I have a friend here in Bratislava who is also a private teacher. Just like me he sometimes has beautiful students. He’s more aggressive than I am and takes more risks with his students.

I am open to do far, far more with one of my students, a gorgeous 40 year young Spanish looking Slovak lady, born on the same day as Hitler, but with the opposite personality.

Why don’t I grab her in my arms? Because I don’t want to make her uncomfortable. So I mainly just sit there and look at her and think: damn, you are so beautiful, I could look at you all day. And I imagine the things we could be doing apart from talking. Don’t get me wrong here: I love talking to her. I just don’t want to risk making her uncomfortable by doing more adrenaline filled things. Am not so sure about what she wants.

But not my friend. He doesn’t care if he offends a woman. My friend brings out the heavy artillery, every move in the tactics manual and like a battering ram will not stop until things get sexual.

And things do get sexual.

He shows me his cell phone.

His conversation with a married Slovak woman. Every male in her company tried to sleep with her. All failed.

Then came my friend.

Using all this seductive charm he’s been having sex with her during the lessons for months and months.

He shows me a sms to her:

‘Are you my bitch?’

First she indicates that she doesn’t understand what he’s asking.

He just asks again:

‘Are you my bitch?’

She submits and says:

‘Yes, I am your bitch.’

He asks: ‘What do you want me to do to you?’

‘I want you to fuck me in every hole.’

Be aware that this is a married Slovak lady. Respectable, comformist in every aspect of her life. She says she loves her husband. She’s probably a devoted mother. Faultless, blameless, with a reputation to uphold. The sexual affair she has with my friend is very, very likely the only ‘faux pas’ she’s ever allowed herself in her entire life.

Some people will judge my friend.

I don’t.

I claim he is liberating her. Or at least giving her a much, much needed break from her unexciting every day routine. Making her feel alive again.

I drink to your health, mi compadre.

I do wonder why women fall for pushy assholes, but I salute you and I wish I was a pushy asshole myself.

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