𝔼𝕕𝕖𝕟 ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕏𝕀𝕍: 𝔹𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕒

Am I sprayed and sprinkled by her madness? She just kept staring at me. Those dark black deep eyes. Hypnotic. Bella immediately drew you to her with her gaze. After my ice cream was finished as apperative”  the “main course” was being served. That was a sandwich with herring and onions and a small amount of pickles. Just a little, really. Otherwise the sour will be predominant. The taste of the herring should not be sufficiently influenced by the pickles. Only then can you taste it… Vlaggetjes Dag in Scheveningen was an amazing event for enthusiasts. Huge crowds of people come from everywhere across the countries and spread out over the boulevard. But also in the passage and along the hotels and even in the shopping centers. The beach clubs and other restaurants had specially reserved a spot on their menu in advance. Would you like to taste the “Hollandse Nieuwe” here? This is where it is catched. Fresh catch. My “fish fetish” was fortunately shared by Bella. She is a fishophiliac

In the distance of the horizon line the last sailboats passed by. The Volvo Ocean Race was a great event to experience. For participant visitors and certainly also for the crew of the beach clubs where the participants came to relax or to eat and drink. The beach club i working for was expanded for a few days. The terrace became an area with drinks carts, food stalls and buffets. And snacks and treats were brought out from the kitchen. The hustle and bustle you were used to was multiplied. It was busy not only on the terrace but also inside the club itself. Because that’s where the bar is. That attracts a lot of people. And yet it was well organized. The logistics behind it are well prepared and know how to manage the event in the right direction. After a briefing from the chef and the assistant, it was a real happening. The evening started with a DJ. The whole area was a party. It was fucking amazing. One unified sensation happening. All in peace and love. The happy faces the dancing guests who invite you to dance as well. It was a mega event. You go through so much.

Bella noticed that I wasn’t wearing a hat to protect against the sun. Sunstroke is just around the corner. Drinking enough water and cooling down occasionally is the remedy. You have to otherwise you’ll get “sss” better known as solar stress syndrome. And that means that you can get sunstroke during activity and you can lose your bearings. A havoc of emotions can come true then. Some take a moment to shed a tear, others cry out. Or you can have a delicious drink afterwards.

As avid beach lovers, Bella and me are somewhat resistant to that. You are trained in real time to deal with pressure and stress under extreme temperatures. It’s scorching hot! But because you’re so busy you don’t even pay attention to it anymore. Bella said that eventually you will also be able to withstand extreme cold. Is also an extreme. The best method for this is very simple.water water and more water. Bella’s shift was over and we walked to the bottom of the pier. This time of year it is a gathering point for tourists, expats and especially many crew members from the surrounding beachclubs and restaurants. We plopped down on a sand hill. Bella stuck her feet out in front of her and wiggled her big, long toes. She once told me she thought she was the only one with feet this shape. Long slender toes. Pointed feet with extra depth in the soles of the feet. But later she found out that it is a characteristic of Italian women…Personally I thought more of a gene. But left it in the middle…My eye fell on her toe ring.

She saw me looking at it and took an elastic band from her bag and put it around my toe. “You should wear this you will like it,” she explained. ‘Then your phalanges ‘swell’ forward instead of against each other.’ This keeps your toes “long” and flexible. And you don’t get bunions. These are things that come from a woman’s mind. These things a man does not know. I asked for more rubber bands… “Don’t put it  around your cock huh, Danny,” she said ironically. Haha, I won’t beat around the bush, I said back with sarcasm. That wasn’t a trick question, Bella answered back. She was curious about my date in Antwerp with the ‘transformer’ as she called Helène. Bella has a rather traditionally conservative view of genders. There are a lot of things I don’t agree with her about, but I can talk to her about these topics. According to Bella, Hélène is gay if she has sex with men, even though she is now a woman. Originally, she is just a man. Bella didn’t really like sex change. According to her you are man or woman. You can’t suddenly decide one day or another to change gender.

I had other thoughts about it. Because what if that has been going on since childhood?, I gave as a reason. Until primary school, a child must be raised as a ‘little tree, little thing’. I certainly agreed with that. A child must be a child. You don’t have to introduce them to other genders and sexual orientations just yet. Not now! A child has to discover that for himself when time comes. I don’t think an adolescent can become acquainted with this until he or she reaches puberty.First it must learn to speak think and then enjoy the things a kid does. Believing in Sinterklaas and Zwarte Piet and growing up as a child. politics and sexual orientation should not be a growing factor for a child. Once a child becomes adolecent then it might be choose for itself.
You’re not going to be able to stop that anyway from that age period. Bella came across LGBT communities on the internet where children aged 12 to 13 already talk to each other about genders and sexuality already, things like bisexuality, genders, queer are popular topics on those communities on internet. Exactly, I interrupted her, that is precisely the age of higher education when an adolescent is gaining more and more of a foothold in society and is already looking to explore his feelings. You don’t learn this at school, but you will be shown the ropes on the internet. Moreover, from the age of 18 it is up to a child to determine what he or she wants or does not want. It is your own fucking life yo

A quite free situation for people who are born here in the Netherlands, This is a free country but what if a refugee comes to this free country. And starts to push his or her visions out of their cultural belief? Bella was quite political about these topics.. Expansionism, that’s a nice word, putting things in your own hands based on your own vision that is completely at odds with the freedom of the society. People keep saying “yes” to everything and people are too easily walked over. Somewhat out of naivity and on the other hand out of fear. And the “dear” Netherlands is now done with that. We live in a free country, don’t forget that! And that must be maintained, according to Bella, regardless of your race, gender or origin. I agree with that. My opinion about it as long as you keep each others in their value respect each other then everything will be fine. and first and foremost, every person on this planet has the right to a life, but adapt as a civilised person. Be a damn example! The refugee problem is a thingy, said Bella. You cant put more if it is full. Moreover many refugees are drugsaddict or wicked in their heads. We must be careful letting in people so easily. A refugee must be told clearly and made clear that you have ended up in a free country. Freedom of religion, freedom of sexuality and freedom of expression. That should be clear to such a person. In this country you have believers and non-believers and that is normal! You are free to believe and not to believe. It is not mandatory! And in addition to heterosexuals, there are also people who have different sexualities. There are gays and lesbians in the Netherlands. And people who are different in terms of genders or feel different. And that is how it is!

There are nude beaches overhere and there are gay bars.But we also have churches and temples. There are people of liberal arts expression. And there are bars here where alcohol is consumed and coffee shops where marijuana is smoked. And yes, it is quite normal to have a glass of wine with your dinner. Or have a drink after work. And yes, occasionally there is nudity on TV or film. Freedom of expression is called what falls under the law of freedom of expression, whether you give feedback on it or not really doesn’t change that fact! This must become clear to someone if you wants to build your life in the this society. It is a civilised society where we respect each other regardless your gender, race, sexual orientation or whatsoever.

The new government will arrange that, Bella said. It has nothing against LGBT or origin or race or gender or anything else. The new government will be there for all Dutch people. It’s going to be just like America, Bella said. No more bullshit or interference with others, just a self-made entrepreneur adapted to Dutch norms and values. Hardworking people who are independent. According to Bella, religious groups will also be monitored. That’s already happening, I interrupted her. You don’t need to know everything right away. But it is already happening. The value and tradition of an organization or company must be maintained.Because things are going wrongly. Wrong people on wrong positions. Brainwashed conditioned people with no destination. Therefore there is a shake up needed

Distribution is essential. Once that is done, you will not get “settlements” or backroom groups where it will clump like a negative tumor. And the urge to expand in total unsocially ways is countered. When there is division, people learn to accept each other sooner than when you have 1 kind of types. For example, as a non-religious pansexual, I would not feel comfortable being in a homophobic community. That’s why I love Scheveningen. This place is known for its international character. And also keep the tradition alive. And origin, race, sexuality are completely irrelevant here. Bella noticed that too. Everything goes in harmony. It’s in balance. “And do you know why that happens?” I added to her words. Because nothing and no one interferes with each other. Whether you are born here or abroad. Everybody knows how to fit in. People follow the status quo. The norm of our society. And that’s the point. Be free and happy and take care of yourself. That is really something that makes you happy. Love each other it is in every ones dna..

Really ambitious people don’t concern themselves with others. Are too busy living up to their own goals. That is why one becomes or is successful and the other remains stuck in the past. Bella adored my solitary life. Started a new life since the beginning of the year. Left the past behind me, including the people. Bad apples will always try to find ways to stick to you, Bella said. Unfortunately and bad luck for these bad apples because the other fruits see it even though I remained cryptographic. Thee fruitbowl has expanded and also other kinds of fruits has entered the system. The time has come not to say yes to everything, but to decide for yourself who and what you allow. And the gates now go through me. You decide who you want to sympathize with and who you don’t. And nowadays that is seen by the all-seeing eye. There may be so many fruits that want to stick to me, but I ultimately decide with whom I want to blossom from the juices.

Bella was curious about my film roles. She had nothing to do with it herself. She didn’t want to be so prominent. The more she thought it would be cool when I did another production. According to Bella, filmmakers, filmmakers and movie stars are all a bit crazy. That’s right, I told her. Although on set we don’t think so. What is strange for a fly is normal to a spider.Actors are very good at simulation and can fool someone who is sensitive to it. An actor can make someone believe something. That’s the fun of it. That’s what matters! That’s our job! Create a suggestion in the audience or make them think. You know that your performance is successful as an actor. In the world of art and showbiz, nothing is too crazy. That’s exactly what the world is for. Open-minded and reckless souls are in the right place here. However, this is not for everyone. Sometimes roles come along where you really have to go far. Or being naked, Bella added.

For doing nude productions I have also become much more gentle about that. Personally, I take almost millions of photos of myself per week with my analog camera. As deep as possible and as raw as possible. From clean to dirty. From sweet to naughty. I showed Bella a piece of self-recorded video where I wanted to introduce the drunken slave. In an ultimate state of delirium where thoughts and feelings are sidelined. Naked. In the shower. Slow Motion and Glitch Effects. Total vulnerability. So vulnerable where the connection between body and mind comes loose as both are open. Bella laughed a bit, but thought it was art of the highest level. It’s amazing how you ignore yourself like that. Creates a state where you can show the human body without civilization and consciousness. Bella’s words flooded me. I could barely respond to the compliments she gave. When it comes to nudity, many people think that you should be reserved for the surprise effect. You find out in the film industry that that is not the case. Especially for productions where nudity is part of the scene….a body is constantly changing. Every moment you see of yourself is immediately past. That is why being naked in real time for a production is a very symbiotic energetic exchange. Your naked body is in a super slow state of change at that moment. If you can convert that into a performance, you will achieve the ultimate.

And that’s why it’s surprising every time someone offers you a role where you have to be naked. Both for yourself and for your audience. Even if someone has seen you naked before, it is still slightly different every time. Because your body is constantly changing. In terms of body confidence, you immediately build a bridge to someone’s psyche. To what extent is your audience sensitive to it? Or does it not bother about sensitivity at all and really understands the essence of the performance?

When she was younger Bella has appeared on the catwalk in Italy. Sometimes days in a row with little sleep. It was very common to use drugs with her then boyfriend Francesco. In showbiz people use things. It sometimes happens that one after another actors or film special I know from productions are admitted to a clinic or are addicted. I was shocked. The things these people used were not a block of hash or a drink. That is just normal in that world. That is the basic. After that you actually have to be very strong. Because some do not stick to the basics but move on to other things. That is the moment where you have to pay close attention. That can ultimately make or break you as an artist .

In overall actors and film specials respect and adore each other but sometimes you get jealous looks and incomprehension from fellow actors or film specials. They don’t understand how someone like me can act so crazy without needing drugs. Then you have to be really good, an actor once told me. That was really a great compliment I received then…

When can you really call someone addicted to drugs?, Bella asked me. I researched this for a documentary i currently am working on and told her that i know a friend of mine from the movies who was in rehab. The rule is as soon as you wake up and immediately grab what makes you addicted, then you are addicted. Coffee and tea and sports are also included. In this sense, this is not an addiction but a habit that you need. A healthy addiction. With drugs and alcohol it has to do with the “breakdown time”. On average, people are stoned for 3 to 4 hours after a joint or drunk for 5 to 6 hours if you drink heavily. In extreme cases, maximum. Not anymore after that. So if you sleep 8 hours out of these 24 hours and work an average of 8 hours, do 2 hours of sports/hobbies, you will be just fine. You even have time left since many people can multitask. You can only call someone addicted if the person is in spends more than half the day in “space”, i.e. more than 12 hours. If that is not the case, then you are simply not addicted. The statement that you necessarily need something does not apply here. You may certainly need something, but it depends for how long. How much time have you set aside for your moment? Does that work well with your planning? Will you get the bridge to sleep in time? Practice makes perfect solutions. Time management is therefore essential.

Once your preparation and planning is done, you can spend the whole day on the beach. “Is obesity an addiction?”, Bella wondered, that would mean that you spend a maximum of 4 hours eating at work and then another 8 hours afterwards to get to the 12 hours. Imagine not working at all. or do nothing all day long. If you just eat all day and do nothing else, then you are addicted. To food, of course. But you still only eat but you don’t do anything else with it. Same with gambling addicts. In my former days as casino employee for catering, I have seen what addiction is. I worked long shifts from morning to evening. The casino reimbursed everything for an hour’s break in between. For a lunch or dinner of your own choosing. Also reimbursed. You were picked up and brought home by the casino taxi. When I received the first guests in the morning as a receptionist, I kept track of who was in and who was going out. Some stayed in a casino from morning to evening…

That’s so strange and scary at the same time. Very fascinating to see such a person absorbed in his or her urges. Just the wrong form of obsession. It is fucking destructive! Therefore It is good to see this so that you can gain courage not to do it this way. The characteristics of addiction affect everyone. All layers of the population. No matter who or what you are. This madness of energy-wasting desire for lust has gotten me thinking over the years. According to Bella, I am a sex addict. But no stress, do not worry because its a healthy addiction. That’s right, I’m quite on during the summer season. But during Christmas it can be also jingle all the way. Somehow I attract more sexually attractive people since I’ve been open about my orientation. It seems as if people are now seeing openings. Possibilities for wanting to be with me. Species recognizes species. I can’t call myself a sex addict. I think more of a sex admirer. As a pansexual, I am an absolute lover of all aspects of love. And sex is certainly part of that. One of the good and healty addictions is sex. It has already more then two yers that i quit smoking and one day I will become a teetotaller. That is someone who does not use drugs (or tobacco) or alcohol Bella was curious about my reasons for this. After I had my blood drawn for a test, I received this advice. Because I was curious when you can qualify for rehab. When does this happen and why? Unfortunately, according to the clinic, I was not eligible. I don’t drink enough wine.

Bella couldn’t stop laughing. Yes, I told you, you are going to want to know what the standard is for knowing what addiction is? What is the guideline for normal alcohol consumption among others. Am I addicted to wine when I’ve done all my things and then curl up under my electric blanket in front of the TV at the end of the evening with my glass of Merlot or Cabernet Sauvignon? The 12 hours are what it’s all about. And in a week an average of 28 hours if i qould drink everyday. But on average I was only drunk for 6 hours at most…per week and mostly at parties or an event. What if I start drinking more for a while, am I still eligible? The doctor really thought I was joking. That didn’t work either because given my turbulent lifestyle and almost daily activities such as film assignments, art projects, paintings, writing stories, sports and also a part-time job, it was almost a miracle that I had time to be drunk. If you only reserve 6 hours on average per week for this purpose, it is better to leave it out. Because how you do it is exactly in excellent balance, I was given advice. You allow yourself to be influenced too much by “sensitive interpretation”. Your feelings and vibe ultimately lead to results. It is perfectly finetuned. It is like i have mastered it according to the advisor. “Exactly!” said Bella, “fuck others”. People who criticize you are always lower than you. People who give you guidance are more useful to you.

Bella talked about routes in European cities where you work on, for example, a farm or a fishery or an amusement park. You then work temporarily for a few days to a week or two and then go to other cities. I actually want that too. Working abroad. That’s where real life lies. The reason I have to do this is because of the film roles that are becoming more and more lucrative and interesting. While I usually responded as an extra, some productions placed me as a noble extra or simply as an actor. This is a sign that you are already being drawn into this world. Being able to be the world of expressing yourself without any embarrassment. Where it has a purpose and fits the situation. In the art world you can suddenly be “plugged in”. In addition, foreign productions are also starting to appeal to me. For me, acting is not only fun, but the entertaining aspect also comes to the fore. And extremely educational because you become familiar with character roles. For me, a diploma or certificate is not interesting. It doesn’t tell you anything about your skills. Anyone can get a diploma or certificate. The laurel wreath for an artist is an Oscar or Palm d’Or or any other cinematic award. That is the recognition award for your talent. But it is not the awards actually itself, that is the result eventually. It is the pleasure to act to be part of a production, to entertain people, to inspire people. And that is mainly due to your passion. If you are not passionate, your talent will never blossom. It is therefore strange to me when people ask what I find more important Work or film? The acting is work. That’s the answer.

When I was in Antwerp, Bella had already made preparations with Mary. She agreed to film ourselves during the threesome. Location: fox hotel. Where else. And if not then the other nearby hotel. With those tinted windows. Bella picked up her phone and texted Mary. Whether she can check in before three. No sooner said than done. Tonight you will sleep with us, Bella said, almost naturally. We first went to Kruidvat to buy nail polish. Of course, this was for the game right away. I was very curious to see what these ladies had come up with together. We walked to the hotel with a bottle of Lindemans and some snacks. This would be the first FFM threesome for me. Who do I pay attention to first? Which one wants on top which one is more submissive. Or are they both assertive? How do you start with something like that? Is it just like the previous times? And whats up with that nail polish? Bella continued to stare at me mysteriously as I asked these questions. She enjoyed it.

I realized that foreplay had already started. When we entered the hotel room she was already waiting and completely in space. With a girly cry, both ladies hugged each other. Mary had missed me too. The stonedness of the weed made her eyes squint a little. I thought that was pretty hot. She was, in her words, “stump”. She had already had a drink and had a joint just before checking in. Quite remarkably, there were no glasses in the minibar. The ladies sent me to the lobby to pick it up. When I came back it was as if I had opened the door of heaven. Two beautiful ladies dressed like angels in lingerie lay on the large bed with their bare soles extended towards me. With the bottle of nail polish in between. And the camera was already rolling next to the wardrobe where they put it. They looked at me questioningly. Like I needed to know what to do next. I started painting Mary’s feet first. Then Bella’s. The painting brought them into ecstasy. Bella pulled me between the sheets. She put my hand in her panties. It felt damp and sticky. Mary did the same. With chilling calm I inserted my fingers deeper into the vagina of these two bandits. Best Female friends with me in between. Meanwhile the ladies kissed each other. And Mary automatically grabbed my cock. It was extremely hard and she took it out of my pants. “Mamma Mia!”, Bella said as she met my erection. She spanked my cock. Mary navigated Bella’s head to my cock. She watched me as Bella gave me a blow job. I went crazy kissing Mary and kneading and playing with her breasts. I was pushed flat on the bed. Mary put her pussy on my mouth and it literally silenced me. She clearly meant for me to shut up.

Bella stood on the bed and turned her body towards Mary. The triangle in all its glory. The panting, the pulling of limbs and gasping mouths. We understood each other. The natural instincts gave us direction. Mary’s pussy was burning with desire because she hadn’t come yet. Bella looked at me. She rubbed her damp pubic hair between Mary’s thighs. It turned me on. Because I got up again and stood next to the bed. A moment of uncertainty. Or not? I didn’t know what to do when Mary grabbed my cock with her mouth like a suction cup. She did it. The panting turned into a moan. And again I was forced into bed. I had to stay in the habitat. Mary sat on me and completely immersed herself in my “rodeo” she screeched and screamed like an Indian. Her native roots radiated from her pores. Yes!! Yes!! she shouted. It was Bella’s turn now. She wanted me to fuck her while she played with Mary. It became a symphony of musical notes. The Grammy could be delivered. Because in the meantime Mary was being fingered by Bella. They couldn’t keep their hands off each other! Waiting your turn was not an option. Grab and cling to what you can. There was no plan of action. It happened spontaneously by feeling and touch. Automatically. As if it had to be this way.

Our three sweaty bodies were still writhing with pleasure. Bella lit a cigarette and opened the hotel room window. Her breasts swayed beautifully in the sheltering shadow. Mary lay stretched out on the bed. I got up and did a “helicopter” in front of the mirror in the door. It’s a good stretch, Bella said, grinning. I spanked her on her bare buttocks. Then I hugged Mary. It’s been a long time, I told her. It was true. Mary had been lying the whole time. She had fled her family because she was a lesbian. She didn’t live on the prairie at all and she didn’t have a boyfriend at all. She had escaped from a church. Bella knew this but hadn’t told me yet. Apparently not to kill the vibe. I gave Mary a kiss and told her it’s not relevant. Everyone has their own reasons for being themselves. I asked her how she experienced it. This was a very special moment for her. Mary had never had sex with a boy before. So she lost her virginity during a threesome with me and Bella. This was also unique for me. My first female-male-female threesome. And for Bella the first with a woman.

Outside it started to rain. Bizarre considering it’s almost July already. It had something special. There was nothing else to do so we decided to stay in the hotel room. Most of the room attendants knew Bella. She wanted to play a joke. We called room service and ordered a bottle of champagne and the meal of the day. Fried potatoes with gourmet and shrimp cocktail. We left the hotel door ajar because I had to receive the food… naked. The maid’s footsteps came closer and a dark blonde girl entered the room. To break the ice somewhat, Bella and Mary shouted at the same time: room service! I was surprised because she could laugh about it. She wanted to lie down, but unfortunately she was on duty she told us.  Bella knew her from previous encounters in the hotel.
Women are like the internet, directly connected as soon as you know each other, I put that into perspective.
We then did the joke I always played at the beach club here with fellow collegues.
Bella asked the maid to ask my name.
In English.
Then I answered in the style of the character:

She couldn’t stop laughing. Then she introduced herself. Beautiful name, simple and yet it doesn’t really suit her. She’s too wild for an Iris. I watched her observing my tattoos. I felt her eyes on my body. Meanwhile, Bella looked at me and saw that something was happening between me and Iris. Women are very alert to these things. Details. They are good at that. Strange situation. Bella knows. I feel it. Or was it also a predestined plan? Out of sympathy, Iris looked aside for a moment when i grabbed a towel to cover my crotch. What were these drunk and stoned ladies up to? I didnt care. I looked at Iris. then i looked at Bella and Mary. They laughed. Then Iris asked me if i want to go with her to the disco next week. Only if Bella and Mary can come along, i answered. We had a deal. The seventh month of the year is already dipped into sensational excitement...

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Eden Part XV: Iris