I'm sorry to interrupt the continuity of the story of our history that so far I have tried to keep but it seems appropriate to make a leap in the telling of this beautiful day of 19 November (and this number is no coincidence that recurs frequently in my life and in his!) when within a few hours I managed to make two of my wishes: go to sea with him on the beach in winter and watch the boats at the port. ... who knows one day una di quelle non possa diventare la mia!
Invento una balla coi miei come mi capita spesso ormai ogni volta che devo incontrare S.,mi metto in macchina e lo raggiungo sul posto di lavoro che lui prontissimo lascia per stare finalmente con me. Pochi chilometri e siamo già a Manfredonia, parcheggiamo e scendiamo in spiaggia. E lì il tempo poteva fermarsi,anzi per un attimo tutto si è fermato: c’eravamo solo io e lui, il silenzio tutt’attorno,il rumore del mare e quel vento fresco che ci teneva ancora più stretti l’uno all’altro e un cielo grigio con dei nuvoloni minacciosi che però nel giro di poco hanno lasciato spazio a un sole meraviglioso e la giornata si è fatta più bella than ever. For S. Like photography, it makes me laugh and walk and enjoys photographing his career, the wind in your hair, and those photos contain smiles and happiness that we know give us all for years now. Takes my hand, takes me on a rock and sit, while my heels and the soles of his shoes sink into the wet sand. Love does crazy things to do and when he met Carrie S. makes it a lot but every time you do not ever regret anything and everything rifarebbe hundred, a thousand times and maybe even more because he gives her that smile that is tremendously beautiful. And we were sitting there, hugging and tight little care and everything else. Pats, on the cheeks, face, on my skin, chills, sighs and groans that this time he listened to the sea and its my pleasure as a release of love and passion. Carrie goes crazy for her hands on her body, S. knows how to brush her and meet her orgasm while she slowly closes her eyes and her breath rising into the ear of him to relive the excitement new. There has always been a great physical attraction between us, for that matter without that no relationship goes on, but in our case, our bodies speak for themselves, they know what they want and they know how to obtain it.
leave the beach and we clean our shoes because no trace should remain and especially in my car. A few miles più avanti,parcheggiamo di nuovo,pausa caffè al bar con gli occhi di tutti addosso(finalmente direi!) e poi mano nella mano e stretta al suo fianco andiamo al porto. Ancora qualche scatto e poi sul pontile, le barche intorno a noi, di tutti i modelli, dal classico gommone fino alle barche a vela più belle….è tutto un sogno; sono lì con lui,il mare, le barche e il sole che finalmente si era fatto largo tra i nuvoloni e non potevamo chiedere di meglio. Fermare il tempo. Ecco, questa era l’unica cosa che entrambi volevamo. Spingere “stop” al tasto della vita quotidiana e parallela che entrambi abbiamo o forse, meglio ancora, spingere “reset” e annullare tutto per poi ricominciare di nuovo e ricominciare from us. But is that Carrie S. knew that this was impossible and that those keys would still have continued to push them together in those few moments they could afford.
The time has flown, you can imagine. If you have known and experienced certain emotions on your skin, well it is useless to describe them to you. Carrie was happy and S. in his heart he knew what that girl almost made him happy woman now.
A shell collecting on the beach with him the memory of that day
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