That evening I was in a restaurant, with some old friends of mine. It was Patrizia’s birthday, and she invited me and all the others “old girls” of the group. It was been a long time we didn’t met all together: marriages, working troubles, a lot of things that made our friendship a little difficult. But this time, Patrizia wanted to invite all of us to have a nice evening all together, drinking and eating in a beautiful restaurant after all this time. So I wanted to appear as best as I could, and I decided to wear myself just like I was going to a meeting with a lover: my favourite black and white dress, short on my knees with the zip from the neck to the lower edge, my special jeans coat, my black boots, and my “Valerie” stockings, with black bra and black transparent panties, a gift of my husband for my 31’s birthday: I love that lingerie!!! The food was great, and the wine was better, even if I am not used to drink too much, and my friends were very very glad, and they started to joke as usuall, telling me: “Brunetta, you are still the same old whore! Take a look at how you are wearing!!!” , or “Brunetta! It’s Patrizia’s birthday, not a sex party! Let some men also for us!!!” and things like these: it was like to go back to some years before!!!. But I know that my friends Patrizia, Cristina, Barbara, Simona and Daniela loves to drink a little more. And they also likes to have fun dancing. So, after the restaurant we went to a disco, keeping on drink again and being happy and funny for our meeting and for Patrizia’s 32 years birthday. It was finally late, Barbara and Simona, that came with me on my car, were disappeared by a lot of time (with who??? Oh, well, Simona is married, Barbara is not, but they will never stop to have fun!!!), it was time to go home, and I went to Patrizia and the others to say goodbye.
-Are you feeling okay? Have you drunk too much to drive???- She asked me, but the problem was that she was more, more drunk than me! Effectivelly,... Les hele novellen
