The lengths I would go to learn a language...
Yesterday I was chatting in Italian with Italian native speakers. They do it because they wanna get in my pants and I'm doing it to practice my Italian. I don't know who's worse: me, because I'm using them for my educational purposes or them, because they are depraving my innocent soul of a language student...
Yesterday I chatted on skype with some guy that wanted to pay me 1500 euro for having sex with him that night. He asked: Preferisci prenderelo da dietro o davanti? And I was excited because now I knew how to say 'from the front' and 'from behind'! I also used this opportunity to investigate his motives. It turned out that his main source of excitement was that the woman would become his accomplice, would agree to have sex with him with an excuse of money, an excuse because what what she really desires is a night of pure passion but she's not daring enough, she needs this excuse to push her on the other side of sin. He said:
Il fatto di avere questa complicita' con lei mi eccita e anche il fatto di non sapere se lei l'ha fatto per i soldi o per la passione.
[The fact of having this complicity with her excites me and also the fact of not knowing whether she has done it for the money or for the passion]
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