He was just a nice sexcapade one afternoon. Then second. And then one night. Then second. When one Monday at 2 o'clock in the morning, down-hearted from a stupid story I called him and nestled in his arms. Since then we never separated. In three weeks we were already living together in a charming house in Jardines del Inca, K2 de San Blas, Cuzco. And of course, we took Nicole with us.
If someone is interested who finally succeeded to bend me after a three-yeared happy single life, his name is Piero Epifanía. A Peruvian boy with wondrously Arabo-Turkish features with Italian name and Greek surname met a Bulgarian girl, a filha de português, who all the town is calling la brasileña.
Life is a mixture of wonders. And I will drink this one until the end.