The hidden life on the Cruise Line- My story- chapter one. The beginning

I was born in a small East European country in a small provincial town in a middle class family and I deed the best to have a normal life even if, my inside call was on the different vibe. I was an average high school student with voices in literary comments and geographic discoveries that's why I chose to study Geography at the University. I remember in that time the fight that I had with my dad for the discipline I was going to study “You will not do anything with Geography, better you will study Law and you will make money from that, otherwise you will be a poor pay teacher or even worse you will work in research and you will have a miserable life’. My call was stronger to discover new things for the unknown and I fallow my inner voice and I attend the full- time courses of the Geography faculty for the next four years. There were years when life had thousands of colors and everything was possible where my energy had no limits and I dreamed my eyes open to geographical discoveries.
Finely I had gained independence; I was free from the parental advice of my parents.
The university was located in the county residences, a regional cultural center vibrating in comparison with my forgotten town where nothing happens. Together with two high school colleagues, we rented a two-room shabby apartment in one of the city's lofty areas, in a working-class neighborhood built in communist years for the proletarian class, the only one our budgets received from our parents, they could afford it. But nothing was matters; we were free to do what we wanted. I remember we calculated our money that our parents give to us in cigarettes and beers: so I get 50 de lei enough to buy 24 beers and 12 packets of cigarettes.
We often spend nights in the small kitchen apartment, discussing life philosophies and drinking cheap beer and smoking dozens of cigarettes, on countless occasions we caught the morning time and went straight to classes…We had the energy to drink all night long and to be able to assist to the classes, that energy that you get when you have all your life in front of you.
In that time I was dating with the high school honey, we get together few months before I start the university at the end of the high school bal. She was the most beautiful girl in the class with brown and long hair green eyes and a naughty mole on the left cheek making her the attraction of the year.
I was proud and full of me to be with her , I ended up by fallow in love of her and we been together with ups and downs for almost 19 years , but we will get there during my biography.

I was full of hormones and sexuality willing to discover new things. I was making love with her for the first time in my old dad car that was parked in my yard. I remember that moment as if it were today.
On a Saturday disco night we went with the thoughts of making love in my room, it was around 1:00 A.M. and it was no wonder we were surprised when I saw the diffused light of my TV from the window of my room. In that time my father and my mother was on the brink of the divorce and my dad find refuge in my room. What was to be done, I was battling almost a kilometer on foot and we were both mentally and physically prepared for the great night. Suddenly a thought flashed my mind, I saw my dad's car an old Dacia 1300 butter-colored dock in the courtyard at the back of my room. We got mindfully into the car, I put the seats on the back and full of desire we started kissing with passion.
It was warm outside the month of July, we just finished the graduation exam and we had all the reasons of celebration.
She was dressed in a short orange dress; my hand swiftly stepped under it and removed her panties that were wet by desire.
It was the first time for her she was virgin so I knew that and I was very gentile and carful with her in that night. From so much passion all the windows were steamed and the condensed steam droplets flowed into the drain. I was ejaculated on her and after that I realize that we were not prepared to clean the mess, so I came with the idea to use my underwear to clean it up…