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Saturday, 5 March 2011

260 I love you

I was in love. And I had to express my feelings, though I didn't want to say "I love you", well not every time. So I figured out a lot of other ways and different words to express my true love for him and the way I value him:

I adore you.
I am infatuated with you.
I appreciate you.
I can't live without you.
I can't stop thinking about you when we're apart.
I cherish you.
I dream of you.
I live for our love.
I love being around you.
I need you by my side.
I need you.
I respect you.
I value you.
I want a lifetime with you.
I want you.
I worship you.
I yearn for you.
I'm a better person because of you.
I'm blessed to have you in my life.
I'm devoted to you.
I'm fond of you.
I'm lost without you.
I'm nothing without you.
I'm passionate about you.
I'm thankful for you.
I'm yours.
Me and you. Always.
My love is unconditional.
Our love is invaluable.
Take me, I'm yours.
The thought of you brings a smile to my face.
Together, forever.
We we're meant to be together.
You are a blessing in disguise.
You are an angel from God.
You are like a candle burning bright.
You are my crush.
You are my dear.
You are my everything.
You are my hearts's desire.
You are my life.
You are my one and only.
You are my one true love.
You are my reason for living.
You are my strength.
You are my sunshine.
You are my treasure.
You are my world.
You are precious.
You are the light of my life.
You are the reason I'm alive.
You bring happiness to rainy days.
You bring joy to my life.
You cast a spell on me that can't be broken.
You complete me.
You drive me wild.
You fill me with desire.
You fill my heart.
You give me wings to fly.
You had me from hello.
You hold the key to my heart.
You inspire me.
You intoxicate me.
You lift me up to touch the sky.
You light my flame.
You light up my life.
You make me feel happy.
You make my heart skip a beat.
You make my world a better place.
You mean the world to me.
You motivate me.
You rock my world.
Your presence makes me smile.
You set my heart on fire.
You simply amaze me.
You stole my heart.
You sweeten my sour days.
You turn my world upside down.
You turn the darkness into light.
You're a dream come true.
You're a gem.
You're a twinkle in my eye.
You're absolutely wonderful.
You're all I want.
You're as beautiful as a sunset.
You're beautiful.
You're charming.
You're enchanting.
You're heavenly.
You're my angel.
You're my perfect match.
You're one in a million.
You're priceless.
You're out of this world.
You're the apple of my eye.
You're the best thing that ever happened to me.
You're the best.
You're the diamond in the rough.
You're the one for me.
You're the one I've always wished for.



































Wednesday, 2 March 2011

259 Abduction

The next day a Libian man was cheerfully welcomed by Franco, Luca's grandfather. His entourage consisted of 30 horses and female riders. After exchanging pleasantries the riders set up a traditional Bedouin tent just in front of the farm. Franco called for me and introduced me to Moamar.

"Please introduce yourself to our guest", Franco asked, but I couldn't bring out a single word. His apperance was repulsive. While I looked away from him, Moamar laid his hands on my buttocks. When he reached out to touch my breast I started gagging. Just at that moment Luca appeared out of the blue and pushed the man from his chair right on the floor. Luca grabbed my hand and dragged me with him. "RUN", he screamed.

I heard Moamar ordering his riders to help him back on his feet. We ran for our lives and Luca seemed to know where to go. After we had forded a stream for a while, we stopped to pause. I observed him while he was exploring the area. "You've wetted yourself", I said in an attempt to reduce the stress. He smiled. "Not yet", he replied. Than he sat himself at my side, conjured his dick out and started to produce a nice fountain. ""Ora mi sto bagnando". We both laughed. I looked at him and realised that he wasn't just my lustobject or my hero. I was in love.