Hi dear readers of my blog!

That's interesting to know why people need memories, they are not always good, but there are those from which there's a big smile or the heart starts beating faster...

I want to tell you a story from my younger age: I was 17 years old, went with my parents on a summer vacation at the seaside... And there on one of the beautiful sunny beach days, I saw him, our eyes met and something flicked. Do you know such emotions? He was a foreigner. But...... He was 61, older than my dad and I'm 17...

One day my parents went on an excursion and I went to the beach alone and we got to know each other, spent the whole day together, and in the evening we walked along the embankment and ate ice cream))))) And this went on for exactly a week until he got me... he kissed me))))) He was funny. Clever, too. He was dynamic, energetic, charming and made me laugh hysterically. He flattered me constantly and I loved it. He wasn’t rich, or dashing, or even overly charming. But somehow, I found him magnetic and soon we started meeting secretly to continue our flirtatious dalliance. I tried to attract attention in every possible way and I could do it.

But for some reason after our meetings, he quickly left saying that he needs to go. I have never seen him after that((((( But why did he run away? What could have frightened him so much but it felt so good?

My memories of him for a long time did not leave me. But the emotions that he gave me, I want to experience again, so I'm here. I would like to meet a man with whom I will be happy. I hope you would not leave me even for a minute?;)

XO
Nina