“Why don’t you come back to bed?” she asked. “I just love a cold beer in the morning,” I said. “Have you ever considered the fact that… Read more “Sunday Mornings Are Dangerous”
“Am I too easy for you?” she asked when I undressed her. “Stop talking,” I whispered when I kissed her. “Life is a gift, it needs to… Read more “There Are No Rules In Love Or War”
– What are you trying to find here, she asked. I mean: how did you end up in Bucharest? – Nothing much, I replied to her first… Read more “Dating The Poor”
Once again I realized that most women of my age are truly a pain in the ass. I went all the way from Ghajnsielem (Gozo) to Valleta… Read more “Dating The Living Dead”
About my strange encounter with French Lily. Don´t read this if you´re under 18 (and if you do, don´t tell anyone).
Let me strip away your heart and see what I can find.
There’s always hope. But is there? Not without honesty, folks!