Business reasons had led me to move to Bologna urgently and not having even had enough time to find a home I asked my friend a favor and put me up for a few days.
Teresa is the name of my friend, I accepted with enthusiasm in his house. It was just left with her boyfriend and was not used to having to be alone at night. I am a type
unlikely to ask for favors, and when I'm forced to have to do that I find myself inexorably embarrassed. So I decided that I played all the values \u200b\u200bof the house at that time for me to repay a kindness and I communicated to Teresa, who did not mention even for a moment a denial.
I remember the first time I went into that house I remained dismayed by the disorder that reigned in every corner. Clothes thrown together on the bed, chairs and even on the ground. Dishes that looked as if they are not washed since the last century and the furniture that looked like a collection of various bacteria and dust. In short, it was a full-blown disaster, and thinking back to what I had promised my friend I had goose bumps immediately.
Teresa asked me if I liked the house her and apologized for the mess. She had never been a tidy girl, but (his words) now had someone who would have rearranged it to him.
I rolled up the sleeves on those days and just finished work and came home to fix something. I washed her clothes, her underwear, swept and washed to the ground while she was sitting comfortably in a chair watching TV. It seemed that she was enjoying quite a bit ', but I was also excited by the situation. He had always been my desire to serve a woman, but usually in my dreams that meant staying at his feet, pet, baciarglieli ... I never expected that such a situation you would love.
with Teresa became very humble and helpful, enough to serve dinner every night and wake in the morning with breakfast at the usual time ready at his bedside.
I loved taking care of his shoes shining whenever I saw them in any way dirty, though not if it was removed. I sat on the ground while studying or going to the PC with a cloth and the shiny shoes, just like a good trouser. He seemed not to notice me, almost as if it were a normal situation. Do not ask me to explain my behavior too servile respect to him, it was taken for granted.
were now gone two months and I had no intention of going away from that roof. Now the house was shining and I felt for the first time in my life, really happy to go home. The work was something I needed to live, but I had my fill of serving Teresa. I could not think of leavin 'to find myself alone again with myself.
All these fears I did find the courage to speak clearly to my friend. I told her I was happy to wait upon, to be at his service, I liked the way that I could pamper without asking anything in return and asked her to stay with her in order to continue to live for her. I told her that for me was a goddess, she deserved the best services and that I would be happy to be able to pay me the rate of her mortgage and other expenses that a home implies.
I saw her smile explained before my eyes, told me that she was fine and that I was really good so far. I stroked his cheek and said softly - "expecting me to ask, I realized that you could not live without serve. You're a sweet, caring guy and I think you're just a good Schiavetto .
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