"Can't we watch some football" Tom asks, so we leave the hotel room to go see the evening match at a small bar nearby. I'm neither for Juventus nor Napoli (Forza Viola!), but it's very sexy seeing Tom engage with the locals, speaking a terrible mixture of Italian and English, trying to learn everything he can about the teams and players. I'm used to it from home, but for him it's a whole new world and he's adapting to it for my sake.
Back in the hotel room he watches me undress to take a shower, when I'm done and come out of the bedroom wearing only a towel he throws me on the bed and kisses me on the neck. I wish I could say I wasn't secretly picturing Luca Toni, but that's just the way it is with us Italian girls and our
calciatori.
Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteOho,who's having a ball,girl?;-)
ReplyDeleteThat's how it is with Indian girls too,trust me!:P
Oh, so lovely!
ReplyDeleteA clairvoyant once told me I would end up with an Italian man and even though I had no idea Luca Toni existed until I read this post of yours, he is pretty much what I pictured my Italian man would look like.
ReplyDeleteThis, all of this, sounds perfect.
Thank you for your comment on my blog :) I hope I will find the one as well (whether he looks like Luca Toni or not)! x
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