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I have already told you that you have to be calm.

It seems that De Bono wants to replace the voluntary militia with the regular

army. In this case it will be them to leave for Abyssinia.

However, in today's meeting at Palazzo Littorio, finally we will make some

clarity on the situation and tonight I can be more precise. Yes, but I'm

afraid. Afraid of what?

Even if I had to leave, it is my duty to serve the Duchess. I remind you that

when you married me you knew very well who I was and what problems our marriage

could go against.

Always remember that I wear a uniform and I intend to respect the oath that I

have borne to the homeland. I hope this is clear to you once and for all.

What are you doing? Don't you greet?

Have you forgotten that I am your superior?

What do you think? That just because you live here you can do whatever you want,

eh?

Get in!

These are men's things! Move and close the door!

And you, asshole?

When I talk to you, you have to look me in the eyes! Do you understand?

Tonight I'm going home to talk to your parents, this story must end!

Do you think you can do whatever you want with this suit? Answer me, asshole!

Next time I swear I'll kill you!

There won't be a next time, you ugly asshole.

Because I hope that in Abyssinia I'll kill you like a pig.

Si moda l'artipiano guardiarmare, moretta che sei schiava tra le schiave,

vedrai come ne un sogno tante nave, e un tricolore sventola per te,

faccetta nera, bella abissina, aspetta e spera che già allora s

'avvicina. Quando staremo vicino a te, noi te daremo l

'angiolezza e l'angiole.

La legge nostra è schiavitù d'amore, ma è libertà de vite e de pensiere,

vendicheremo noi camice nere.

L'eroi caduti e liberan a te, baccetta nera, bella piscina,

aspetta e spera che già allora s'avvicina. Quando staremo vicino a

te, noi te daremo un'altra legge, un'altra re.

Stai tranquilla, mamma. Si tratterà solo di un paio di mesi e poi farò ritorno a

casa.

Do you remember when I sang the song to you? Mom, don't cry, there's the advance

Your son is strong, up high the heart Now

you have to take the medicine

Filomena will take care of you.

You will see, you will not miss anything.

Tears burst when she heard the news.

Tomorrow morning I will leave at dawn, I will not come to wake you up.

I recommend you do the good.

Now stop!

I don't want to see you like this anymore!

Remember that you are the woman of a fascist! You can't behave like a sheep!

Now do your duty as a wife, for a while you won't have a chance.

More than five months have passed since that piece of shit put his hands on me.

While he is in the abyss breathing the desert sand under the African heat, I am

becoming more and more influential in the party, and soon many things will

change in my life.

I greet the duke with the hope that he will make that bastard in Africa die.

But even if he had to survive, I wait impatiently for his return, to look him

in the eyes and tell him in person everything I think of him.

Since that bastard left for the abyss, my only goal is to get his wife.

It's a wish I can't get out of my head.

I'm sure that animal never made him enjoy himself as he should.

Now he's alone for five months and he'll have a crazy desire to be touched by a

man. I imagine that every night he masturbates in his bedroom thinking

about a big shit to suck.

I do everything I can to provoke her, and I think I'll be able to possess her

very soon.

For some time now, I've been looking for the aunt of a friend of mine, who lives

on the fourth floor of the palace.

Before taking her home, I stop with her between the stairs, right at the time

when Mrs.

Philomena usually goes shopping.

I do everything to make myself heard, and when she opens the door, instead of

immediately entering the apartment, she stops on the floor to observe.

I distinctly notice her presence, and I'm sure she wants to be in the place of

the woman I'm kissing.

To embarrass her and make her understand that I know I'm a spy, I suddenly raise

my gaze at her, waiting for a hint of understanding.

But she suddenly runs away and hangs herself at home.

I'm sure it will soon be mine.

I still have to be patient and wait for the right moment.

I must say that, while waiting to put my hands on Mrs.

Philomena, I am not bored at all.

The aunt of my comrade is a beautiful woman, vain and exhibitionist.

She even agreed that the nephew should participate in our meetings, with the

only condition that he should never have to expose her.

He can only masturbate.

And every now and then she gives him a hand.

Watching, but not touching, in short.

Thank you.

Yes.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Bye. Bye.

Thank you.

The aunt of my comrade is not the only fun occasion.

His husband is a very influential hierarch, and he took me under his

protection.

He loves me like a son, and of course he doesn't know that I have a wife.

It is precisely to him that I owe my growth in the party, and we have

established a great relationship.

Being very well known in the city, he is afraid of bringing lovers to the hotel

and then he often asks me to use my house, also giving me the opportunity to

attend meetings.

He is an exhibitionist like his wife and I am sure he enjoys the idea of ​​being

admired by a little boy while he vigorously spits out his sexual slaves.

Of course I limit myself to observing without even masturbating.

You never know, maybe he could be offended.

and feel humiliated by the confrontation with a person younger than him.

um

Safe.

All right.

I saw you the other day while you were looking at me.

Your husband has been missing for five months.

I'm sure you feel alone.

If you want, we can spend some time together, in intimacy.

You know, I can guarantee you that no one will ever know anything about what

will happen.

I knew it would end like this.

It only took a few hours to make her give up and now I want to enjoy this

moment so long awaited without any hurry.

This night Mrs.

Philomena will understand the great difference that exists between that

bastard of her husband and a real man.

I have dreamed of this statue body many times, and now it is finally mine.

Now nothing can separate me from this woman.

For one night, she will have to become my slave of pleasure and fulfill every

desire without whining.

Thank you.

Oh.

Tonight I go home to talk to your parents, this story must end!

Do you think that with this uniform you can do whatever you want? Answer,

fucker! Next time I swear I'll kill you!

What you have seen so far is how much I would have liked it to really happen.

But unfortunately that bastard will never leave for Abyssinia.

I'm just coming back from Palazzo Littorio, where I learned that the

regular army will go to war, not the fascist militia.

In short...

You have witnessed the fantasies of an illusory poor man, to whom there is

nothing left but to sing in chorus the motto that today makes all Italians

proud. The last hymn of hope before the baratro that will make our country sink

into the hell of the Second World War.