When the room darkened, he heard her name CHRYSA over and over. she shook herself off the bed because she had been lying down. It was not the first time. For days this situation continued. No matter how much she searched, she could not find its source. Tomorrow she will wake up early. she got up and looked around. "I must have imagined it," she thought. She fell back into bed, naked. With a height of 1.75 for a Greek woman, she is considered relatively tall. With a body that was neither model nor repulsive, she was able to turn gays into men and normal men on. in Tzaneio hospital, a special department for the treatment of strokes and heart attacks bcause of her, had been created. Her boyfriend was sleeping for good with his penis upright. For 4 hours unbridled I am not allowed to say, love intercourse is what people mean, and it still was haed. Lucky Chrysa. Reasonable, you say. Such a hot and horny baby, even the dead are resurrected. But she had not managed to establish herself emotionally. Dimitris, her last conquest, was tall with rich qualities, if you can understand me, and a deep pocket. Owner of 3 restaurants (2 in Athena and 1 in Piraeus). Its cuisine for a few, exotic dishes with live Far Eastern music and such, but also debts, many debts. This has to be kept as asecret, strictly between us. Chryssa was expert in adult films. We are talking about blockbusters such as: "years on the night work until dawn, "it fell on me, bend down to reach it", etc. etc. What Hollywood, inferior things. Adult world super Greek production, international consumption. Years in the curb. Men came and went into her life. in bed rarely, because he didn't have time to get there for completing her desire. The house in Evangelistria, Piraeus, a detached house. We are talking about a two-storey building. View to the Saronic Gulf. Close to 130 square meters. Dowry from parents. Everything started from a two-room apartment in Pigada. The blockbusters turned it into the house you see, as Tzavela street,turns to Faliro. she made a decision. Sleep is over. She was pulled tenderly away from  Dimitris, went to the bathroom, washed, and lined up for the living room.

Time 3.45. The voice is heard again. GOLD again. she tried to listen to its origin, to find out eventualy where the damn voice came from. With light steps and some fear she got up and went around the rooms one by one. Nothing. Angry, she went out to the balcony, to be hit by the wind. The morning chill tightened her nipples. Through the robe, the erect breasts and the wet you can imagine what I am trying to declare here, shame, ugh, I warmed up, she came into a mood. She turned on to a very horny mood.