[WARNING!...Terribly *LONG* post follows, so unless you don't have somethin' more important to do - like shag the misus, walk tha dog, change yer kid's diaper, suck yer boss's cock / clit, masturbate to some of the Goddesses found in here, etc., keep reading. Otherwise, gtfo or don't blame me afterwards - you have be WARNED!!!
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[If you reached this far, you are either a fan of mine, or you have tons of free-time in yer hands, both of which are awesome...I guess! lol!...In order to follow the story-line more accurately from this post onward tho, you need to indulge / "absorb" my life-drama form the beginning, so go bk in this thread and read the whole thing form the beginning!]
[Wb!...You read the whole thing now then, huh!...Ok, at this point I *know* you are a fan / friend, so I promise I'll send you an autographed photo of mine upon request / be your precious strip-club Guru-guide next time you visit Athens / swing with your awesome, big-boobed, gf or wive / hurt your cocksucker boss and make it look like an accident / evaporate your bitchy mother-in-law / etc.-etc.!
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*/harp-arpeggios in the background performed by some big-boobed angels dressed in white, lacey, lingerie, while floating on thick, cotton-like, clouds*
OMIFAWKINGAWD!!! I'M BACK!!!...AFTER 6 (!!!) YEARS TOO!!! WOOOOOOO!!!
You should have swallowed that red pill and stayed in tha Matrix, but no - you took teh blu one, and wanted to see wha happened in (ma) rl, all this time, huh!...
...Following ma breaking-up with Niki, bk in
Fall of '10, I hooked up after a couple of months (I think) with yet another Romanian stripper (twas a coincidence really - not that I ask to see their passport or somethin when I first met 'em! lawl!) named Elena (twas at a diff club too in case you were wondering-lol)!...I was introduced to her by the club's Manager (who is also an old friend of mine), on a depressing, boring, night, and everythin' changed after that moment really!...: Twas "love (and lust) at first sight", and after we went out on a date like 2-3 times, we hooked up for good!...We were like bread and peanut-butter! Cum and cunt-shoved bananas! Fat pussy-lips and Brazilian nano-bikini! Nipples and nipple-clamps! Corn and corn-hole! etc.! (you get the picture-lol)...We matched on pretty much everything: Same "twisted" humor, we were both very sociable and easy-to-be-with, same (sex) "vices", (nearly the same) sex-appetite, communication was smooth like a #lvl_10000 muffled-fart, let out at on a finals-exam classroom, and so on!...It felt like the fkn Universe conspired *FOR ME* for a CHANGE, ya know?! (#fucken_A_Coehlo)...
...Meanwhile, at
Spring of '11, I simply...stopped going to ma work (was working for a big, domestic, food-company here in Athens as a "Deputy Supplies Manager", (i.e. as an educated, "will-fuck-for-peanuts!", unappreciated, "your-boss-doesn't-mind-and-you-don't-matter", "we-won't-chainball-your-legs-to-your-desk-at-the-office-so-you-work-for-us-18-hours-per-day-not-cause-we-don't-want-to-but-cause-the-Law-prohibts-us-from-doing-so kinda deal), after I "sustained" 5 (!!!!!) salary cut-offs within a 1,5-years period back then (note: Greece had already "entered" the...wonderful #austerity_measures_for_eternity_saga, since Summer of '10 btw, so every fkn employer in this forsaken land kinda..."snatched the opportunity" to arbitrarily cut-off salaries and/or fire ppl from their jobs because of the "difficult times ahead of us" / the "uncertainty of the markets" / "rampaging cost of living" / "reduced liquidity" / and other bs-expressions like that employers kept spitting out constantly). Even though I pleaded with them to - at least! - gimme a company-car so I could go to work & bk home daily, they told me that "they would think about it", but, after *1 YEAR* (!!!) they told me "sorry, but we can't!"...The...funny things, are that:
1) After busting my ass for that company for 7,5 consecutive years, in the end I was making almost the same money as I first joined 'em bk in '03 - with my College diploma at hand and no working experience whatsoever ofc! Some 660 euros (after taxes) that is! I needed like nearly 40 euros daily JUST for gas for ma car for my drivin to-from work routine FFS!...And I was paying 400 euros / MONTH for ALIMONY for my ex-wife ALONE!...So, in other words, they wanted me to work for FREE really!
2) The company's Board of Directors-President was my godmother! Shocking, huh!...Well, thing is that when I joined the company bk in '03, I *insisted* on starting there at the lowest rank possible - as a fucking peasant, so to speak - so to "learn the job properly" / "advance on my own skills and merit, and not because I am your godson, my dear godmother!" / "cause I don't want ma colleagues talking shit behind ma back" / etc.
3) My godmother was financially assisting me all my life (thank God!), otherwise with the given expenses I had every month (medical bills, alimony, utility bills, cost-of-living bills, etc.), I'd most probably end up: as a drug-dealer / abductor of rich ladies / gun-dealer / hanged from a tree by my neck / free-falling from a 10-storie building / etc.!
So, despite the fact that I simply
STOPPED going to work after Spring of '11, those bastards didn't even fire my ass, not because they were...afraid of my godmother or something, but because
THEY DIDN'T WANT TO PAY ME SEVERANCE FFS (which amounted, back then, to around 5-6k euros)!!!...If to all those things, you add the fact that they neither gave me ANY LEGALLY DEFINED (monetary) bonuses that I was ENTITLED to bk then (like: having an under-aged child bonus, "heavy PC-user"-bonus, actively participating at the company's yearly-drawing-up-of- the-budget bonus, etc.), nor any other (non-legally defined) bonuses (like undertaking / successfully completing special tasks or projects OUTSIDE my job-description that saved the company 100s-of-thousands, or even millions, of euros), you understand why I was so fkn pissed!...
...My Godmother was still bedridden at that time (and since '07 or '08, and after a tragic home-accident: She fell off her bath-tub and *crushed* the bones of her left?-leg to dozens-of-pieces internally. She went through 2!!! painful, troublesome, surgeries, but never quite managed to get up to her feet again after that really). She was 90 y.o. back then (but looked like 75) and couldn't attend in-person company's-HQ, as she used to until then. She was a VERY "alive" person, and had her wits, and her wisdom, kindness, and generosity, was beyond words, really. But at the dawn of her life, fate played a nasty game on her expense. Anyway...
...So,bk to the job-news: The day-to-day operations were ran by 2 siblings (Godmother's late husband's nephew and niece, respectively) as always, but they were were given some "extra"-authorities as well ofc, because of godmother's condition. Those people even though they knew me from like 7 y.o. (I'm 40 now), they felt...threatened by my presence in the company since the beginning, and probably for a good reason too: 1) The daughter of one of them held a Marketing Manager-position int he company ("family biz"!), long before I started working there as well. Turns out nearly everyone in the company that held an upper-mgm position back then, compared my performance vs hers, more often than not. That was especially the case when I was assigned an "abandoned" project in the company that was, initially, given to her (but sort of abandoned it through the course of time). When I saved mils of euros for them in the end, all I ever got as a "reward" was a...soft pat on ma back from the CFO, and some praise like "Well done buddy - excellent job!"...Riiiight!... *sighs*
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The next 2 years ('12 & '13) were a bit exhausting: I broke up and re-united with Elena like 4 (...) times, mostly for silly reasons, except the last time, which was quite a...revelation for me (in a bad sense, tho)...:
...I knew since we first hooked up that she had a 13 y.o. (back in '11) daughter, named Monica, that lived "back home" (Romania) because of Elena's job (apparently), together with her grandparents (note: Elena was divorced). I was pretty cool with that ofc, since I, too, had a daughter ( 4 y.o. back in '11), that also wasn't living with me. Thing is, at some point when things started getting (too?) "serious" between us, Elena started "the talk" one day (no, not the "let's-get-married!"-talk): She inquired of the possibility of bringing Monica to live with us at the apartment that I was renting at the suburbs at the time. I wasn't against it, BUT I told her that since Monica was at puberty AND not having spent time with me (so to get to know "mommy's bf" better, etc.), i RECOMMENDED-VOLUNTEERED to RENT a (small) apartment CLOSE to mine, so the girls could use it only for sleeping. And the rest of the day to spend it as we please, the *3* of us, etc.!...In that way, Monica would get to know me better and IF she "approved" of me, THEN I'd bring her to my apartment so we could ALL live TOGETHER from that point onward. Being a child of divorced parents myself, I *DIDN'T* want Monica to be "dragged" to live with her mom's bf in the same house IF she didn't REALLY WANT to!...
...Elena was, at first a bit skeptical, but agreed on my suggestion at the same night, because she too realized that the whole plan was LOGICAL. Plus, I'd undertake all (extra) financial costs that would accrue anyhow. So there wasn't any REAL problem. Or so I THOUGHT!...
...2 days after that "talk", I woke up one evening cause Elena was going in-and-out of the bedroom constantly, but very, very, quietly! After a point there was...silence, followed by the sound of someone deactivating the house-alarm! I jumped off bed, only to catch her LEAVING me, and taking like 6-7 large garbage bags filled with all her belongings!...I was quite shocked, as you can imagine, and confronted her to tell me wtf happened, and why was she leaving me like a fkn THIEF omg!...Initially, she told me that she expected me to bring Monica "right there and then" to my house and live together, etc., and "skip" my plan altogether. And that "she didn't like my hesitation"! I...reminded her that she AGREED on that plan on the SAME day that I suggested it, and that she DIDN'T make any...complaints or have...second thoughts about it during the couple of days that followed! So, WHY she reacted like this?!...
...She, AFTERWARDS, told me that "she was still young, and wanted to live life to the fullest possible" and "experience even more things"!...I was, once again, shocked because I told her that she never had complaints about that sort of things EVER!...: We were going out at least 2-3 times / week (and whenever she was rested / in the mood), and paid for ALL her expenses (from food and clothing, to sending money to Monica every week, or so, for the rent of her grandparents' house, but also for her weekly needs as well)!...So WTF was she mumbling about?!...In my mind I saw her as one of the passengers of "Titanic": Trying desperately to evacuate a..."sinking ship" (me), so to "save herself". The "sinking part", was the...financial-part ofc: With my grandmother bedridden the (12-13k euro / month) "allowances" were significantly *DIMINISHED* (but not, yet, obsolete tho)!...And, ofc, even If I, somehow, managed to go back to work, the meager...660 euros wasn't enough to cover even...1/5 of *my* (monthly) needs / obligation - let alone hers!...Austerity was already imposed on the country, so things must have looked rather...grim in her eyes, I'm sure. But, still, was that a decent way to part from the "man of her life" (that's what she called me - among other "titles" I "won" over the years with her)? Like a common thief?!...
...Anyway, I told her that her excuses for leaving me were PATHETIC (to say the least), and that if she'd walk out of that door, that I wouldn't have her back again. EVER!...After all, 5 "reunifications" with the same person was ridiculous by default! She stood there and thought about it in silence for some moments. And then, just like that, she left!...
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4-5 DAYS AFTER that incident, she called me, and was crying like hell...She thought it over again and "realized she was wrong, and would I forgive her and take her back?" I...reminded of what I told her before leaving, and told her "no", ofc. Because I couldn't trust her ever again after what she did. And even though I loved her still, I'd always have to live with the doubts in my head of whether she would come back to me because she made a mistake, or because she realized she would be losing the (more than) comfortable life she was enjoying with me. Even if that comfort was...fading, twas still there at the time...Anywayz, we stayed in touch, though, since that time. Primarily form afar (phone calls, texts, social-media), but in person as well (rarely, and to go out for dinning, or whatever)...
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April 1st, '13: As if the whole fkn 2013 wasn't the WORST fkn year of my life full of physical pains (quite a few "incidents" of SEVERE, breath-taking, beyond-this-world, body pains because of my 2x hernia-issues at my back since my army-service days, and 1x neck disc-herniation after a terrible car-accident 12 years ago, BOTH of which will leave me LOSING MY SENSE OF TOUCH at some point in my life - according to doctors - at which point i THEN will be operated so ti fix both issues), AND emotional / psychological pains (ex-wife still not allowing my 6 y.o. daughter to visit me on a regular basis / endless court-trials every year to no avail / no stable relationship / no steady income / tons of unpaid bills and other financial obligations / etc-etc.), the "nail hit the coffin" on that day for good: My godmother (who was more like a mother/angel/bf/beacon of hope/teacher of Life/my pillar of sanity/my Light/breath/everything) DIED at the hospital's ICU after being submitted there for like a week (+/-)...She suffered a severe stroke (even though she never had heart-issues), but she wouldn't last anyway because of her age (92). She lived a FULL life, and loved me dearly - more than my own fkn parents (which are both a disgrace, but that's another story altogether)...I never cried so hard / so long in my life before that. I literally felt that pieces of me were falling on the floor outside that ICU...Pains me still even as I write these lines, and it was been 3 years since then... :-(
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June '13: My bro and I, both received a call from both the CEOs that were running the company we used to work (see above). Apparently, they wanted us to visit them at company's HQ, to discuss "some matters regarding the late godmother's testament". The testament HADN'T been opened YET tho, so WTF were they talking about?!...We visited them, and were pleasantly shocked to be "formally informed" by them that one of my late godmother's wish was that they'd both announce to us upon her death that we were both SHARE-HOLDERS of the company!!! "We, now, have respected her will, and we'd like to welcome you both aboard, once again, but from another position this time-hehe!"...
...At that point I wanted to punch them both in the face. REALLY HARD!...But I managed to stay calm, smiled, and asked for more details, etc. They told us that I was to be given "around 11% of the company's shares "at hand" when the official opening of the testament would take place", and that they were..."surprised" I didn't know this beforehand - given the relationship with my godmother and all. Well, I didn't - she was always too discreet about that matter. All she ever told me was that "have no fear, I have taken good care of you now, and forever!"...Oh, they also said that my (prick) brother (who was also employed at the same company as a sales-person) inherited "around 4% of the company's stocks"!...
August '13: The 2 months that passed by seemed like a fkn aeon to me!...I had my lawyer and cousin (who is a
chartered accountant), to further investigate on my (new) standing with the company, if they owed me any more money, how / when would they transfer my stocks to my possession, and so on. The results of the investigations, were a huge shock to me!...:
a) I found out that I was a stock-holder of the company
since '96 (!!!!!) and
NO ONE from the company
EVER told me that
FFS!!!
b)
I NEVER got a SINGLE, FKN, EURO from DIVIDENDS that the company paid annually to all share-holders (the overall estimated loss to me was
AT LEAST 200k EUROS FFS!!! - according to my cousin!)
c) The company have neither informed nor invited me to ANY of it's stockholders' meetings / General Assemblies / what-have-you, as they were LEGALLY OBLIGED to do so!..And it sooo happened that in one of these General Assemblies
a SHARE CAPITAL-INCREASE was VOTED by the majority of the stockholders that RESULTED IN A -3,5% to my overall stocks (11% down FROM 14,5%)!!!...
d) Company was
logistically hiding revenues for at least 6 years so they wouldn't give any dividends to the shareholders, and pay taxes to the government!!!
e) I could (legally) claim all benefits, bonuses, that I was
deprived of all those years
with the relevant interest-rate adjustments, plus
sue them for the
5 salary cut-offs within the above stated 1,5 years-period [total loss:
around 40-50k euros!!!]
Apart form those shocking findings, I, and my brother, officially requested several documents etc., that were directly, or indirectly, needed to prove our case (if it all went to hell and we had to settle things in courts one day etc), which the company was OBLIGED to submit to me as its (active) share-holder (or I could take the relevant DA's order and acquire them ANYWAY, should they want to play "hardball")!...
My bro and I also agreed on creating a "common front" regarding our common demands / requests from the company, and that my lawyer would represent us both in ALL formal meetings with the company's CEOs...
September '13 - August '14: Company still hadn't provided me or my bro with
not even ONE of the 10+ official documents that we both had requested form them in writing, etc. (!!!)
Deliberate stalling and vague promises for 16 MONTHS since the death of my godmother!!!...
In
between that period:
December '13: I am "forced" to sign a "deliberate withdrawal from work"-document by which I am waving all my rights for severance by the company and after I stopped going to work since Spring of '11. I
n effect this means I am now "officially" fired, and they get off the hook should I decided at some point to legally demand severance, or whatever! 
February '14:
My bro gets sacked BUT they PAY HIM severance (around 3k euros)!!!
Moving on!...:
Mid-August '14: At yet another official meeting with the CEOs, & lawyers aw always ofc, me and ma brother
both propose to them that we wanted
to SELL our stocks to the CEOs IF they wanted them!...THEY DECLARED THEIR INTEREST, and we decided to have yet another formal meeting within September, in order to "discuss the details" (sic!)
September '14: Decided to hire an
independent accountants-firm to officially investigate the market (i.e. REAL) value of my stocks (I was given them on August btw, yeah). The
FACE value of my (illegally reduced from 14,5%!)
11% was...
450k euros btw (!!!!!). I decide to stall the meeting with the CEOs and postpone it whenever I have news from the accountants-firm
November '14: The accountants-firm rep, hands me over his findings: The
MARKET VALUE of my 11% was (back then)...
1M euros, approx. (!!!!!!!).
My bro blames me and my (our) lawyer (!!!) because of the company's reluctance to provide us with the documents we wanted all this time, and decided to "abandon ship",
and set his own course by hiring a lawyer of his own, and getting represented autonomously from then on when we formally met with the CEOs!
February '15: Signed a pre stock-sales agreement according to which I was legally bind to sell 'em to the CEOs at a ROCK-BOTTOM price (they indirectly "threatened" me with a share capital-increase during '15, in which case they could / would nullify my stocks, since I wouldn't be able to participate in it - not having the money for that and all)...According to its various articles / provisions it was stated that I was to be paid in 2 equal payments, and after the last one I'd hand over the totality of ma stocks for the transaction to be completed.
November '15: NEW (final) agreement!...Oh yes, in the meantime the 2 equal payments had been "transformed" to monthly equal installments (...) The "culprit" for this LONG delay, was the Greek Ministry of Agriculture which had to convene so that the relevant Minister would approve + sign the stock-sales agreement between me and the company. The fact that only within that year we had like 2x Parliamentary elections AND a National referendum on whether we'd stay in the EU or not, didn't quite help ma case, no!...
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December '15 - nowadays:
- Getting ma monthly installments
- Renovating ma apartment like crazy (moved out from the previous one I was renting, after I got sacked, to this one, and I keep restoring it for the last 2,5 years or so...Luckily this one is mine - no more fkn rents lol!)
- Seen my (almost 9 y.o.) daughter like less than 10 times since last year (#the_struggle_goes_on_and_on)
- Health is stabilized / improved a bit (exercising / cut off meat almost completely / fucking like a wabbit when I get tha chance / etc.)
- Hooked up with a new (Greek one this time-lol) gf (who was a good fr of mine for ages) since last August. Not a relationship really - we are like fuck-buddies cause she is afraid of commitment (and has like...20 more issues, which am working on... #story_of_ma_life). Not sure how long this one will last cause I really want a steady, meaningful relationship with a
big-boobed, gorgeous, babe that isnt a gold-digger,
knows what she wants from her life (and from me), has some
common fkn sense, has some sense of humor,
fucks like Hitomi Tanaka or better (/bow), and
isn't conservative / moody / requiring from me to be ALSO a psycho-analyst, priest, Spritual-mental healer, Teacher on her Path of Life, and all the 3854 roles Im forced to play in every fkn relationship i've had in my life! #eligible_candidates_feel_free_to_contact_me_plox
- Making plans to emigrate within the following 1 - 1,5 years to some neighboring country and start my own biz, OR participate in some successful, already established biz. And because I dunno if that will work out 100% (see next one)...
- Will undergo a major (aesthetics) operation in September '16 (also see: abs-sculpting and some other shit I don't even know the exact translation-lol). This means that from January '17 onwards Vicky I can come work for you and tha girlz! /win-win for everyone!
That sums it up for now I guess!...Soz for tha LONG post, but hey!...What I go through in ONE month of ma life, most ppl don't live it for at least a year (or...more! lol!)!!!...
P.S.1: If you read up to this point, you' re a fkn #legend! #kudos #achievement_unlocked and free beerz on me-lawl!
P.S.2: Been following you Vicky and most of the girls here (the VNA "first" and "second"-gen mainly, lol) in twitter / fb / tumblr / various sites / in their dreams
Most prolly I' ll be dead before I manage to see / download all the new content in here since I last visited, but I'll give it a shot #whatthahell
P.S.3: How's Walter, Benny, hornytoad, and the rest of the "old-timers" in here (forgot most names-sorry! Not ma fault if you aint a babe with major hooters so I can remember yer name-loool!)
P.S.4: Will throw some photos when I buy me a new keyboard cause this one is pretty much broken after this post-lol!...
CU around peeps!
Love / hugz / sloppy kisses
Alex
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