Beware of wishing something. You may have it.

Young, somehow handsome. Loaded in XTC. Dancing with men and women, kissing and fondling them all. That was my first impression on J.G.

The next time I saw him he was lying by a couch. Loaded in XTC again. I sit in a table near him. He rolled up and put his head in my legs. We started to chat.

He wished me success because he said, lucks if for the ones that improvise. I got impressed, silly me.

He hanged around me for the rest of the night until he left with V, his girlfriend.

Weeks past and everyday I was missing this guy that impressed me so much.

One night, after leaving the movies I got a message of him, of course I didn't know it was him actually. Half Caracas had my phone number. So I answered, and the unknown fan answered back sort of this:
J.G: Are you always in the movies
K.:I'm at the office who are you
J.G. I'm sure you can't remember me
K. Give me a clue
J.G. Back?
K: G??
J.G. Yes, you remember me!!

Remember him? My whole being was asking for him. So we make a date to see each other that evening having dinner.

It was cool, he's very talkative. First impression of problem he didn't put of his money. Well, I was our first time so I didn't mind.

Second date, we go home and had sex, I accidentally cut his penis, just a little scar, but he was erected and was blood and blood It was scary, he felt and lost conciousness I was like Oh My God I killed him jajajaja. But he got over it a couple of minutes later jajaja dumping in the bathroom floor a big piece of shit, literally.

I guess that increased the bond between us. What started as XTC induced Chemistry finished as two guys enjoying each other.

Second date, I pay again. I know he doesn't have money, but he likes xpensive stuff. I'm wondering if his "supposed" room partner is in fact HIS partner.

Third date, the amount was100,000 bolivars. With that amount of money I would have hired the best strippers and masseurs in Caracas. Well I got a great evening. Prepared by him I guess, after that quantity of money his only option was trying to pay back.

He's like my brother, when he is in horny mode he's someone else. So I satisfied the horny J.G.

I'm starting to dislike this relationship we have.

One second he's telling of truths

I have too much cocaine and XTC in my system. My body is having micro-shutdowns so I'll stop writting here, I'm starting to mix-up realities.

The journe home is never too long. But the staying there is ...

Well, The trip back home from Caracas was a mess.

T relationship with that piece of scum seems to be strong, too strong for my own safety.

B got mad with me because I didn't make time to see him. And I wanted to see him so much.

The surprise has M. He called me and took me home and then took me as usual, I can became addicted to his way of making love. But I can't seem to wish having any kind of kindness with him once we are done, neither him.

I saw A too. But he seemed so different, so, normal, not the extraordinary sould I found that night when we fucked the first time. I just guess lost the feelings for him.

I fucked a new one. Is called C. That was a nice trio with J and C.

M, the usual questions I won't answer.

Rest of the family was ok.

My dogs didn't recognize me. Go figure. Only Alia and Yakone as always.


Felt lonely, out of place, wanting to return to Caracas so badly.

Spent most of the time wishing going back.