RCS – Business Default

I am once in my thieving life

 robbed the poor and then never again. In one

 last year’s stories I described to you how I am

 stole a wallet from a woman who was playing

 with her daughter at the railway station in Graz.

 Fate was quick to take revenge then, as they are

 I was beaten and robbed the same day. At that time

 I adopted a rule that is still followed today

 I’m dead serious. If you’re already stealing, no

 steal from the poor, steal from the rich, because them

 doesn’t know each other anyway. Us too

 belongs to something that I think it is

 so and so ours. The rich work for the poor,

 so you get a little something back from them – and

 that’s it. Let someone else say I don’t have one

 right Look at the “tycoons” (that’s the word

 came up with a few years ago – it is for me

 a thief is a thief), they steal millions

 and they are all at large. As for me, if

 I’m going to steal a box of fucking matches, right now

 closed. Something definitely stinks here.

 If there is a law, it should be the same for everyone. V

 primarily for politicians, as they are in the vast majority

 all crooks. I would pick them all up and them

 also punished accordingly. My dear

 readers – we are a rotten country!

 Well, let’s leave our tycoons alone

 it is of course time for a new true story.

 The story is sacred, you won’t believe it –

 sex.

 Back in 1988, I was worried

 or rather, I was supported by six women.

 I was a paid lover. Stallion. These

 my girlfriends paid me everything from

 from the bank to swimming in the baths.

 They also bought me swimming trunks. Mine

 the only job was sex – a very nice job,

 I’ll tell you, but as it is, we’re done

 got tired of hanging out for about a year and

 parted amicably. To a male audience

 I have to write that every woman is crazy

 to good sex, but it will be at the beginning

 worked inaccessible to flirting.

 Flirting game! Women, in my opinion

 they edit to be noticed and sexually

 desirable as they end up spreading the legs

 to the best provider. This also applies to

 married. My precious little me,

 that sex has absolutely nothing to do with love.

 Sex is an instinct or simply a need

 pure pleasure, and this is definitely not a requirement

 for life together. Sex unites and

 at the same time it also destroys. See how much

 murders occur due to cheating partners,

 not to mention divorces. Why

 is this happening Because of sex. It probably does

 all my readers will agree with me.

 Cheating always hurts excruciatingly. Deceived

 I’ve been there three times, I guess in this direction

 I know something, in the direction of pains of this kind. A lot

 fate cruelly plays with the heart of the betrayed

 persons.

Well, I’d rather stop thinking

 started a story that is served with a huge

 amount of sex. I mean sex without

 possibilities of a long-term relationship. Just chemistry

 and pure pleasure. I don’t know the exact year, but

 it was probably 1987. I was then

 was a security guard at Lent events and

 I was a currier squared off. Everyday

 my friend and I “knocked down” at least after

 two women. I only knocked men down with

 a handful. I lived in Lent and towards

 in the end, my neighbors were already cross about it

 always new female faces. I can not

 I wouldn’t mind describing one in particular

 of a funny but terribly true event.

 One beautiful sunny July morning

 I’ll wake you up. Everything would be nice and

 fine, if there wasn’t a beautiful woman lying next to me

 and a completely naked woman. Good, nothing

 surprisingly new except that

 I don’t even know the woman under the point of “jnj”.

 A complete stranger lies in my bed

 and I have no idea how it arrived

 I am. I wondered for a few moments, but

 it was too difficult a question for my greys

 cells, so I just woke her up. Explanations

 I like how it fit in my songbook

 bed. I must have knocked her unconscious

 pestered for so long that she relented and

 crawled into my bed. We are getting to know each other

 continued immediately that beautiful morning

 and the next couple of days. In those days, with

 I am happy to remember. They were ooh, ah and ooh!

 A huge number of women “fell” for freedom

 and there will be a few more. To a female audience

 I must explain that not one of my own

 I didn’t lie, sweetheart. No, because it didn’t

 no sense.

I just wanted to have sex and I directly indicated that, sometimes

 even said out loud. I am of the opinion that with

 you don’t get very far any easier. That’s how I am and

 I will remain like that until my death.

 There are my personal rules, which

 I don’t cross them even by a millimeter.

 But let’s get back to sex. Without this

 there would be no children, among other things,

 so there would be no one. No women

 would we, the male tenants of this planet,

 can call their eggs “polejniks”

 (rotten egg)! There is a river that definitely

 strong as nails – a woman holds three ekes

 byte and one male subject. They are afraid

 crashes already if one supporter disappears. That is

 a pictorially literal ugly picture. Children

 the flowers were right. They wanted to create

 a world full of sex and love. They didn’t

 succeeded because the leading figures

 this idea did not fit in any way.

 They shot a couple of leading people and the idea of

 paradise on earth was nipped in the bud.

 Look. In our country, Tito was a dictator and

 currier Hitler was not a whore because

 he simply didn’t have time, and he’s still a fanatic

 was on top of everything. He had an orgasm

 when he occupied the new country. yes,

 pleasures are of course different.

 Let’s leave Hitler and Tito alone

 and let us return to the meaning of this writing.

 Loyalty to the grave is meant in

 mutual understanding, because without

 of mutual trust, which is the foundation

 two soul mates, it makes no sense at all

 start something permanent. It is in every marriage

 naturally present sex, which after a few years

 it becomes an obligation or a habit. This

 definitely not good, because both men and

 the two women begin to look after the others

 sexual objects. After viewing

 usually happens as expected. Quick

 sex with a fleeting acquaintance. Pure pleasure, just

 that after this pleasure you must see to it that

 the deception remains hidden. But not everything

 need to know.

 Let that be enough for today, because that’s all

 thinking about sex makes my balls start

 itching. My dears, have fun, but

 under no circumstances jump over the fence, because it has

 every door, you just have to find it

 need to.

 Bye-bye until the next issue and by all means

 thank you for buying “Kings” –

 believe me, we are all kings in our own way and

 queens of course. Ah, lest I forget.

 Thanks to the editors for publishing mine

 Tumaria. You are different with my stories

 they don’t want to get their hands dirty. bye!