Again in September, well.
I've seen my parents a couple of days this week. Not done since before the summer. I think my father still hates me and my mother wants to get his son, not the stranger with whom I've become, and she keeps trying. The other day after dinner, as usual my father left the room, and my mother and I stayed in the kitchen. I was talking nonsense, some absurd conversation did not interest her or me, and suddenly asks me if I have a boyfriend. I was checked and I was a little nervous. She tried to get all that sound natural and looked at me trying not to pout, but precisely because everyoneC Sure, I said a little offended. Although intrigued me where he was going. She was : But with this guy ... is soon, is not it soon? . And I course, of course . And she then with this guy yet ...?
And I no, no, no ... while crossing his legs in the chair and pulled the laces of the thighs of all the morning of that day fucking like crazy in his room. I just do not imagine so, son, that you value yourself so little. That is very important, no matter if you have a boyfriend or girlfriend, but give some value. It's very intimate, not do it with cnyone. Do not do it, right? And I no, no, no, no. Of course not, Mom . She must have felt that we connected. gave me 50 euros, and a hug with the single kiss on the cheek so cold that always happen at the lobby to say goodbye.
And he invited me to lunch today, but finally made up an excuse. I guess because I did not notice such a connection. Although I liked the 50 euros.
