My Mistress

Bruciami Dentro


My Mistress, my owner.

It’s already 10 p.m., shit, the train is late. as usual. I’ve been waiting for her for more than an hour in this awful station , and i can hear it’s even starting to rain hard ; here in Genova, the climate could be so awfully wet.
Angry. Didn’t want to have storm, rain,wind, thunder and lighting. Not tonight.
Not for the night I was waiting for.
Not tonight. Not for her.
When she told me ‘’ I’m coming to meet you, at last’’…I thought I could get mad.
Like a girl at her first love. At her first date.
I would have finally met the woman that had been driving me mad for months on tumblr, with mails and photos….i had planned everything for her…everything : a nice night to spend together, a good restaurant, a walk through  the historical centre and then…

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