Betrayal in betrayal

It had been a few months since our last visit. As usual, I am a rational person and I do not feel too much to let go of my pride and get stuck. But it seems easier to give than to give. It does not require giving money and emptying. But it is very difficult to do. Of course, if you do not want to bring a lady. It was the last day after two months of his disappearance. I had run out of patience and I had told him to see him and finish this situation. He had welcomed me. The torment of his conscience diminished in such a way that it was as if I wanted to finish it!
When I saw him, I asked him so many questions and questioned the logic of his behavior that he revealed that he loves someone that I know, and through this door, I said very politely, "Thank you for saying and respecting me." Officially, I wrote a poem so that I would look like a reasonable person and be a good person. In short, it was over and that night we complained enough that we were in a bad mood and we walked and the police got stuck and I finally got home. I was opening the door when it rang. I wanted to answer. It did not matter what he wanted to put together! But I said let my pride be preserved. I answered and realized how much I care. I think he was dying of shame. And I interrupted and said: Go brush your life
This sentence has almost become the basis of my words. It seems that after all these years of my life, I am used to these curiosities of girls who want to sleep with everyone and Naxi !!!
It had been a few months since he had texted again. I just answered: Do you have something to call? I no longer have the patience to play SMS with you. He called from the street a few minutes later. Later he told me that he was in the coffee shop with the same guy and he had so much to see Iver and Onuro and in the company of their friends he had so much with a Spanish girl who had come to Iran and now he was invited to flirt with her because he was tired and SMS. Data. I answered briefly and said: Alik
He said: Why do you answer so badly?
I said: Either my self-confidence has gone too high or you frog assumed that my memory was erased after three months ?!
He said: No to God. Just see I'm really upset.
I said: Do you just remember or do you think you can be acquitted now?
What he did not say I said again: Carefree. I think of you, but it passes and when I grow up, I forget. Now comes the next time I have to have room for it.
Yehu said: You mean you have not been friends with anyone yet?
I said: It is not Hindu, madam. The girl I no longer trust so easily.
There was pure silence.
I said: If you have nothing to do, let me reach my life?
He said: See what I can do, can you count me?
I said: You can not do anything now. But if it was the last day, we would have a bitter and sweet farewell and it would be over. He was also human.
He said: By God, I will return again if necessary. I will leave it at all. We will hold the same farewell whenever you want.
That and everything was in my mind except his memories !!! I said: I do not want to. feel sure. Good bye
And I hung up.
A few days later, he sent an SMS saying that your document has been deleted: So-and-so's theater, directed by so-and-so and so-and-so's actors…
We became jealous. Because I thought he could only play one thing when he was with me, and now that he was with that puff chef, another thing. He was a theater actor. From those handsome people who play the terms and conditions !!!
By that time, my time had not yet learned the way of acting and it was on its way. But now there is a way to new solutions.
I put on my scarf and hat and went to the same hall and saw its theater. He played well and that made me even more jealous. When it was over, I walked towards the house with a strange regret. I was sick. SMS: How was my work?
I said: You have made progress. Now you have learned to raise your head and say a dialogue!
He said: Yes, they taught me.
I said: I know theater teaches a lot!
He said: Do not tease anymore.
Because they all know the ugly atmosphere of the theater, I understand my taunts well !!!
The weather was cold and I had no food at home and no plans. It was Friday afternoon. I sent an SMS: Are you still the basis of a bitter and sweet farewell?
My eyes were on my ears for ten minutes. No answer. I said to myself, it's probably something obscene. I turned off the phone and put it in my pocket. It was midnight and I had not slept. His memories were still in my mind. Even our first sex or that I insisted not to have sex with each other, but hey he said there is a problem !!!
And in short, once in my mind, do not show me the nation with an SMS. Abromon lamb !!! I turned on the phone and the Dring Dring sent an SMS. Maybe 50 !!!
Hey, he said that you are proposing, why are you turning off your phone? !!!
And the last thing he said was, you turned it on whenever you said I would come.
I looked at the clock and saw that the duo was near!
I sent an SMS: my charge was over. You can come now.
When Zarti received an SMS, I just came to dry my hair a little. I just came out of the bathroom.
The second SMS also arrived: Annie Landhorm is just finished with me. He fell asleep.
I sent an SMS: Bring me some alcohol.
He replied: Well, I have this. Has to eat. When he sees Pasha in the morning, it's me, not his drink.
We played until the SMS arrived. I even decided to take a shower or reach for myself. I really felt like a corpse. I, for example, am very neat and tidy. But it seems that my subconscious mind can play games. I always thought that this time he had to, or now everything. Let me be comfortable. I do not care at all, I may hate him !!!
It was 3 o'clock when he arrived. He had come to you and was looking around the house. Wanted to see if anything had changed?
I told him: I did not touch anything. I still have the layout and decoration that I have arranged.
She was crying. He said: I know you loved me.
I neither left nor entered: No, I do not like it now, but well, no one came to fuck your memories! I laughed.
He went and brought Dullivan with ice and poured his liquor. His first bitterness went up. I ate slowly. He said: If you want, I will stay with you forever. I let him think with me. He just wanted to bring it to me.
I said: Touch it, I will raise Ruth. You're a jerk, I'm not!
He said: Do not insult anymore. Let me not cry when I kiss you!
I said: I do not care. I just care to do it one more time when you are with someone.
He filled his glass again and a bitter beating came up: If it cools down with this heart. I will let you unite back and forth and leave here bloody and malignant.
After all, he was of our own kind and knew how to provoke humanistic feelings. I had no sexual feelings with him. I hoped he would refuse to have anything to do with the rape. In this way, maybe my animal spirit will rise and I will straighten up.
He took off his clothes and sat down on the couch with a pair of ripped jeans and a top. My blood is small but beautiful. I brought something from each tea. Take from Afghanistan to Sistan and Bushehr and Via Bala and go to the west of Kurdistan and go to Urmia and go to the north and Mazandaran and…
I took another shot with him and he was almost drunk and tired of performing that night. And last night sex with that Land Rover. That Land Rover I call himself one of those handsome actors of all time. When girls go up and down, they see giving it to her !!! Everyone just wants to have their first sex with this. They fill out resumes to say, for example, not to give this child Konya. Rather, give this cove !!! It doesn't matter now. Everyone does something!
They know and do so much that one day they will forget to enjoy it at all !!!
It was almost morning heat. He said, "If it's our crap and your fault, you do not want to sweeten it yourself." Do something, God willing?
I said: Do something.
He got up by force and came.
I do not dare to explain the sex scene. The same goes for the rest! But when it was noon, I woke up. He had left a note: I wanted to test you to see if you are the same as the rest or, as before, still reasonable and special when I saw Reed!