Any form of social aggregation requires the existence of rules that discipline its function and organs that guarantee the observance, even by force, of these rules...
This morning I make an umpteenth attempt to study Civil Law, but when I get to the middle of the third line I am dizzy from the ridiculously small print of the textbook. So I close the book, turn on the Pentium laptop, log onto the Internet, start Emule and begin downloading a porno video with Anita Blond and Rocco Siffredi and in the meantime I start looking for photos of Petra Verkaik for my collection. I find a few interesting ones and save them in documents/pictures. In the end I give in to the temptation to wank off, regretting it as soon as I come because I want to go back to sleep.
I clean the floor of my room with a tissue and lie on the bed leafing through the November issue of 'Max'. Then I hear the Pentium make the little noise that means someone is calling on Messenger, I sit at the computer and start chatting with Tony.
Tony writes:
Hi Leo.
Leo writes:
Hi.
Tony writes:
Whatya doin?
Leo writes:
I'm supposed to be studying...
Tony writes:
Jessica?
Leo writes:
Everything OK.
Tony writes:
This evening?
Leo writes:
There's a sex party at Labyrinth.
Tony writes:
Right
Leo writes:
And that escort site? What's it called?
Tony writes:
www.escort.it
Leo writes:
Some of the photos weren't bad at all.
I launch Internet Explorer and visit the site. Then I return to the screen with the conversation with Tony.
Tony writes:
Found it?
Leo writes:
Yeah... I want to find one with big tits...
Tony writes:
No problem!
Leo writes:
Where?
Tony writes:
http://www.lucirosse/203400012.htm
Leo writes:
I've already seen those... all flat as plates...
Tony writes:
Anything special happen last night?
Leo writes:
Well
Leo writes:
Claudio pissed
Leo writes:
Max pissed
Leo writes:
Me pissed
Leo writes:
Jessica was pissed too
Tony writes:
Brilliant... everybody pissed
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LAST CUBA LIBRE
Fiksi UmumIf you're looking for a gripping read, look no further than "Last Cuba Libre". Meet Jessica, who's a bit of a slag. Claudio, who rocks designer threads and snorts lots of cocaine. Then there's Tony, cruising in his Porsche, leaving a trail of broken...