{"id":21091,"date":"2019-02-18T19:00:23","date_gmt":"2019-02-18T18:00:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/?p=21091"},"modified":"2019-02-18T13:26:26","modified_gmt":"2019-02-18T12:26:26","slug":"ditari-i-nje-prostitute-shqiptare-ne-greqi-18","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/2019\/02\/ditari-i-nje-prostitute-shqiptare-ne-greqi-18\/","title":{"rendered":"Ditari i nj\u00eb prostitute shqiptare n\u00eb Greqi! (18)"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Vijim..!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; Sot nuk kam kohe, por do te t\u00eb marr vete ne telefon, -me tha duke psheretire e merzitur. Kishte ndryshuar 100 per qind. Mezi i nxirrte fjalet nga goja&#8230; Me erdhi keq p\u00ebr t\u00eb&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>14 shkurt<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Sot nuk m\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb hequr nga mendja gjith\u00eb dit\u00ebn Panajoti. Nuk m\u00eb ka ndodhur\nkurr\u00eb q\u00eb nj\u00eb njeri t\u00eb bjer\u00eb n\u00eb dashuri me mua dhe un\u00eb t\u00eb mos ndjej asgj\u00eb p\u00ebr\nt\u00eb&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Nuk kisha filluar akoma pun\u00eb, kur m\u00eb mor\u00ebn n\u00eb telefon nga zyra.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; Do t\u00eb t\u00eb vij\u00eb shoferi n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi t\u00eb t\u00eb marr\u00eb e shkoni drejt e te sht\u00ebpia e\nPanos, &#8211; m\u00eb tha Eftalia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; Po Pano \u00ebsht\u00eb n\u00eb Amerik\u00eb, &#8211; i thash\u00eb un\u00eb, &#8211; kaq shpejt u kthye?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; Ai \u00ebsht\u00eb n\u00eb Amerik\u00eb, por do t\u00eb shkosh te sht\u00ebpia e tij. Kur t\u2019i biesh\nziles, do k\u00ebrkosh Marien. Esht\u00eb pastruesja. Mos i l\u00ebr t\u00eb kuptosh q\u00eb je nga\nzyra. Thjesht, je nj\u00eb e njohura e Panos&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; Po \u00e7\u2019do b\u00ebj un\u00eb atje? &#8211; e pyeta e hutuar se nuk po merrja vesh asgj\u00eb&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; Nuk e di, as un\u00eb nuk e mora vesh mir\u00eb, por ai m\u2019u lut q\u00eb t\u00eb shkosh.\nThjesht, t\u00eb shkosh. Nuk do t\u00eb b\u00ebsh asgj\u00eb. Pages\u00ebn do ta b\u00ebj\u00eb kur t\u00eb kthehet, m\u00eb\ntha. M\u00eb premtoi edhe mua nj\u00eb 50-she. Mos harrosh t\u00eb ma jap\u00ebsh, \u00eb?! &#8211; m\u00eb tha ajo\nsi me k\u00ebrc\u00ebnim&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Me t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb nuk po merrja vesh asgj\u00eb&#8230; \u201cKushedi \u00e7\u2019i ka pjelle mendja\nPanos\u201d, thash\u00eb me vete. E parandjeja q\u00eb do te kisha nj\u00eb surprize, por se \u00e7far\u00eb,\nnuk m\u00eb shkonte nd\u00ebrmend. I rash\u00eb ziles se citofonise. M\u2019u p\u00ebrgjigj nj\u00eb z\u00eb femre\nme aksent te huaj. \u201cMe siguri duhet te jete filipinase\u201d, mendova. Dhe ashtu\nishte. Deren ma hapi nj\u00eb filipinase e shkurter q\u00eb nuk me vinte as deri te\ngjoksi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; Luludhia ja qiria mu (lule p\u00ebr zonj\u00ebn), &#8211; m\u00eb tha ajo me nje greqishte\n\u00e7al\u00eb-\u00e7al\u00eb dhe m\u00eb nxori p\u00ebrpara nj\u00eb tuf\u00eb t\u00eb madhe me tr\u00ebndafila t\u00eb kuq, n\u00eb\npetalet e t\u00eb cil\u00ebve ishte shkruar me t\u00eb bardh\u00eb \u201cSagapo\u201d, si dhe nj\u00eb zarf,\nbrenda t\u00eb cilit ishte nj\u00eb var\u00ebse floriri n\u00eb form\u00eb zemre.&nbsp; T\u00eb them t\u00eb drejt\u00ebn, nuk e prisja. E dija q\u00eb\nai i ka qejf surprizat, e dija q\u00eb m\u00eb priste nj\u00eb surpriz\u00eb, por nj\u00eb tuf\u00eb aq t\u00eb\nmadhe e aq t\u00eb bukur me tendafila, nuk e prisja. \u201cEfkaristo\u201d, i thash\u00eb filipinases\ndhe e putha n\u00eb faqe&#8230; <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I telefonova Ilias t\u00eb vinte dhe, nd\u00ebrsa zbrisja shkall\u00ebt, po mendoja per\ndashurine. \u00c7\u2019ndjenj\u00eb e bukur q\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb, mendon p\u00ebr tjetrin edhe kur e ke mij\u00ebra\ne mij\u00ebra kilometra larg. Nga Amerika, Panos i kishte shkuar nd\u00ebrmend t\u00eb m\u00eb\ndhuronte mua lule p\u00ebr 14 shkurtin, dit\u00ebn e t\u00eb dashuruarve&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>M\u00eb vinte keq p\u00ebr veten q\u00eb kurr\u00eb nuk kisha dashuruar k\u00ebshtu. Kurr\u00eb nuk me\nkishte rrahur zemra p\u00ebr nj\u00eb njeri. Ndofta kur isha n\u00eb gjimnaz, mbaja mend se m\u00eb\nkishte mbetur mendja te nj\u00eb djal\u00eb q\u00eb ishte dy vjet m\u00eb lart. Sa her\u00eb e shihja\nat\u00eb, m\u00eb rrihte zemra fort e skuqesha ne fytyre, por atij as q\u00eb ia ndjente p\u00ebr\nmua&#8230; <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; Efharisto, agapi, &#8211; m\u00eb tha duke qeshur Ilia, kur m\u00eb pa me tr\u00ebndafila n\u00eb\ndor\u00eb. &#8211; P\u00ebr mua i bleve k\u00ebto lule?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; Jo, &#8211; thash\u00eb, &#8211; m\u2019i dhuruan mua. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; Ou, &#8211; pyeti ai i habitur. &#8211; Klient?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; Po, &#8211; i thash\u00eb. &#8211; Panua, ta kam th\u00ebn\u00eb q\u00eb ka r\u00ebn\u00eb dashuri me mua.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; Po pse mbaruat pun\u00eb kaq shpejt? U zut\u00eb?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; Jo, &#8211; i thash\u00eb, &#8211; nuk ishte fare aty. Ishte n\u00eb Amerike dhe m\u2019i kishte\nderguar lulet q\u00eb andej.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; I paska r\u00ebn\u00eb n\u00eb kok\u00eb keq t\u00eb shkretit! &#8211; tha ai. &#8211; Si mund t\u00eb bjer\u00eb njeriu\nn\u00eb dashuri me &#8230; &#8211; me nj\u00eb prostitut\u00eb desh t\u00eb thoshte ai, por e kuptoi q\u00eb gaboi\ndhe e nd\u00ebrpreu menj\u00ebher\u00eb fjalin\u00eb, por ngaq\u00eb nuk po gjente dot nj\u00eb fjal\u00eb tjet\u00ebr\ni mbeti n\u00eb goj\u00eb fjala \u201cme\u201d. t\u00eb cil\u00ebn e p\u00ebrs\u00ebriti dy\u2013tre her\u00eb&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; &#8230; me nj\u00eb prostitut\u00eb, &#8211; thash\u00eb un\u00eb. &#8211; Ja q\u00eb bie&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; Nuk desha t\u00eb thosha at\u00eb, &#8211; tha ai, si i z\u00ebn\u00eb n\u00eb faj&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; S\u2019ka gj\u00eb, &#8211; i thash\u00eb, &#8211; t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00ebn the&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>P\u00ebr disa minuta, vijuam rrug\u00ebn pa folur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; Po ti, \u00e7fare i bleve te dashur\u00ebs, &#8211; e pyeta p\u00ebr t\u00eb ndryshuar disi atmosfer\u00ebn\ne r\u00ebnd\u00eb q\u00eb u krijua.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; I bleva nje arush t\u00eb madh t\u00eb kuq, me nje zemer q\u00eb e kishte shume qejf,\nnd\u00ebrsa nes\u00ebr q\u00eb e kemi pushim, do ta \u00e7oj n\u00eb buzuk te Panos Qamos. Ajo vdes p\u00ebr\nt\u00eb!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8211; Bravo su, t\u00eb lumt\u00eb, &#8211; i thash\u00eb me zili. Duket q\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb shum\u00eb i dashuruar.\nDo t\u00eb desha dhe un\u00eb t\u00eb isha e dashuruar, ashtu si ai, por nuk e di pse nuk\nndjeja m\u00eb. Mos me kishte filluar plakja, me ishte plakur shpirti e zemra?! Apo,\nsi\u00e7, m\u00eb ka th\u00ebn\u00eb Athanasi, klienti im, njeriu nuk dashuron me, pas te\nnjezetave?!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>16 shkurt 2010<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Sot kam q\u00eb n\u00eb m\u00ebngjes me dhimbje koke. Edhe kur u zgjova, kisha dhimbje\nkoke, madje me duket se edhe n\u00eb gjume m\u00eb ka dhembur koka. Ndofta ndikoi \u00ebndrra\ne keqe q\u00eb pash\u00eb sot&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Isha n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb e nj\u00eb klienti n\u00eb nj\u00eb dhom\u00eb t\u00eb zbraz\u00ebt q\u00eb ngjasonte si qeli\nburgu, por me dritare t\u00eb m\u00ebdha dhe pa hekura. N\u00eb dhom\u00eb kishte vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb dyshek\nn\u00eb mes t\u00eb saj dhe asgj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr. Klienti ishte nje burr\u00eb i gjat\u00eb dymetrosh,\nmuskuloz dhe me nje fytyr\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb ngjallte frike, me hunde e goje t\u00eb madhe, me\nmoll\u00ebza t\u00eb nxjerra dhe sy paksa t\u00eb dal\u00eb&#8230; Po m\u00eb priste i zhveshur dhe shum\u00eb i\neksituar. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cZhvishu!\u201d, m\u00eb tha, sapo u futa. Un\u00eb po zhvishesha n\u00ebn shikimin e tij t\u00eb pacip\u00eb. Duke m\u00eb v\u00ebshtruar mua, nxirrte gjuhen dhe e rrotullonte mbi buze duke i shp\u00ebrvjel\u00eb ato. Sapo u zhvesha, me shtyu e m\u00eb hodhi mbi dyshek. Menjeher\u00eb m\u2019u hodh sip\u00ebr. P\u00ebrpiqej te fuste brenda meje organin e tij t\u00eb st\u00ebrmadh, por nuk mundej. Un\u00eb isha e kontraktuar dhe ndjeja dhimbje te tmerrshme. Mundohesha ta shtyja te gjoksi, por nuk mundja. Po ul\u00ebrija nga dhumbjet. Ai eksitohej m\u00eb shum\u00eb nga ul\u00ebrimat e mia e mundohej te dep\u00ebrtonte brenda meje. Dhimbnjet sa vinin e shtoheshin. Ai vazhdonte me force t\u00eb depertonte brenda meje derisa ia arriti qellimit. Me pas filloi t\u00eb l\u00ebvizte trupin me shpejtesi. Levizte, r\u00ebnkonte dhe thoshte fjal\u00eb t\u00eb ndyra. Nuk e di sa vazhdoi ashtu. Nj\u00eb moment, ngriti duart nga dysheku dhe i vendosi te qafa ime. M\u00eb shtr\u00ebngoi fort dhe menjehere, sa nuk pata mundesi t\u00eb b\u00ebja asgj\u00eb. Ai vazhdonte me shtr\u00ebngonte ne qafe dhe ma perplaste koken pas dyshekut. Un\u00eb as nuk b\u00ebrtisja, as nuk l\u00ebvizja dot. Nj\u00eb moment ktheva kok\u00ebn nga dritarja dhe pash\u00eb tim bir q\u00eb th\u00ebrriste i lebetitur duke qar\u00eb: \u201cMami, mami\u201d! N\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb u zgjova e tmerruar dhe pash\u00eb se nuk kisha fjetur as nj\u00eb or\u00eb. M\u00eb nuk m\u00eb zuri gjumi se po m\u00eb dhimbte koka tmerr\u00ebsisht m\u2019u n\u00eb vendin ku ai po ma p\u00ebrplaste at\u00eb pas dyshekut, n\u00eb \u00ebnd\u00ebrr&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Vijon..!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Vijim..! &#8211; Sot nuk kam kohe, por do te t\u00eb marr vete ne telefon, -me tha duke psheretire e merzitur. Kishte ndryshuar 100 per qind. Mezi i nxirrte fjalet nga goja&#8230; Me erdhi keq p\u00ebr t\u00eb&#8230; 14 shkurt Sot nuk m\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb hequr nga mendja gjith\u00eb dit\u00ebn Panajoti. 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