Lovers of Freedom

Chapter 1 Underwear

 Everything started during my winter holidays in a posh hotel somewhere in London. An Irish fellow of mine came up with the idea of us traveling from London to Ireland by car. Everyone accepted and the idea was to get to Holyhead in Wales, and take the ferry from there to the Irish capital.

Soon, I found myself getting to an extremely fancy car; Barry Bendson, a good friend of mine was driving. Barry, gorgeous and driven, convinced me with extreme determination that I was meant to take the co-pilot seat next to him and select all the music. This was a very bad choice because my taste in music was stuck in another era, yet, I did not discuss with him. I sat next to him and I observed how Valeria Guillén and Andreina Escalona got inside the car as well. Valeria and Andreina were my childhood friends. We had been friends when we were in Venezuela, and during that specific winter holiday they were visiting me in the U.K. The ladies were there due to their parent's sponsorship, and I need to admit that my situation was also the same. I had graduated not long ago from my Music production undergrad degree and the ladies and I were lucky middle-high class Venezuelan girls with European passports.

Benedict Cooper, another friend was in his own car too. His mother had Colombian descent and his mix-raced skin just made him the most handsome of my English mates. Inside the car also were Luigi Mere and David Griffin as Ben's companions. Daniela Giorgi my course mate was in a third car with Tom Houben, another course mate and my long-time friend-nemy, and Peter Glover, my best friend.

You must be thinking that we were a lot of people or that perhaps we should have hired a van, and I sincerely agree, yet, Barry, Lui and Ben enjoyed driving and they did not mind spending all that money. After all, they were older than the girls and I by a couple of years and they just wanted the adventure.

As every road trip ever there was a problem. Some of our friends got lost in the highway and we ended up staying in a dirty Inn in the middle of nowhere. The Inn was equivalent to a two star motel in the US I perceived. We asked for rooms in the reception and then we bought pints of beers from the pub next door.

Luz Carrillo, a crazy Spanish girl I had met in a festival one time, and had been friends with me ever since showed up in the pub. None of us knew who had invited her but she had followed us with her motorcycle, and she was wearing nice leather pants with an also nice leather jacket. She looked really pretty and I could see how my mates were salivating for her. Luz and I didn't speak much during that night but I did observe how a wasted David tried to kiss her a couple or times. David managed to kiss her after the third attempt. Did she wanted it? Yes. Was it abuse? No. A little bit of background here: David had always had a crush on her and she also had feelings for him. I concluded that it was David who invited her.

The kiss was racy. David had pushed her onto a table , and he was sucking and licking the exposed bits of her body. He continuously put his tongue in her mouth and she had surrendered completely to him, holding him close, and not allowing him to escape.

They were basically eating each other.

After all the banter we were giving them, all the screaming "get a room" continuously, we ended up being kicked out of the pub manager.

That night I was staying in the same room as Peter and Andreina. I sat on a cheap looking sofa and we played cards, also joking about. The conversation I remember having went as follows:

"You know mate, I have been having these strange dreams lately..." said Peter suddenly as he dragged another card from the bunch.

"Have you now?" I said smiling, having another sip of my beer (I forgot to mention we bought bottled beers from the pub before they made us leave) I hated beer but it was all the pub had so I had no choice.