Alpina's blog post - Cooling / Heating

There is such a storm outside - wind and snow - the radio says the roads up the Arlberg Pass are blocked and there are hurricane gales on the montain tops. My wooden house is creaking and rattling.

Re-reading yesterday's blog I must admit it does sound pretty insane - but I suffer from such bouts of insanity lately - I guess you can call them love. When all my body aches for him, when my inside tingles and wants to be touched - when even touching myself does not heal my burning desires - then I am bound to write things like that. And Saturday, when we meet again, is still so far away - it's only tomorrow.

I was glad I could meet Elsie and Joerg last night - they are such level-headed people and understand me well. Angelika did not join us in the jacuzzi yesterday, so they could listen to me telling my tale. And the more I told them, the more I felt how I could relax and win some distance to my troubled self again.

It was ever so sweet to notice how what I told them visibly inspired their own feelings. Already in the pool they could hardly leave their hands from each other. And when we were chilling out on their big bed, Joerg, who had been spooning with Elsie all along, entered her gently from behind. Elsie put her head on my thigh and sighed with pleasure, while I was sitting there on the gently rocking bed, with a glass of Ialian Red in my hand, and looking at my two best friends who never stopped to amaze and please me.

So I spontaneously invited them to a spaghetti and wine dinner tonight at my place, and I'm quite looking forward to being with them. And there is something I would like to talk about with them.