Trafika Europe 6 - Arabesque

ablation

lot of courage to pull the trigger. I had read in some ar ticle somewhere that two guys were not able to accept their sudden illness. Sexual impotence, for them, was the worst catastrophe. They decided to choose their death. Certain newspaper articles brought up the idea that each of them, while living, refused to tell anyone about their decision. From the time they were no longer here, what did it matter to them that the world was up- to-date on their infirmity? Whi le reviewing various cases, I discovered that Cesare Pavese, a famous Italian poet, killed himself, not because of a supposed impotence, but because of premature ejaculation. If that was worthy of suicide, lots of guys would be killing themselves… At 20

years old, as soon as a girl approached me, as soon as her skin touched mine, I would ejaculate. I often had stains on my pants around my zipper. I would wait an hour and then make love. One day, my “girlfriend” told me: “You know, to avoid that, jerk off right before we see each other. You will be more relaxed and we can take the time to have a good fuck.” Expert advice. It was a married woman who loved to get laid in the evenings. A mature woman who first introduced me to physical love without weighing it down with emotions. She was marvelous because she made everything simple. She told me she loved her husband but she needed to have sex all the time. She was direct, joyful, and slightly crazy.

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