should spend your whole life ahead, I see only Mary. I wanted to give her another kiss.
I hear the voice of the policeman, "Poor bastard sold you your whore!", And puts a hand in the jacket to look for stuff, but I do not believe it, she loves me I am the his "love". My heart continued to beat another minute more, just for her.
* excuse Gino
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