Have a nice day

“Have a nice day” – those were the first words I heard on that Christmas Eve –  I think it was a dream, it was just a whisper. I had a few sleep that day, it was passing the nine o'clock when I heard some knocking on the door.

They were calling me to celebrate Christmas in their room – I confess that I thought twice before accepting the invitation – I put on my jeans and my opened white blazer, the bracelets were swinging on my arm while the boot sounded in the hall. 

The night was fueled by beer and wine, we had bought a mini fountain where wine was gushed – I will drink little this night – I took a goblet and went to the balcony, the night was clear, some fireworks could be seen far away, “Merry Christmas” the voice of a woman with accent – I think it was German – was saying to me, while I was turning to see  her I was feeling her sweet perfume. A blond woman of medium height, she got a beautiful smile on her face, her name was Kirsten. We toasted, it passed midnight – I didn't notice the time passing – she told me what she had done, that she was following the guys but they weren't play anymore, we picked up some beers and went to my bedroom. We talked a bit until our lips touch each other, still carrying the taste of wine on her mouth she drunk me. I put her on my arms and took her to my bed, she was wearing a long blue dress open side, her skin was soft, I felt while I squeezed her leg. She was ripping my blazer and I was opening her dress, the night was chilly, our sweat was mixing – what a woman! –, in a Christmas Night everything can happen...

Today is Christmas, I woke up naked and tied on the bed, the sheet was wet with beer, I spent all day long tied on the bed – son of a... – the maid got into the bedroom in the night and with a scream she received me, “please, can you release me?” – laughing at me she released me.

I lost my flight, – son of a... I'm gonna stay one more week... my backs burn...