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I'm Angelica. I'm from Ukraine.
I'm 30 and I live a very quiet life, just like myself.
I live outside the city, and every day I take a train, then the subway to go to
work.
This daily trip is not very convenient, but I've never lived in a big city.
I'm a quiet person, and I love the atmosphere of a small town.
I'm a senior accountant in a small office.
I work with young people, and I like this place.
During the last two years, I've had a few short relationships with some guys.
I enjoyed those moments, but none of them were the right man.
So here I am.
This is my life, and I like it.
Who knows what's going to happen tomorrow?
One day, I met a guy on the train.
He's called Alberta.
He's Spanish, and he's 25.
He's totally different to me. He tried to explain what he does, but it's
complicated for me to understand.
He's a kind of computer genius.
He works for many companies, but at his house.
He spends his days in front of his laptop, programming and doing crazy
really don't get it all.
But even though we're very different, I like him.
He's very kind to me and seems to be a very good guy.
So every morning, we spend our train trip together.
I tell him about my life, and he often shows me funny videos he finds on the
Internet.
Finally, one day I got a message from him.
I want to meet up with you.
Wow, our first date.
I was so excited about that.
After work, we met at a bar.
It was sunset.
A wonderful moment.
And he asked me to go to his place.
Well, I don't know why.
But I accept it.
I usually want to get to know a person first.
But I feel so good with him, so... Let's do it.
Thank you.
Aww.
No.
No.
Thank you.
um um
Bye.
Thank you.
Thank you.
No. No.
Ugh.
The following day, Alberto was not on the train.
I couldn't stop thinking about that video.
Well, it's not like we're a couple, but is he dating other girls?
A few days later, I was talking with Rico, another senior accountant, when I
a strange message.
Did you like it?
Like what?
And who was texting me?
Yes, I did.
It was finally Sunday and I was spending some relaxing hours with Julia, my best
friend.
She's a very nice girl.
A kind of free spirit.
I love her and, well, she's super hot too.
Then I got a call from Alberta, except it wasn't him.
I could only hear some people moaning.
I didn't want Julia to know, so I pretended to talk with someone.
But those voices?
Well, I got really turned on.
Thank you.
And finally, I got a message from Alberta with just an address.
I had to go.
I couldn't resist.
Uh huh.
I'm sorry.
um
um um
um um
Look.
Thank you.
um um
Oh.
oh
Oh.
Oh.
um um
um um
Come on.
Oh.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Oh.
Amen.
Thank you.
Thank you.
My relationship with Alberta was going very well.
We spent all our free time together, and it was great.
One morning, whilst having sex, he wanted to have anal sex.
But I've never done that before, and I stopped him.
I couldn't stop thinking about trying anal sex with Alberta.
So I searched on the web to learn how to do it.
She's Clea, a new accountant from France.
She's nice, but it seems like she's competing with me, especially when
around.
It's like she wants me out of the way.
I was still thinking about having anal sex with Alberto, so I decided to buy a
sex toy to get some practice.
um um
Mm -hmm.
Oh.
Mmm. Mmm.
Mmm.
um um
Hmm.
I love you.
Aww.
Oh.
um
Oh, God.
Another Sunday and another relaxing day at Julia's house.
I was telling her about my week when she got a call.
I could not stop staring at her body.
Wow.
She's stunning. And her butt.
If I only could...
After her call, I decided to tell her about Alberto trying for anal sex.
And she smiled and laughed and told me to wait.
I really couldn't imagine what was going to happen.
Ha ha ha!
Okay.
Hmm.
um um
Bye.
Thank you.
oh oh oh
Mmm.
Aww.
Thank you.
Mmm.
Thank you.
hmm
Mm -hmm
Mm -hmm.
Hmm.
I love you.
Thank you.
oh oh
I love you.
Thank you.
um um
Hmm.
Oh.
Thank you.
Oh.
Thank you.
um um
Bye.
Hmm.
um um
um um
Thank you.
Wow.
um um
Ooh.
um um
um
No more.
Oh.
um um
Oh.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Come on.
um
Wow.
Oh, fuck.
Oh.
Yeah. Mhm. Mhm.
Mhm. Mhm. Mhm.
Oh.
Oh, yes.
Yes.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, yeah.
Thank you.
Oh, yes.
Oh.
Thank you.
See how things can change?
Now it's Alberto looking for me.
But he sure won't find the same person.
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