PURPLE LOVE

On Christmas night 2010 Dubrovnik old city was winded with rain. In “Luci’s” bar a happy company was celebrating Christmas. They were singing a troubadour’s song:

Amidst the city’s stillness

And beauty that fell asleep

A silent guitar is heard

A lovely music of the night…

The mood in the bar was high. Bar tender Mario was offering a round of free drinks for everyone.

- Pero… He said. — Have a beer on the house…?

- Oh no…? Replied Pero. — I already had a few…

- Have another one… insisted Mario. –It’s Christmas night…

- Okay… said Pero. — But I’m leaving soon…

- Way…asked Mario. — We just started the party…

- It’s close to eleven…answered Pero. — I already had several beers…

Mario put the glass of beer on the bar in front of him.

- Captain is leaving us…. He said to the others.

- Way… asked Josko. — We just started the party…?

- He’s going to dance somewhere else… said Mirjana. — Maybe to “Culto”…

- But he is too old for “Culto”… added Josko. — Only youngsters are there…

- He is going too look for young girls… said Lenci. — For sure…

- I see… said Josko. — He’s an old bastard…

- Oh no… said Pero. — I have some friends there…

In a while the company resumed to sing a troubadour song:

If you went to sleep

Have a nice night my dear

This company’s coming

To sing a song for you…

Soon Pero finished the beer. He put the coat on.

- Have a good luck… said Josko. — Meet a beautiful girl…

- Thanks… answered Pero. — Have a nice time tonight…

Pero was walking on Stradun winded with rain. As he could not open the umbrella his hear became wet. Rain was hitting his face what made him to feel even worse.

Taxi was taking him to “Culto”. He was still wondering way he left “Luci’s” bar. He was feeling good there. But something that he could not coprehend was pushing him. Some unnatural power was stronger than his will.

- Pero, how do you celebrate Christmas? Asked driver.

- Good… replied Pero. — I was at “Luci’s” bar…

- How was there…?

- Beautiful… said Pero. — I had a good company there…

Taxi stopped in front of “Culto”. Pero got out. Entering in the bar delighted him. A disco music was breaking out. All the youngsters inside the room were dancing.

He hanged the coat on a hanger. All around him were youngsters. Most of them were dancing. He tried to pass through the crowd but it was very hard. Finely the waiter brought a beer for him.

A disco music was filling the bar. The youngsters were happily dancing all around. The whole room was imbued with a dancing magic.

Being alone squeezed by youngsters did not please him. He moved a little further on. None of his friends were here. Finely he recognized three girls he new from earlier. He commenced dancing with them.

The girls were happy and good dancers. They were surrounding him. Pero started dancing faster. He was lowering the body down to the floor. He was happily sized by music and dance. Finely he kneeled on the floor what attracted the girls so much. They were doing a show of dance around him. He was dancing on the knees with the hands high over his body.

Youngsters in the room were fastening upon music and dance. Pero was still dancing on the floor being grasped by the mood in the bar. The whole place was dancing upon disco rhythmus. Being attracted with the splendid mood in the room satisfied him.

A group of boys and girls called Pero to dance with them. They were dancing on a little higher stand. Soon he joined them for a dance. One of the girls teached him for some sways. Pero was twisting the hands with the rhythmus of rock. The happy company was captured with the mood of dance.

Pero took a break for a while. He ordered another beer. All around him was a crowd. Disco music was breaking out. The mood in the bar was great.

Suddenly he noticed a girl waving the hand to him at lower part of the bar. She was in a company with other two girls. One of them was really beautiful and sexy. Her extraordinary exposed tits attracted him very much.He approached them.

- She wants to meet you… said the girl who was waving the hand. She showed to the girl nearby.

- Okay… answered Pero. — I’ll come down…

He came down the steps and he approached them. Taking a look at the girl in the middle excited him..

“She is beautiful…” He said for himself. “Extraordinary…”

The brownish hair was framing the lovely face. The black eyes were showing incredible beauty. The girl was smiling to him.

Taking another look at her delighted him. She wore a transparent blouse that showed the beauty of her exuberant breasts. The beautiful round tits of a large size were nicely visible. Even the firm nipples were showing under the silk.

- My name is Pero… He said.

- Antonia… replied the girl.

The other two girls said their names. Ines was brownish, slim girl with a sweet smile on her face. Ivana was blondish, a lovely girl.

The music was loud and captivating. Pero was dancing with the girls. Antonia’s beauty was glaring in front oh him.

“She is so sexy…” He murmured. “A lovely girl….”

Youngsters were dancing around them. Being imbued with a music and mood in the room amused Pero. The beautiful girl Antonia was dancing in front of him. He fall in love with her.

In a while Paolo arrived. He was one of his friends, much younger than him. He met the girls but he left soon.

Pero remained alone with the girls. Dancing and twisting his body a lot amused him. His glance was mainly steamed against Antonia. Her beautifull face, lovely eyes and sweet smile attracted him. Watching her breasts and lovely, sexy body pleased him. He could not believe that such splendid girl could exist. Every part of her was so sweet and delightfull. Perfectly chosen cloth showed all her beauties.

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Next morning Pero awaked with the picture of Antonia in his minds. The passed night in “Culto” was incredibly pleasant to him. He fell in love again with an attractive, young girl.

“I’ve to meet her again…?” He whispered. “She is so attractive…”

Remembering the whole details of the party impressed him. Especially the beautiful girl Antonia were occupying his minds. Realizing that he was in love again gratified him.

“Antonia…” He murmured. “I’ve to remember the name…”

Same evening he went for a walk. Antonia’s pretty face was on his mind all the time. He reached “Culto” after sometimes. Some of his friends were sitting in the bar.

- I met a beautiful girl… He said. — Last night here…

- Sure… added Mato. — How does she look…?

- Lovely face… said Pero. — Beautiful black eyes… And very sexy…

- Good… added Stijepo. — What’s her name…?

- Antonia…

- Have you got a phone number? Asked Zoran.

- I haven’t… replied Pero. — It was so noisy here…

- Pity… added Robert. — You could meet her again…?

- I believe…. Said Pero. — I’ll meet her sometimes…

Sitting with the friends made him to feel pleasant. He did not notice Antonia in the bar. His minds were occupied with her most of the time.

He glanced throughout the bar for a few times but he did not see her sweet face. Being afraid that he will not recognize her again harassed him. He was not sure if he beared in mind her face good enough. Knowing that she was extraordinary beautifull pleased him.

He was dreaming her every moment of the day. Her sweet face and lovely body were in his minds all the time.

“I’ve to meet her” He thought. “ I must do…”

He left “Culto” late that night. A short walk to the car pleased him. The coldness of the night refreshed his body. Being disappointed that he did not meet Antonia tonight discouraged him.

The next day was similar. He was again with his friends in “Culto”. Her face was constantly in his minds. He have to meet her soon…

- Have you met your girlfriend? Stijepo asked him.

- No…

- Pity… added Robert.

- I believe I’ll meet her… said Pero. — Soon or later…

They were happily talking. Looking throughout the bar for Antonia pursued Pero. An image of her sweet face was occupying his minds nearly all the time.

He did not see her in the bar tonight. But where she could be. An idea that he would not see her again tortured Pero.

Coldness of the winter influenced his mentality. He believed that a love was stronger in this season of the year. How could he love the girl so much? And he saw her only once that night. It was Christmass eve, he remembered.

“I love her too much…” He murmured. “Unbelievable…”

He remembered he had so many girls in his life but never he loved a girl so enthusisticaly. It must be something heavenly in this love. Her sweet vision was not leaving his minds at all.

“Wher could I meet her?” He thought. “Where…”

The days were passing but Pero did not meet Antonia again. He was usually sitting with his friends in “Culto” and the other bars, but he did not see her again.

Dreaming her sweet face and sexy body every day disturbed him. He wanted to kiss her sweet lips more than anything else.

“Antonia… He murmured. “I wish your lips…”

Her tits were extraordinary sexy, he remembered. I want to touch them… To kiss them…

Being of a large size the tits were incredibly prominent and sexy. I want to kiss them…

“Antonia… He whispered. “Where’re you now…?”

For New Year eve Pero was in old city with his friend Niko. The celebration was really good. The main street Stradun was full of people. The night was cold but dry.

There was the stage built under the clock tower. Nano was singing with his group mainly the songs from Dubrovnik. A troubadour song was resounding over Stradun. Everybody on the street was dancing.

“Down the streets of my town

Troubadours are singing

Guitars and mandolins resounding

In the clear night of the city…”

- Really good music…said Niko. — I did not expect such a fun…?

- Nano is good singer… added Pero. — And very amusing guy…

Having a happy night with his friend Niko satisfied Pero. He was singing and dancing in the street. A visage of Antonia came up to his minds for many times.

-Antonia… He thought. -Where’s your sweet face?

Happiness of New Year passed but he did not meet Antonia. His love was still incredibly enthusiastical. Wondering how he could feel so much for the girl he hardly even knew amused him.

Dreaming about her very often gave him a kind of satisfaction. In his dreams he was kissing and caressing her sexy body. Her sexy body was entirely nude in his arms.

“I need you my love…” He whispered. “ I wish you…”

In evenings he was usually in “Culto” with his friends. Expecting that he would meet her sometimes there inspired him. Unfortunatelly he did not see Antonia any of those days.

“ Antonia…” He murmured. “ My sweet love…”

His dreams became more rapturous and erotic. Dreaming of making love with her were arousing him. Her lovely, sexy tits were in his hands. Her beautifull ass…

During cold winter days he was aspiring after Antonia but he did not see her again. Most evenings or nights he used to spend with his friends. Antonia was still strongly held in his feelings and the soul even if her visage was growing pale a day after day. Being afraid that he will hardly recognize her again tortured him.

“But the name…” He said silently. “I have to remember the name… Antonia…”

Antonia took part of his soul and his everyday meditations. He found a place for her in his life even if he had been married. Anyway he was not in good relation with his wife any more.

Making love with her in his dreams were giving a lot of pleasure to him. He was caressing her sexy, nude body. His fingers were touching her wet pussy. A sweet orgasm overcame her…

“Antonia…” He murmured. “ My sexy love…”

The image of Antonia had been growing pale even if he did not like it. Long winter days were sad without her sweet face. Her sweet smile disappeared. Her lovely eyes…