Mi Enamoro Virtual Parte #3 [ESP/ENG]😒🤬

It is the afternoon of September 12, 2019:

-Hello greetings My name is Patricio, how are you, have you heard our band Los Perfectos (anonymous names).

-Hello good afternoon my friend, what a pity but the truth is I don't know them, but I promise I will listen to them.

-I don't believe you! You should listen to us, you'll like it. We are a band from Los Teques in Venezuela and as I see that you have been supporting other artists, I thought that you could support us with your vote, since like your friend we are nominated for the Pepsi Music Awards.

-That's great! Congratulations, I'm a little busy at the moment, I'll listen later and post them, much success my friend.

-Thank you very much for the support.

-Don't worry it's my pleasure, I'm always supporting the bands or Artists that write me and more if they are from my country.

I was supporting the band for about 3 weeks something like that, but I was seeing the guy looking at my instagram status every day. I normal, he added me I accepted and so it was. I'm not very clear but if I remember correctly a couple of months went by.

-Hi karelys greetings, how are you? I've been watching your statuses and I see that you have good musical taste, and well in the band we usually have a little influence of what the fans listen to, we think about recording soon and I was curious to know your favorite songs? by the way have you already listened to my band?

I thought: - I only listened to a piece of a song, could it be that I'm telling the truth?
Ah! what the fuck... I'll tell him.

-Hi friend Patricio, I've really been solving some things and I haven't listened to the band, but I can pass you some songs that I like, in fact in the stories that are in my profile, I have some favorite songs. In the evening after I get back from the temple I will write you.

-Ok kare, no problem, I'll be here, or if you want we can talk on facebook or whatsapp because it's better for me, you can write me whenever you want at any time.

At that moment I didn't think anything out of the ordinary, so I gave him my facebook and whatsapp. That day I arrived exhausted and I did not feel like talking, the next day I wrote him and passed him some of the songs that I liked and he liked me, being honest we have similar tastes, after that we started talking about photography and pass us landscapes, moons, sunsets and so it all began.

The affinity became stronger, I just never had the curiosity to ask him if he had a family, because I saw a picture on his instagram of a girl and a woman and I just assumed, until one day he asked me if I had a boyfriend. I was sincere since months ago I had gone out with a Brazilian but there was no chemistry and well there are times when you realize when they just want to sleep with one and I was not for games, for the moment I was alone and healing my emotions, but for other things that I could not tell him at the time, since for me he was just a virtual friend with whom I had a good time talking about anything.

There came a time when he wrote me and I did not answer, because I was in one of not wanting to talk to anyone, he was insistent, so I answered him, he asked me how I was, that if everything was okay with me, and I told him that not very well at all, but normal. he told me that because I did not answer his messages and those things, it was strange that sometimes he wrote me very often, in the mornings, afternoon and evening, even at dawn.

I said to myself: - How strange, if he were with his wife, maybe he wouldn't write me like that. I couldn't resist any longer and asked him: "Do you live alone or are you separated? I mean, because you always write to me, isn't that going to cause you problems with her?

It was there when he explained to me that as I could see in that photo, he had an 11-year-old daughter and although he was not married, he had lived with his daughter's mother for 17 years and they were almost like a friend or a brotherhood, that They lived together but each one was on his own, he was neither good nor bad, but that's how they were. I believed her because really if I lived with my husband and I see him glued to the phone all day it's suspicious, I asked him if he loved her or was he just in that position that didn't seem quite right to me, I thought: -How sad life must be that woman and his, spending so much time with a person where there is no love, for me that is disgusting, it is not valid, and that issue that sometimes they stay together for the children is not valid for me either.

The children will grow up and leave home when they fall in love and they will continue in that somewhat empty emotional prison just out of compassion, habit and wanting, without love, God free me from that.

Asked:

• Patrick, do you feel happy the way you live?

-I really don't know, I don't think so, but it's the time we already have together and I feel like I have to protect them even though we've had inconveniences for little things for a long time, but I haven't thought about leaving her or leaving, since what I built is here, my things, my daughter is part of me. although I know she will believe.

He always told me that one of the things that made him happiest was creating music, playing live with his friends with his band Los Perfectos, which was one thing that took him out of his reality and his monotonous day-to-day life.

The months went by and we connected more and more. There were songs that he sent me that he made me fall in love with and once he sent me an audio singing one of my favorite songs, one of those songs that you would like someone to dedicate to you, well like that. The song is called: ➡️➡️➡️My princess by the reggae band Gondwana and also a song by Anathema called ➡️➡️➡️Dreaming Light were to blame for me feeling like a teenager with butterflies in my stomach, it was there that my feelings began to flow and it was very remarkable that his too, before we talked through messages and voice notes and then they went on to long calls on facebook, we listened to music together, watched comics and even videos of laughter, we even had a few drinks together and it was a lot of fun.

After those things, we went to the level of asking ourselves intimate questions, you know, like how do you like to be treated in bed? What is your favorite position? and those things. I really liked talking to him because he took me out of the painful reality I was in back then. I had had many dark nights of the soul, so I saw him as being sent to get my attention out of that frustrating and desperate state.

One day I woke up all wet in my private parts and thinking about all the things he had said to me, I decided to touch my body and explore my sex like never before, the imagination took me so deep that I could feel that it was the one that touched me and after all a light rose to me that then made an explosion of lights in my head leading me to surprisingly wet the bed it was an ecstasy that I will never forget. I felt embarrassed afterward and wanted to talk to someone about what happened, but I wasn't so sure about telling a friend that stuff out of embarrassment, so I ended up telling him and sending a photo of the wet bed next to my friends. fluid filled fingers

At that time he was working and he says that it was one of the most surprising things he had seen and of course that was the beginning to continue with our game of virtual sensuality.

My virtual crush as I told you is 100% real, it is definitely something that I had never experienced, I know that this story could even make a series with many seasons, I still feel sensitive, my emotions are on the surface, there is much to tell , so I try to be as brief as possible, see you in the next part, thanks for reading.