Something like seven years ago I met a Japanese couple in my English language class, I vividly remember that in one occasion I wanted to kiss her, but of course she was married and that was it, just a thought. But after one or two years back in Japan they divorced.
Well. Last week she came back to UK for a quick break (just a week) of course I picked her up at the airport, so we chatted about the last few years, she told me that is living with her parents has no re married and she hangs out with lots of friends, (but no admirer…).
After the dinner I accompanied her to the hotel and I finally kissed her, wow it took 7 years but at last I did, was not the best kiss but you know the story itself is nice.. I just let her go in the hotel but one part of my brain told me that there was going to be more (classic Italian…)
I saw her last Sunday, we spend a really nice day going to the seaside and a castle we dinned and I accompanied her to the Hotel. As I was saying.. I made it a bit clearer about the idea of spending the night together, she kept a really nice attitude but refused (that's life).
This morning I woke up at 5:30 (half an hour before the usual) I took her back to the airport and I really felt like apologising to her, after all she is a friend, she told me that I didn't have to, she didn't mind as I was really kind to her and asked to keep in touch, so after last kiss I came to work.
A mini Cursore story
Nice wasn't it?
Well. Last week she came back to UK for a quick break (just a week) of course I picked her up at the airport, so we chatted about the last few years, she told me that is living with her parents has no re married and she hangs out with lots of friends, (but no admirer…).
After the dinner I accompanied her to the hotel and I finally kissed her, wow it took 7 years but at last I did, was not the best kiss but you know the story itself is nice.. I just let her go in the hotel but one part of my brain told me that there was going to be more (classic Italian…)
I saw her last Sunday, we spend a really nice day going to the seaside and a castle we dinned and I accompanied her to the Hotel. As I was saying.. I made it a bit clearer about the idea of spending the night together, she kept a really nice attitude but refused (that's life).
This morning I woke up at 5:30 (half an hour before the usual) I took her back to the airport and I really felt like apologising to her, after all she is a friend, she told me that I didn't have to, she didn't mind as I was really kind to her and asked to keep in touch, so after last kiss I came to work.
A mini Cursore story
Nice wasn't it?
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Hope to hear more of your stories, you seem to have usurped my position as native Scot to the forum. 
