All students had to go to work at one hotel resort for our intership, in the third year at the high school. It was just for couple of weeks in June. I had to go with a group of five girls and one of these girls was Camille and because all girls hated me I had to share my room with Can. She was very excited about it, but i wasn't. She was always bringing me breakfast from the dowstairs restaurant and I was paying her back by talking to her. After the intership we met during the summer at the public pool and in the candy shop. On the day of my birthday she send me a text message. "You are my best friend." She told me once. And I knew, that I was also the only friend she had. I liked her in some way, so it made me little sad when she interuppted her studies in the last year of the high school. She wrote me a letter to say goodbye - she moved to to Capital city to look for a work. Few months later i got a postcard from Austria, which she send me.
Today, a years later, I'm sitting at the table with Kitty Hott in front of me. She is still skinny and her white blouse is bearly holding together, because of her big fake boobs, and is contrasting with her tanned skin. Her lips are glossy and pouty thanks to the collagen injections and waves of her dark red extentended hair are reaching to her waist. She was speaking fluently and her eyes were sparkling in the light of the candle, which was sitting on our table. She smiled and her smile show off her perfectly white and straight teeth. She ordered a green tea, I ordered a espresso with milk. I offerd her a cigarette.She refused. I was not a big smoker, but I started again a week ago..
"You should not smoke," She said thersely. "It's not healthy." Without any comment I lighted my cigarette and exhaled the smoke to my left side - away from her.
"There must be some cause for death, right?" I smiled and she shaked her head. Strange, i taught, to see her again. She was telling me about her trip to capital city. She moved in with her cousin and she was working in the video store. One day she met Gustav in one small bar and he offer her a job on the erotic video chat site...yep, he offered it to that unnoticeble Can..
"You would be suprised what turn some people on..some crazy shit.." She said witout any excitement. She was rocking that Lolita look and it was giving her a lots of customers. One of her customers was Stefano, older austrian owner of the production company, which was specializing in the adults movies.
To my suprise, she was really enjoying to work in the porn industry and thanks to her workoholism and her relationship with Stefano, she bacome the actress with the most work and one of the most popular and well known porn actress in nowdays. She said she is not visiting home at all..Her relations to her family is not good and she has better life in Austria. This time she came, because her father, who is very ill.
"He called me a week ago..He said he wants to see me." She said and took a sip of her tea. "Can you believe? I did not see him or talk to him for five years..and now this?" She was still not sure if she wants to see him. She told me few times before, that her father was physicly and mentaly abusive. Her mother was weak and she was just quitly watching how her husband was beating her daughter. As soon Camille turned eighteen she left the house and moved to the capital city.
"I think he wants to make a peace..I guess it is very bad with his health and he wants to leave with the clean table." She said. " I can not forgive him eighteen years of abusement and fear. I don't understand why did I drove here." She was shaking her head.
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That Bitch..
Storie d'amoreI was not born a bitch, i became one..thanks to you.. He pulled my hair back, i felt his breath on my neck.."You like to play, huh?" I whispered feeling his desire..He looked in my eyes..I could see the fire in his eyes.."..than you will cry." I sai...
