Black Angel

"Each of us is an angel - keeper, looking after us. We do not know in what guise he will be to us. Sometimes - it is the old man, and sometimes - a little girl. But their appearance should not mislead you, they can be fiercely any dragon. But they do not come to fight for our victory. They whisper in our hearts that this is - we, each of us will command the worlds that we create ... "(quoted from the film - author's note.)

Lately everything what I touched one way or another, had the slightest attitude, turned into ashes. As if in me came alive monster sizzling everything in its path. As if I woke up in force, previously unknown, force - that can command other people's fates, the forces that decide for me - who will live and who ... What is it? Brad sick imagination, feeling wild fantasy or reality? And black angel wings really prostrated me and all those who are dear to me?

It happened with Tim. Love did not save him or me. The disease does not ask for what we want. It just takes a close ... he was not, but I stayed.

So what happened to the Federico ...

Federico - Italian owner of a small company on the export of tobacco products. I flew to Italy to meet with him just to have fun. Himself he called a sex maniac. I wanted this. Sex - the best cure for depression in which I stayed after Tim ... In front of me was an exciting week! At least, I count on it.

"Look, your struggle for survival has to begin. You do not want to be ridiculed - will not. Consider yourself weak - in your power. Feel the fear - do not be afraid ... you are now fully prepared. So Fight! "(Quote from the movie - author's note.)

Federico was 46, tall, slim, dark-haired, with expressive eyes and sensual mouth. I liked this type of men. All actions and words had the confidence, strength and dignity. He immediately likable. With him it was calm. There was a small problem - in Russian, he knew only a few words, and though I knew in English, but spoke with difficulty. But we had another common language that we both owned the same way - the language of sex. It does not require translation, it is necessary to begin to speak only once in a lifetime - and you will never forget it not ... All this week, we fully disengage. We chose the restaurant, where the tables tablecloths fell to the floor, and most of the evening, or I, or he carried out under the table, caressing each other's tongue, mouth, hands ... In the movie, once quenched the light, his hand is under my skirt and my - in his pants ... I stopped wearing panties, so that nothing hurt. In the car, in the elevator, in the store, in the alleys of the street ... Everywhere is just sex, beautiful, and a measured or fast and energetic - how to let the situation ... Extreme excited and leads us even more. We went crazy and could not get enough of each other. We almost did not sleep this week. In the hotel - in the hallway, in the soul and, of course, a huge bed ... there too and did no one interfered. The week flew by like one day, rapidly and violently. My plane was in Russia tomorrow night ...

The last day we spent quietly, as if tired ... No, it was a sad parting, loss of sadness. We quietly ate breakfast in the restaurant and went for a walk through the quiet streets, we said goodbye to each other. But the fire of passion does not go as fast as flashes. Even if you do not burn, it smolders ... And quite a spark ...

In the elevator, I timidly clung to Federico, if she wanted to hide from the world in his arms ... It was enough! Spark ... And passion broke out with new force in our bodies. The room we almost stumbled, already feeling the flames of passion, tearing off clothes on the go ...

On the plane we slept ... More precisely, when I woke up to check-in remained an hour and a half or two go to the airport ...

A few minutes later we were speeding in the car like crazy, the driver knew that we were running late and did everything that was in its power. On the streets of fallen twilight ...

I do not like this time of day. Twilight pressed, create a feeling of helplessness and defenselessness. I stop to see the real world, if he breaks into his eyes, and I feel terrible. But now, Federico was with me, he gently held my hand, I was calm ...

But suddenly everything changed ... corner of my eye I saw a shadow that darted in front of the car ... No, it was not a human being or an animal. It was a shadow ... I thought I even saw two black wings on his back ...

Further remember bad ... Screeching brakes, some incredible rise of the machine in the air and a couple of revolutions up there ... I woke up on the grass by the roadside, apparently, somehow I was thrown out of the car. She was lying upside down on the road barriers, howl of police sirens and ambulances ... in my head was a dense fog. Twilight ... "We can not believe in the existence of his angels, to convince himself of their illusory, but they still appear. In spravno places in spravno time. They broadcast in the form of any character, created by us, or shout, becoming demons, when there is no alternative, give a boost to us, urging us to fight "(quoted from the film - author's note.)

To me someone came and said something about, I groped. Everything was intact, except for a couple of abrasions and scratches on my body did not have any damage. But the eye was covered with tears ... I saw two bags that were loaded onto a stretcher and rolled into the car ... And behind him I feel a shadow with black wings ... I was alone again ...

And what I'm touched or somehow had to do, turned into ashes ...

"Who gives our loved life itself, which we live? Who sends monsters to kill us, and simultaneously lulls the words of eternal life? Who teaches us to live in reality and laugh in the face of lies? Who decides why we live and fighting for that perish? Who binds us chain? And who has the key that will free us? By you! You're fully prepared. So Fight "" (quote from the movie - author's note.!

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