Since my youth I have been and am a student of Occult Sciences, Astrology and other cultures and I am convinced that we all have an inexorable destiny to fulfill. There is a wise saying that we should all learn and it is THERE ARE THOSE WHO ARE BORN WITH A STAR AND OTHERS ARE BORN STAR-DRIVEN.
This understanding was very useful to me when I reached the middle of my life and I was able to understand that many of my failures and bad experiences that cost me effort, money and losses of all kinds and seemed inexplicable at the time, were due to my inability to recognize and accept my destiny,
At one point I had to go on a business trip to Great Britain but the plane was not arriving in London, so we had to stop on the continent. In this case the plane ended the journey at the Paris airport, and the next day we left for London in a small twin-engine plane for 20 passengers.
The day was cloudy, windy, rainy, cold and unpleasant and I was thinking it was a bad omen, but I said “make the best of it.” The trip was bumpy, the plane was jumping and moving and the twenty minutes of flight over the English Channel seemed like an eternity to the passengers, there were even some muffled screams… but we landed without incident. It was really horrible to be in the air, helpless and only entrusted to God.
At one point the commander’s voice was heard saying, “For technical reasons we will land at Stanted Airport.” I had no idea where that airport was without speaking the language, but knowing the distances are short, I was not worried.
We arrived, landed, went through customs and went out into the street. The morning was cold, cloudy but not raining. There was no one to ask and someone pointed out to me that the bus stop was 20 meters away (I didn’t even know where it was going) and resignedly I moved to the stop. At that moment, in my poor English, I came across a young woman of about 25 or 30 years old, the only person visible, and I asked her how long the bus would take. I explained to her that I wanted to get to Victoria station and I was waiting for the bus and I went to the train station.
He replied, “My shift ends in 10 minutes and if you want I can go with you, but I don’t think there’s a train to London until tomorrow.” And he added, smiling in passing, “You are a good looking man.” If you want, I’ll invite you to stay the night at home and tomorrow I’ll take you to the train.”
The truth is I was very surprised and didn’t know what to say, the situation was unusual, surreal, and at one point I had a hint of concern, but she seemed sincere and friendly and eager to please me, which convinced me, but I had to be very careful with my behavior, because I was in a strange country. As it was noon, the bus arrived full of children in white lab coats, the atmosphere was festive and Leslie talked to me non-stop, after a while we got off the bus at a stop that was a block from her house, and she said to me, wait, I’m going to buy a bottle of aperitif, she went to the kiosk and brought a bottle that she opened, took a sip and offered it to me, I took some but only to please her, I remember at that moment she shivered and exclaimed, How frozen is it!!
For the first time I looked at her and observed her carefully, she was tall, let’s say at least 1.70, with regular features, brown eyes, thin, lanky, good legs, white, almost black hair, she was dressed almost like a summer dress without stockings (something I observed in Europe, when it’s cold women cover up and wear open shoes without stockings), really a very nice outfit and I was impressed by the fact that she always seemed happy and fun. She invited me into her first floor apartment with a living room with a sofa, TV and decorations, electric kitchen, bathroom and bedroom, all with heating and air conditioning.
She invited me to lunch, I remember she heated up two portions of liver, which after much discussion I understood was liver, that it was good and after eating we continued talking sitting on the sofa, she kissed me on the lips, always smiling and laughing, there were several skirmishes in which I didn’t really know what to do, at one moment she was kissing me, at another she rejected me, at one moment I felt upset and thought I’m going to the train station and spend the night there, at another I took refuge in the warmth of her arms, until after an hour or more she seemed to get sexually excited, she began to kiss me furiously, I automatically grabbed her nipples that were sticking out through her thin summer shirt. She took me to the bedroom and slowly undressed and I observed her magnificent body, young firm tits, thick thighs, rounded hips, and she invited me to undress, I went into her small but well-equipped bathroom, and we were ready to go to bed.
The hours that followed were filled with passion. Leslie was ardent and I would almost say unbridled. It was as if she were mentally and physically in need of a man. I didn’t ask her if she had a boyfriend or affectionate friends. I didn’t care. At that moment, we were both satisfying our sexuality, even though we knew it was temporary. So, despite the tiredness from the trip, I was able to cum or finish at least three times, and she, I don’t know how many.
Her vagina was delicious, small, delicate, soft, shaved, it even seemed irreverent to defile it although she was screaming for penis and she screamed quietly when I entered her softly and firmly, I didn’t understand why she was so passionate when she kissed me on the lips but I didn’t ask. Because of my Oedipus complex I kissed her on the tits from the beginning until the end and I still wanted more…
We slept through the night and in the morning, the next day when I woke up, I smelled the delicious smell of bread being toasted. I got up, went to the bathroom and came back and got dressed. And I greeted her saying:
— Good morning Leslie, what a nice smell, I guess you slept well. And she answered smiling— I think the amount of milk you gave me last night will take you at least a month to replace. Hurry up, I have to go to work at the airport and you have to go catch your train.
I nodded, devoured the toast with jam and drank a giant cup of coffee with milk and when I finished breakfast I went to prepare my suitcase. She waited for me in the living room, when we were ready, we went down the stairs, went out, she closed the door and on the sidewalk we stared at each other.
She gave me a long kiss on the lips and said — Goodbye Mister XXX, I will never forget you.
To which I replied – Goodbye Leslie. I wish you the best of luck in the world, don’t forget me.
I understood that it is not necessary to live eons with someone to love them, that a fraction of a second is enough to discover the beloved even if you have to lose them again and again like the torment of Tantalus. With the pain in my heart I turned around to take my suitcase, I heard a sob and when I wanted to look at her, she was gone and I only saw her slender silhouette walking hurriedly towards the bus stop. I turned and began to walk slowly towards the train station that would take me to Victoria Station.
And I cursed my destiny, I realized we are shadows to whom they give crumbs of happiness, which they then charge us at a price of gold.
