are five feet high and precise weighing only 93 kilograms, a featherweight in a nutshell, the last time that I started with a boy he left me after two hours because we together at 10.30 am and 12.30 pm we went for lunch together, he has presouna slice of meat as a side dish and a salad with tomatoes and corn and I got a chicken, un'amatriciana the malanzane gratin, battered vegetables fried, grilled peppers, pork tripe, a soup of beans, a sandwich with roast pork and a triple portion of strawberries and cream, short, light stuff but I blew up the button of his pants and his wallet lightened very .
final as I came out a mixture of burps and farts that people became frightened and got up from the table and leave the room.
he was speechless and looked at me with his mouth open, even if I did not understand why because I was so nice and polite but when I turned the place was empty and the owner wanted the money for damages.
that was the last time I saw my ex-boyfriend, I tried to recall him and invited him to dinner to forgive me even if I do not know what wrong that night but he would not listen to reason.
I tried to go out with others but the only one who gave me a chance was a young sumo wrestler from the face full of moles, had one as big as the whole face seemed to be wearing a mask and he was carnival every day.
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