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Ti amo e ti adoro mio tesoro!
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Ti amo e ti adoro mio tesoro! Blog Update Lots going on and super busy lately. The PCS Pet Project of Italy has had numerous events and meetings to prepare for those events. Our audit went well and just as we’re getting ready to officially change Treasurers the incoming treasurer gets a full time job and is talking about resigning. I’m frustrated with the amount of work there is to do and how much doesn’t get done if I don’t do it. We have meetings, the other officers have great ideas, I expect them to follow it through but if I don’t do it nothing gets done, very frustrating! We’ve helped over 30 families moving in and out of the community so I know there is a need but if we can’t find replacements to pick up the mantle of actually running the organization will die. I’ve been going non-stop since we got back from Turkey. My Italian Love and I got to go to the Crosby, Stills & Nash concert on the 3rd. It was fabulous. Actually the whole weekend was a musical love fest of epic proportions! The first full week of October I did my yearly volunteering at the arts & crafts center to make ceramic pumpkins for carving and painting classes. I made 22 ceramic pumpkins in 8-9 hours over 2 days, plus showed a friend of mine and employees how to make them. I talked to a local dance studio about taking Belly Dancing classes, took my free class and took several professional dance lessons with my sexy massage therapist’s husband, Drew. It was fun but I won’t be continuing at 400 euro for 12 lessons. I am going to try to continue the belly dancing class for a month and see how it goes. I also dropped off the Knights suit jacket to him. That was a refreshing role reversal. The Knight was basically begging me to take him home with me. He just couldn’t fathom why my being in love with my Italian Love should stop me from fucking him. If it hadn’t been sad it would have been funny as it was it was quite the ego booster to be the pursued instead of the other way around while I was seeing him. The horny people chasing me are just coming out of the woodwork lately. The guy that went with me to Amsterdam the last trip was hinting that he was available again, sorry not interested. Mrs. M popped back up on the radar briefly. I didn’t even respond to her. All these Italian guys at the concerts I go to with my Italian Love, which is ironic considering I couldn’t get an Italian man to look at me for over 2 years going out alone or with other Americans. And the latest most interesting pursuer a Hell’s Angels local Chapter boss who is friends with my Italian Love but obviously thinks everyone should share and play well together. He is a real character, harmless but persistent. He told me he knew the minute he looked in my eyes that I loved sex and was more of a woman than anyone he’s met in years. I told him he sure saw a lot in our first meeting. That he was correct I do love sex and what he was seeing was how well taken care of I am by my Italian Love. The one common theme among most of them (the Hell’s Angel is unknown at this point) is that they all seem to think that because I’m in an open marriage and free to fuck anyone I want that I should fuck anyone who wants me and all are flabbergasted I’m saying no because I’m in love. As if a slut like me can’t possibly have enough scruples to not fuck around on the 2 men she loves dearly. The Viking Mistress Saga seems to be over at least for now. The entire first week of October the Viking was forwarding me volumes of emails between the 2 of them. She started pushing for attention and another visit. He decided that was the perfect opportunity to deal with the issues of how they could continue with her not wanting to be secondary, and she and I at complete odds. He initially was looking for answers from her about how to make things work, how they could continue when everything she seemed to want was our marriage, how to reconcile her not willing to be secondary and how she wanted or could fit into our lives. She basically blamed all the problems or failures in their relationship on me calling me a jealous, psycho, manipulative, co-dependent, abusive bullying, non-poly wife. If it weren’t for me, they apparently would have the perfect relationship. He persisted and pushed trying to get her to address what she wanted, how she thought it could work and she persisted in putting the responsibility on him to figure out how to make it work for her and on me for it not working. Basically telling him if he really loved her to fight for her and find a way to make it all work. I commented on the parts I felt were really relevant or needed to be addressed between he and I. By the 2nd or 3rd day he said he was cutting all contact with her including the friendship. I pointed out that nothing that he was sending her said that to her and asked how he was reconciling that. He got all pissed off, told me he wasn’t talking about her anymore no matter what happened. We had a large fight where I basically told him that he could take all the time he wanted alone. I’d rather him take some time alone get his shit together than be a grumpy asshole when we do interact or visit. He lives in another country and is under no obligation to deal with me but that if he wanted our marriage to work he couldn’t just say they were over and we were never going to talk about it. He tried to get me to cancel my long weekend plans to go visit him. I told him if he really missed me that much to come home for the weekend because it was cheaper and easier for him than it was for me. He’d been bitching about being short on money anyway. Needless to say he didn’t come home and I didn’t go to Turkey. Lil Bit got to go with good friends of mine to Disney Paris for the long Columbus day weekend so my Italian Love and I had our first long chunk of time together. Lil Bit had an incredible time in Paris with her new adopted family. She had 2 days at Disney Paris, the aquarium and the Eiffel Tower. My weekend with my Italian Love was amazing. He made me dinner Friday night, had a red long stemmed rose waiting for me. Then we went out for drinks and music but the music wasn’t to our liking so we went home to bed. We slept in Sat and had a lazy day until he had to get ready for his private party performance. He asked me to go with him but I didn’t feel comfortable with it since it was a private party. I’m glad I didn’t go since it was tight quarters. I made eggplant parm with the last of the seasons eggplants and took it for our lunch the next day. I met up with him and the singer at their favorite local pub for drinks. Then back to his place for another amazing night and sleeping late the next morning. Sunday I helped him translate an original song he wrote from Italian into English. He spent Sunday night at my house so the dogs weren’t alone again. It was an amazing weekend of fabulous mind blowing sex, sweet tender cuddling, and lots of loving conversations. We decided to make the most of the time we have together and made plans for breakfast, lunch dates and stealing an hour of time here or there whenever we could during the week. He’s been used for sex so many times before he worries about just being a weekend lover and I want to make sure he understands he is so much more than that to me. We’ve had some serious talks about what we want and need from each other. We’re both madly in love but don’t want to make demands or be an intrusion on each other’s lives. We don’t know how the future for us will play out but we do know that we want to be in each other’s lives permanently if we can. We are maximizing this time that we have together, reveling in this amazing love we’ve found and taking things as they come, while we figure out what the future will hold for us. After the long weekend I re-engaed with the Viking and told him if he wanted to be alone to just do it and when he was ready to work on our marriage then I’d be here. Then he decided to open up and start talking to me about the issues brought up during the break-up discussions with the Mistress. We’re still having deep conversations about that. He seems to have bought into her belief that I am not capable of being poly and will only share him on my terms. Which simply isn’t true at all. He just doesn’t want to see or admit that my reactions were severe because of the severity of his betrayal and that triggered a severe CPTSD emotional flashback for me which wouldn’t happen if he were open and honest with me. He seems worried our marriage may not survive this and frankly I’m not completely sure it can at least not in the way he wants it to. There are just some things we can’t get back we can only evolve and find a new, hopefully better version of us. He wants the old us back and I don’t. I want something better than what we were. The old us lead us to this betrayal and months of anguish and mistreatment. I won’t ever go back to that again. I won’t ever go back to allowing myself to only have him for a support network. I need to have friends and other lovers who understand me and fulfill all the other pieces of me that he doesn’t. Like the creative side of me with music, art, or the sweet loving tenderness that is so rare from him. The universe sent me the perfect love when it aligned to put me in my Italian Love’s arms despite all odds against it. I am determined to learn from the past, enjoy every second of the present and allow the future to be the bright shining star it has the potential to be. Take care, love each other well and let my love find you where ever you are. Kisses, L  Kisses, LA    |
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Good luck with your love. Kisses
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GOOD
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WE WANT NEW PICS PLEASEEEEEEE!!!!
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10/21/2015 8:59 pm |
Sounds like a the Italian guy is one lucky guy!!  Hugs
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10/21/2015 5:52 pm |
You always look stunning, Peach. And that is one magnificent Dane! 400 Euro for twelve lessons? Ouch! Mind you, I know a guy who spent that same amount on a handjob in Munich...I guess he didn't realize that he could just DIY it for free. 
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Very Nice!!! I love sex in the first meeting!!
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muy bien guapa!!!
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