Page 63 - ILIAS ATHANASIADIS AKA RO1

I start loosing hope because every night I was going to the gay bar to
see if Nikos was there but not a sign.

Some nights I didn’t had any monet I was going in and out and then
I was waiting for him just in case he turn up outside opposite the bar

in the corner where the prostitutes making some money from the old

dirty straight men .

Their wives refuse to give them a blow job while she was going to

the Blue square market sucking everyone’s dick in the toilet.

Then friends use to make a straight like ten of them fucking her

pussy one after the other while she was screaming MORE MORE

yes that kind of women who deserve nothing but a good punch and
lock them somewhere and through the keys.

I was doing this every night and became a routine as if I was doing a
job on the local supermarket security from 9 pm till they close at 2-3

am. I run out of luck because he was now wgere to be seen.

Miracles do happen that nights I had some money so I went to the
bar got a cheap drink and I was waiting in the corner as always. It

was getting late in 20 minutes the doors are closing time to go.

I put my face down the floor and was making my way out . I open

the door and as I was staring at the floor I overstep someone’s shoe

and quickly apologize when I look up and I was face to face with
Nikos.

“Do you really have to give me a heart attack everytime we see each
other?”