Chapter 50 50 Bettina and the Cactus

That night, that Bernd called from the cafe.I am Bernd, he said.After a few minutes of nonsense, Bettina remembered that she had just exchanged phone numbers with this man in a café.After the phone call, Bettina lay on the bed imagining how she fell in love with Bernd.She couldn't remember what he, this Bernd, looked like.The next day, this Bernd will come to visit Bettina.Bettina spent half a day dyeing her hair, taking a shower, putting on makeup, etc.That evening, when Bernd stood at her door, Bettina saw right away that she preferred to spend the time in other ways.The man stood there without causing the slightest fluctuation in her heart.

"sit down!" "thanks!" silence. "You're doing pretty well here." "Thank you! Would you like something to drink?" "Aha. Why not?" The sound came from the throat, it was too loud.Other than that, there was silence. "Had a great time yesterday. Well, didn't you?" "Ah, yes. Well, of course." The man stood up. "Can I just take a look?" He stood in front of the bookshelf. "Oh, of course." He tilted his head ridiculously, reading the words on the spine of the book.He kept moving his feet on one side.Tilt it up, put it down.Tilt it up, put it down.Bettina wanted to tell him... "Ah, Tucholsky. Hmm. Do you like reading Tucholsky's books?"

"Ok." "Me too. He's so... so..." "yes." The man coughed a few times and sat down again with great difficulty.He coughed a few times, then stood up again, walked around for a while, and looked at a very bad painting hanging on the wall for a while. "I love art. I grew up with Warhol." You people, Bettina thought, grew up with Warhol and Mapplethorpe, and your parents used to hide Jews in basements.You bastards.Bernd sat down again.This time sitting on the sofa, next to Bettina.Bettina folded her arms across her chest.The man leaned forward and picked up his glass.Then she opened her arms and put one arm on the back of the sofa behind Bettina's head.

"Haha. Weird. We're sitting here now. We didn't even know each other not long ago. Didn't we?" Bettina said nothing.Her eyes stared up at the ceiling.She doesn't feel well.She stood up, went to the window, and looked out.The man also stood up, walked towards the window, and stood behind Bettina, looking out.He put his arms around Bettina from behind.His bad smell blew past her ear, then made a sudden turn and entered her left nostril.In front of Bettina was a pot of succulent plants.She grabbed it with her hands.This plant is easily uprooted from the soil.She turned and pressed the plant to the man's head.The cactus stayed on the man's head for only a moment before it slid sideways down his face and onto the ground.The man stood there quietly.He looked down at the cactus and up at Bettina.The expression on his face was absolutely silly.Then he took a handkerchief from his coat pocket and wiped it on his head.

"Yes, alas." The man smiled. "I'll be..." He nodded, and walked across the room like a dog, toward the door.He closed the door from the outside.Bettina sighed.She should have thought it all funny, but she didn't.She wailed for a while as she washed the makeup off her face. Thom and Nora are in love, but things can't be this bad Tom and Nora haven't arrived in Venice yet.Less than three hours away from Venice, the two of them were sitting on the grass by the canal.They wore almost nothing because of the heat.They looked at each other and it just happened.Tom fell in love with Nora, and Nora really fell in love with Tom.Tom was in love with Nora because she was very young and delicate, and because her skin was smooth and her hair was long and golden.He fell in love with her because he felt he had to protect her; because he felt experienced and manly around her; because she belonged to him and admired him; because he Felt like her first man; because she was here; because he was cool.Norah was really in love with Tom, because he was manly and handsomer than any boys she knew; because he was mature; because he was smart; because he was there; Life will change because of him; because he looks more handsome than Kurt Cobain.They both dropped the bread with cheese at the same time and started kissing.Originally, Nora thought that kissing was not good, but this time it was really beautiful.Maybe it was because she had never kissed such a handsome man before.What matters is not the feeling of kissing, but the meaning of kissing.For Nora, this kiss meant a life together, never being alone again, having someone who belonged only to her.For Tomze, however, the kiss was the first step in the sexual act.His hands stroked Nora's tiny breasts.At the same time, the body rubbed desperately against Nora's briefs.Nora let him fiddle with it.Everything is about her future.Everything will definitely be different with other men.Tom took off his pants.For a split second, Nora felt embarrassed.Out of shyness, she buried her face in his chest.Tom took one of her hands and put it on his tail.Nora wondered why her hand was there.She pressed down with her hand.Tom groaned.Nora let go.Tom could no longer think.He quickly inserts his cock into Nora and starts fucking.He had never had a girl so young, so thin.He felt strong and fuckable.Nora cast a quick glance at Tom.The way he looks during intercourse feels strange.She didn't feel anything but the air was moving, a little hot, and a little sinking.Tom knelt before Nora and lifted her legs up.He watched himself enter Nora's body and felt powerful, and thought Nora was so cute.Nora thought the position of her legs was obscene and obscene.For a moment, Nora felt no love at all, she felt alone.By this time Thom had finished his work, and fell down in the grass, and soon fell silent and fell asleep.It wasn't the first time for Nora to stand up.But it was the first time without drink, the first time without hatred, the first time with love, and it was because of this that she never felt so dirty.The word dirty came to Nora very suddenly, plus the feeling of dirty.She was walking around with so much filth that she didn't know where to go.When her foot hit a tin can, she crouched down and took it in her hand.She looked at the ripples in the tin cover and tried to cut her own arm with it.

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