A Strange Night After a Strange Birthday

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That evening I was in a restaurant, with some old friends of mine. It was Patrizia's birthday, and she invited me and all the others old girls of the group. It was been a long time we didn't met all together: marriages, working troubles, a lot of things that made our friendship a little difficult. But this time, Patrizia wanted to invite all of us to have a nice evening all together, drinking and eating in a beautiful restaurant after all this time. So I wanted to appear as best as I could, and I decided to wear myself just like I was going to a meeting with a lover: my favourite black and white dress, short on my knees with the zip from the neck to the lower edge, my special jeans coat, my black boots, and my Valerie stockings, with black bra and black transparent panties, a gift of my husband for my 31's birthday: I love that lingerie!!! The food was great, and the wine was better, even if I am not used to drink too much, and my friends were very very glad, and they started to joke as usuall, telling me: Brunetta, you are still the same old whore! Take a look at how you are wearing!!! , or Brunetta! It's Patrizia's birthday, not a sex party! Let some men also for us!!! and things like these: it was like to go back to some years before!!!. But I know that my friends Patrizia, Cristina, Barbara, Simona and Daniela loves to drink a little more. And they also likes to have fun dancing. So, after the restaurant we went to a disco, keeping on drink again and being happy and funny for our meeting and for Patrizia's 32 years birthday. It was finally late, Barbara and Simona, that came with me on my car, were disappeared by a lot of time (with who??? Oh, well, Simona is married, Barbara is not, but they will never stop to have fun!!!), it was time to go home, and I went to Patrizia and the others to say goodbye.-Are you feeling okay? Have you drunk too much to drive???- She asked me, but the problem was that she was more, more drunk than me! Effectivelly, I don't like to drink too much, even if sometimes I like to be a little (nothing but a little) more drunk.-Don't worry, Patry, I feel very good!! Take a look at you and the other girls coming back, see you soon!-So I left the Disco, a little tired, but also very happy to have met my old friends, and also a little excited: old time remembering, when we used to go out dancing and having fun, and none of us was married and had any troubles in meet some nice guy and know him.By the way it was time to go back home to my husband, so I started my car and drove thru the countries, with my head a little light. Suddendly, my car begins to go slower, I don't know why, there's a strange noise and I think that maybe it's better if I find a place to stop. It's a country road, and I finally find a little parking on the side, so I stop my car, and as I try to start it on again, the car seems like dead, and don't want to start again! I'm not a good mechanic!!! What do I have to do, now? It's three o'clock in the night, my home is far and I'm alone on a road where there is no traffic!!!!I take my mobile phone, and decide to call my husband Daniele. The phone rings, and rings, but he don't answer. Finally:-Hey Amore! What happened??? Where are you???--Oh, Dan ! Are you sleeping??? The car is broken! I'm alone and I don't know what to do!!!--Ok, don't worry! Where are you? I will come to take you and to see what happens to the car!--Oh, thanks, Dan!!! I am