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My name is Ana. I?m twenty-four years old. I?m quite short, only five foot six. I have black hair, which I wear to my shoulders in a ponytail. I wear glasses most of the time?although not in bed, of course! I have a scar on my belly from where I had to have surgery when I was young.I?m from a small town called Prades in Spain, and I grew up with just my mum because my dad passed when I was young. As it was just me and mum, it fell to her to teach me about the birds and the bees.She said, ?Don?t sleep with a lot of guys, Ana?it?s better when you know them and have feelings. But once you?ve got one you like, don?t let him sleep! Make sure he doesn?t want to, in fact! Keep him at it night and day!?It was advice I took to heart when I had a passionate relationship when I was nineteen. His name was Luca. We lost our virginities together, and it was pretty no-holds-barred for six months. There wasn?t much left new for me to experience once we broke up.Except for revenge sex.*Yes, Luca cheated on me. Told me Ataşehir Escort (http://www.viviescort.com/) he thought I wouldn?t mind. That we were just having fun. I cried like I hadn?t since dad died. If he?d had the decency to break up with me first, I could have lived with that. But, no. It was like, ?Oh, by the way, I banged someone else. Sorry. Now, want to come over tonight?'I withdrew to lick my wounds. I cried for days and began to plot my revenge.First, I needed an ally. I found it in his sister, who was sympathetic. I couldn?t turn her against him, but I used her for information. I found out where Luca was taking his new girlfriend for a romantic getaway.Pretending to be the girlfriend, I phoned up and enquired which room they would be in. Then I booked the room next to that one for myself.*Now, I needed a helper. His name was Pau. He was a friend who did quite a physical job?believe it or not, he was a zoo keeper. Not romantic, perhaps, but it kept him in good shape. I hadn?t slept Ataşehir Escort Bayan (http://www.viviescort.com/) with him before, but I knew he reciprocated my crush on him, so it would be a simple matter of reeling him in.I took Pau out for a drink. I told him I was looking to date again, kissed him goodnight, asked him to join me for a surprise the next night, if he wanted to, of course. He was a great kisser. I knew I was in for a treat the next evening.The trap was set. Pau and I checked in. We lay on the bed making out, but I resisted him. Not until I knew that Luca and his ladyfriend were in the next room. I waited, but they didn?t come. So Pau and I repaired to the bar for an aperitif. They were there. Luca spotted me and raised his glass awkwardly. I walked over.?Hi, Luca. This is???Maria,? said the woman, holding her hand out.?Nice to meet you. I?m here on a date. Bit nervous, to be honest. First date out since?you know.? And I winked at Luca. Maria frowned.?Ah,? said Luca, who looked Escort Ataşehir (http://www.viviescort.com/) like he wished the ground would swallow him up. ?Well, good luck.??Thanks, Luca. I?m glad there?s no bad blood between us. You taught me a lot. I won?t forget that.??Ahem, thanks. Well, it was nice seeing you, Ana???Yeah, I?d better go. Mustn?t let the fish off the hook!? I winked at Maria this time and indicated Pau.Maria smiled the coldest, fakest smile I?d ever seen.?Who was that?? I heard her ask as I left them, sashaying towards Pau. Twenty minutes later, the bedroom door closed behind us.He pushed me gently against the wall and kissed me passionately. I threw my arms around his neck. He smelled delicious, rich and masculine. I kissed his neck and then threw my arms up so he could pull my blouse off. I helped him with his t-shirt and couldn?t resist running my fingers down his muscular chest.We kissed, still standing in the hallway, and he practically tore my bra off. He knelt, kissing my torso and my breasts. He kissed me all over above the waist. He kissed my shoulders. He kissed my sides. He planted a long kiss on my belly button and even popped his tongue in there (I have a deep navel), which I liked. Sensing that I might be insecure about it, he kissed my scar warmly. *He took me by the hand and led me to the bed.