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But soon enough I was heading down ivy-drapedVia Giulia, my arm around
Eunice Park’s fragrant, boyish frame. Shewas seemingly in good spirits,
promising me a kiss, then chastising my poorItalian. She was shyness and
giggles, freckles in the moonlight and drunken,immature cries of “Shut
up, Lenny!” and “You’re such an idiot!” I noticed shehad released her
hair from the bun’s captivity and that it was dark and endlessand thick
as twine. She was twenty-four years old.

My apartment could accommodate no more than a cheaptwin-size mattress
and a fully opened suitcase, brimming with books. (“MyText-major friends
at Elderbird used to call those things ‘doorstops,’ ” shetold me.) We
kissed, lazily, like it was nothing, then roughly, like we meantit.
There were some problems. Eunice Park wouldn’t take off her bra (“I
haveabsolutely no chest”), and I was too drunk and scared to develop an
erection.But I didn’t want intercourse anyway. The next morning, she was
kind enough tohelp me repack my suitcase, which refused to close without
her help. “That’snot how you do it,” she said, when she saw me brushing
my teeth. She made mestick out my tongue and roughly scraped its purple
surface with the toothbrush.“There,” she said. “Better.”

During the taxi ride to the airport I felt the triplepangs of being
happy and lonely and needy all at once. She had made me wash mylips and
chin thoroughly to obliterate every trace of her, but Eunice
Park’salkaline tang remained on the tip of my nose. I made great
sniffing motions inthe air, trying to capture her essence, thinking
already of how I would baither toNew York,make her my life, my life
eternal. I touched my expertly brushed teeth andpetted the flurry of
gray hairs sticking out from beneath my shirt collar,which she had
thoroughly examined in the morning’s weak early light. “Cute,”she had
said. And then, with a child’s sense of wonder, “You’re old, Len.”

June 1: From the GlobalTeens account of Eunice Park.

Euni-Tard Abroad to Grillbitch.

Hi, Precious Panda!

So, guess what? I met the cutest guy inRome. He is exactly my type,
tall, kind ofGerman-looking, very preppie, but not an asshole. Giovanna
set me up withhim—he’s inRomeworking for LandO’LakesGMFordCredit! So I
go to meet him in the Piazza Navona(remember Image Class? Navona’s the
one with all the Tritons) and he’s sittingthere having a cappuccino and
streaming “Chronicles of Narnia”! Remember westreamed that in Catholic?
So adorable. His name is Ben, which is pretty gay,but he wasso niceand
so

smart. He took me to look at some Caravaggios and then he kind of like
touched

my butt a little and then we went to one of Giovanna’s parties and made
out.

There were all these Italian girls in Onionskin jeans staring at us,
like I was

stealing one of their white guys or something. I fucking hate that. If
they

mention my “almond eyes” one more time, I swear. Anyway,I need your
advice
becausehe called yesterday and asked if I wanted to go up
toLuccawith him next week and I was playinghard to get and said no. But
I’m going to call him and say yes tomorrow!What should I do?Help!!!

P.S. I met this old, gross guy at a party yesterday and

we got really drunk and I sort of let him go down on me. There was
another even

older guy, this sculptor, trying to get in my pants, so I figured, you
know,

the lesser evil. Ugh, I’m turning into you!!!!! The first old guy took
me to

dinner at this restaurant, da Tonino, which was like O.K. He was nice,
kind of

dorky, although he thinks he’s so Media cause he works in biotech or
something.

And he had the grossest feet, bunions and this gigantic heel spur that
sticks

out like he’s got a thumb glued to his foot. I know, I’m thinking like
my dad.

Anyway, he brushes his teeth all wrong, so I had toSHOW A GROWN MAN HOW
TO USE A TOOTHBRUSH!!!!!What is wrong with my life, Precious Panda?


而是异常的快作者走向紫藤垂挂的茱莉亚大道,胳膊环着尤尼斯·Parker川白芷的男孩子同样的骨架。她看来精神不错,她说要给自个儿3个吻,接着却责骂小编半间半界的意大利共和国语。她不佳意思地笑,月光映出脸上的牛痘,她有点醉,孩子气的大嚷“闭嘴,列尼!”或许“你便是废物!”笔者留意到她解开了头发,黑发如瀑。她二12周岁。

本身的客栈四处都以书,仅能容下多个廉价的一对床尺寸的褥子和四个一心打开的行李箱。(“笔者在埃尔德bird的Text-major朋友们曾称这个事物为“制门器”,尤尼斯告诉自身。)大家接吻,初始懒洋洋地,好像都不在乎,接着又尖锐地吻,就恍如大家很认真。可是多少难题,正是尤尼斯·Parker不情愿解下她的内衣(“小编大胸啊”她辩护),笔者醉醺醺的,行事极为谨慎,脱不下裤子,但自身也没想把她如何。第3天下午,她自个儿的帮笔者重新整理行李箱(没她扶着,行李箱合不上)。“你不应该这么做。”她说,那会他看看自家在刷牙。她让本身伸出舌头,用牙刷粗粗地刮了须臾间石绿舌面。“你瞧,繁多了。”她说。

乘出租汽车去飞机场的路上作者须臾间以为又快乐又寥寥又身无分文。她让自己到底清洗小编的嘴皮子和脸上好除去她的印痕,但尤尼斯·帕克强烈的中性(neutrality)味道依然萦绕在笔者的鼻尖。笔者用鼻子深吸一口气,试图捕捉她的特出,想着作者该怎样引诱她去London,让他形成自家的活着,作者一定的活着。小编摸了须臾间温馨刷得很规范的牙,拍了弹指间从胸罩领带向下探底出的乱糟糟的栗色头发。那天深夜他刚对着微弱晨光全身打量了一番。“很可爱”,她说。然后,带着儿女一般迷惘的神气,加了一句,“你老了,列尼。”

十二月1号:来自尤尼斯·Parker的GlobalTeen账户

尤尼-塔德(国外)致Grillbitch

喂,珍宝黑白猫!

你猜怎么样?小编在胡志明市相见了八个最和本人心意的人。他吧,就是自家欣赏的那种类型,长的很像3个法国人,穿着刻板,不过1些都不令人以为讨厌。乔凡娜安顿笔者俩见的面——他在布拉格就任于LandO’Lakes金霉素FordCredit!小编去纳华纳广场和他见的面(还记得ImageClass吗?。。)他正坐在那儿,喝着一杯卡布奇诺,浏览《纳尼亚神话》!还记得我们在教堂也看过呢?真是讨人喜欢。他叫本,很英俊也很通晓。他带笔者去看浮世绘,然后他若有若无地摸了一下本身的臀部,接着我们去了纳华纳的叁个团圆饭,后来就初始接吻拥抱。全体穿着亮闪闪的薄西裤的意大利共和国妞都看着大家,好像作者偷了她们的多个亲生似的。小编恨透了她们。作者发誓,她们倘若再提一句笔者的“杏仁眼”,笔者让他俩雅观。可是,小编想听听你的观点。因为昨日他通电话问小编是或不是愿意前一周跟她1块去Luca,我呢,就有意拒绝了。但是明天自身准备打电话给她说自家同意去。笔者该如何是好吧?帮帮作者。

国粹竹熊?

附注:在前几天的相聚上小编遇见了多个又丑又恶心的老汉子,大家喝的烂醉。作者接近还让他帮作者做了口交。还有多少个更丑的人,雕刻家,想占笔者便宜,所以小编就看出哪些是不太龌龊的。哎,作者今后变得跟你相似!!!第二个又丑又老的郎君带作者去一家叫da
Tonino(听上去像ok)
的茶馆吃饭。外人很好,有点笨,但她还感到本身很潮,因为他在一家生物科学技术之类的店堂做事。他的脚是自身见过最恶心的脚,有拇囊炎和根骨骨刺综合症,非凡去的那块好像是脚上粘了哪些事物,笔者通晓,小编讲讲的口吻跟自家爸同样。不过,他刷牙的法子完全错误,所以笔者得给那些成年人体现什么正确刷牙。小编的人生到底怎么了,珍宝花熊?

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