YOUR RESISTENCE IS LOW

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Why the hell couldn't Freddie get focus and live his love story with Tony Bastin properly? Elideth Polley was always meddling, pissing my fucking plans off and I think the ceasefire was coming to an end. We must restart that fucking bitch's search and destroy operation.

The flavour of the triumph in my mouth after that bizarre night didn't last long. Of course I didn't want Freddie would tell me lies and meet with him secretly but being aware of he was going to meet him didn't help me at all. I was hopeless.

At any case I had to get dealt with my situation. I knew perfectly well with whom I was married and putting him in a cage just served to make us unhappy and would end up hating each other. And I was unable to hate Freddie Mercury. Furthermore after getting himself so naturally in the cage I had opened just for him last night. As usual he made me hope that he didn't care about Bastin. But something told me Bastin episode was far from being over.

When Freddie and I burnt together it was very hard someone else could get into our field of vision and that's exactly what happened with Tony. That's why he left, I guess he was disappointed.

Freddie could be a lot of things but never forgot his manners and he thought, accurately, he had acted like an asshole with him ignoring his presence in such a way. So I knew that Friday 21st december, free day before the last show of the tour, would be dedicated to make up with the Brighton's guy.

- Is Prenter coming to get you? -I asked looking at him as he groomed himself in front of the bathroom mirror.

- Yes.

- He knows where Tony is, right?

- Yes. He knows everything.

- And what he doesn't know, he makes it up -I growled.

- Leave Paul alone, come on.

- Take them.

I put the condom box into his jacket pocket and he turned around to look at me smiling.

- Will you ever tell me what's up with the condoms and me?

I don't know if this girl from the future will have the courage to tell you about this crazy adventure in which she got into just to save your life.

- Sometime -I said looking up to him my loving eyes as I welcomed his lips on the tip of my nose.

- Do you remember that night in New Orleans? You put me all those condoms into my pocket. Do you remember?

- When I want to feel myself good, I use to remember that night in New Orleans.

- I think that was the first time you started with your prophylactic campaign.

- With little success. You are a little wild animal, you know? -I closed my eyes with his lips on them.

- Don't worry about me.

- It's easier saying than doing it.

- And take care of yourself. Wherever you go take the security people. Don't even think going anywhere on your own. Did you hear me?

- Don't worry about me -I smiled at him.

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