Adultery My Loving Hotwife Meena

[Lollobionda]

With a new cold but clear and sunny day, the thoughts and feelings are correspondingly clearer and
more sober.

Sometimes you are completely immersed in the story, a story that moves and touches you, that you
feel in all your cells.
You often become a part of this narrative and react to every detail, passage, statement and action.

Sometimes you have the feeling that you hate what you actually love and have become accustomed to. 
And sometimes you feel like you are going round in circles and no longer know what you actually know.

... it was precisely these emotional fluctuations that triggered the last episode for me.

This is testament to the author's excellent writing style and the fact that the story is told in a vivid and flowing language 
and that the story is outstanding.

Suddenly I had a certain aversion to Nadir and his irrational behaviour, his short-sightedness, even 
his stupidity;
also a lack of understanding for Meena's obsession - all of Nadir's fantasies and irritations - partly 
like Mother Teresa as a social soul who rushes to help everyone (men) partly like Mata Hari as a 
living lady - who hops from bed to bed with different men - in order to realise his (Nadirs) fantasies...

But I sometimes forget that everything that is told in this life story is in the past and
therefore long gone...

It is written and told by two dear friends, Meena and Nadir, FOR US, for our entertainment and enjoyment.
I therefore politely apologise to both of them for my snippy tone and thank them once again for this
explicit life story.

Please continue ...


In this sense
All the best

Lollobionda