A. (part 3)

Mariagrazia, Valentina and I went to Trakai. We did all the touristy things we could: eating kibinai, fried bread with cheese, šaltibarščiai (pink soup), entering the castle, renting pedal boats and then drinking beer along the lakeshore.

We returned to Vilnius in the afternoon and went straight to “Tappo D’oro”.

A. had written to me. And he had done it as if nothing had happened the night before. I thought this one had taken me for a fool.

He asked me to meet him. I said yes.

In hindsight, I know I should not have accepted. But A. was handsome. And I liked him.

I communicated my decision to the girls. We went home and I got ready. And I got ready knowing that A. and I would have made love for the first time that evening.

A. gave me an address. He had moved. He now lived on the seventh floor (no lift); the flat was on two floors, in the middle of which was a spiral staircase leading straight to his room.

We went upstairs, and A. led me to the terrace through the window. He had spread a cloth, there were two glasses of wine, and Vilnius at sunset. I thought ‘mamma mia, how French!’. A. had to read it in my eyes because he asked ‘Don’t you like it?”

It’s not that I didn’t like it, but it was too much for what we had to do.

We talked. I told him to his face that I wasn’t stupid and that I had understood perfectly why he had refused to kiss me the night before. He told me that he didn’t think I was stupid at all.

We went back to his room.

Considering the night before he shifted when I leaned forward for a kiss, because there were a lot of girls at “Republic No. 4”, and he didn’t want to burn his chances of some last-minute conquest, I challenged him.

Remember I told you that he had told me about his sexual relations with Lithuanian women? A. had also let slip some key information about the things he liked most: touching and kissing boobs, and receiving a bj.

I challenged him to satisfy me through penetration by only being able to ‘look, but don’t touch’ my breast. In addition, if he couldn’t do that, he would not have received a blowjob.

These men should be challenged more often. Trust me on this.

Making love to A. was beautiful. I had such a strong orgasm that I felt my soul leaving my body.

We remained embraced for hours. We smoked. And we laughed. Then, we said goodbye. I left.

And by left, I mean that two days later I left Lithuania.