"Turkish, do not come back unless you got the money you owe me..."
See they call me turkish. I was not born here. I was born near Ankara which is not important, anyway you should know that I am an exchange student. They say go there, cheap booze, beatiful women, corrupt cops, the lot, man, the lot. So I find myself in a middle of former russian empire or wherever the hell I am located now and it stinks. Those beatiful women all speak rubbish english and are very very demanding. So you tend to avoid one night stands and try to mate with something more sophisticated. A student or likewise. There is plenty of manto in our faculty, trust me, but noone stands out like this hippie slut. I mean I wouldnt talk to that rubbish at all, nevertheless, this Dudo fella, he saw her buying an enema at a pharmacy. You know where I am pointing, yes you do, you filth.
So we find ourselves with a prospects of a proper buttfuck, from a hound though, still she s got a bachelor degree in social sciences so we can chat afterwards finding ourselves on a common ground. Lol. Never done that never will.
Anyway this Ema or Emma lassie, she refuses to use any deodorants at all which basically means she stinks like a bleeding public toilet. You know me, I am a man of good manners, still i consider myself lucky to pinpoint such a lassie, to diversify the portfolio, likesay. I approach her in the corridor, she is standing in front of a blackboard so I indulge her in a small conversation and bang then I notice this so called anomaly. She s got perfect teeth. All white and no curves or whatever you call this shit. I invite her for a drink after the classes, firstly she hesitates, I play a poor foreign scolar who doesnt get to meet many local people outside of the Erasmus group, she shows some sort of pity or she only now realises that she is cock hungry and eventually nods to my proposal.
We meet in a small wine cellar, the one with big windows so every loser cunt passer by sees you sitting in a this posh shithole. She goes for Merlot or whatever, I never pay attention when my drinking buddy orders for himself. I compliment her dress which she accepts but doesnt say that it was her who designed it. I like her modesty or is it just immature shyness? I dont know. I down the third double voddy and start to feel a bit dizzy, she can sense my horniness. As a result she gets even more reserved. I look at my Longines watch, counts that in fifteen minutes I can knock on that Ninas door, she does all the necessary stuff and accepts extra money for not using a condom. I leave this poor slut to herself. Bye bye love...