Hello Darling!
If only I could be as beautiful as Audrey in Roman Holiday! I remember watching Roman Holiday on Sunday afternoon when they used to run all the old movies. I don’t think I’ve seen it since, but have always been in love with the idea of having my own Roman Holiday with the man of my dreams!
I can now say I’ve had the holiday, but the man of my dreams wasn’t with me, but home with his own family and life. It’s hard to describe the feeling of separation, even though we leave separately at home too. There’s something harder about being separated after a long day of walking, wonderful food, and a tum full of vino, and then falling into the same sexless bed I’ve had for more than a decade now.
Oh, what I would have given for a snuggle and a stiff cock to finish off the evening. I’m sure Audrey didn’t have that problem, and I’d like to think she never would. Me on the other hand? It’s the story of my life now, though it wasn’t always this way.
To make up for the drought, my lover and I will steal away a few moments tomorrow to make up for my lack of attention over the last two weeks.
But I haven’t What have I come away from Italy with? Aperol spritz, limoncello, and memories of dusty Roman ruins from Roma to Naples and back!
While in Italy I came to a few decisions about my future, and what I’m really looking for. My lover and I discussed it, and while I’m sure he’s not entirely happy, he’s supportive. Supportive of what you ask? Well, let’s say I’ve decided this summer is going to be hot.
Ciao for now!!
Yours in lust!
Teresa
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