cris .. what can i say what a cutesy …. he is a big fella has a crazy sence of humour .. and somehow he drives the woman crazy …. oh hang on it could have something to do with the fact he is a chef … any man that can cook i gotta say has my vote to …. id wont him just as bad as all these other woman too .. i guess i will just have to wait in line like the rest …. the funny storys he tells brings tears to your eyes … the dates he has been on and with whom too .. some have been very famous women .. i mustn’t name names thou .. i could get sued for exposing his sex life and also exposing some well known celebrities but lets just say a few Aussie models have been up there ….. and even a red headed Politian.. hmm ok ok i best to shut up now and get on with his story …cris has always wonted to be a chef as a child he spent many hours after school being cared for by his grandma while his parents worked ther 50 hours a week jobs … she basically raised him really so his bond and love for his grandma was strong .. she of course begin from the old world was always baking and cooking .. each night coming home from school the smell of freshly baked cookies would fill the house … a soup bubbling away … or a roast in the oven … there was always a brilliant smell coming from his house … as he sat at the table his grandma rolling out dough ..she would tell him story’s of the old days .. cris sat at the table listening contentedly to her and crunching on his handful of butter cookies and glass of fresh milk … from the cow out the back she milked early during the day .. she was a strong women with the stamina of an ox .must of been why she ended up with 9 children of her own …. she could organise and damn army if she wonted too …. cris just adored her and had all the time in the world for her … as you can tell it was his grandma who got him into cooking … she never let him help her thou until he was about 12 ..his passion for it grew stronger each passing year … cris helped out with the family special dinners like easter ,birthdays and he loved the xmas lunch and dinners the best … stuffing the turkey . salads as far as the eye could see … in his excitement he often made way to much food .. but the other guests love it .. as they all got to take home a plate of food . cris became very popular with his family and thats why is was a very sad day when he left … yes he did .. he left his family ..and went to spain to learn to be the best chef he could be …he lived in a little cottage with other learner chefs .. there was much hustle and bustle each morning . they all had to share two bathrooms and with 12 people living there it was just monstrous getting yourself organised each morning … spain was a very liberated country so it seemed .. there were 6 boys and 6 fine looking young women living there. each had there own small room ofcousre the women ran around the corridors half naked .. they went to the showers with just there underwear and a towel draped over there shoulders often going in two by two to save time … they flirted with the boys and drove them crazy with there half naked body’s wondering around the place each morning …. breakfast was prepared for them each.morning by Rowena. a fat dumpy women rough as guts .. she reminded cris of his grandma back home … and made conversation with her quickly …lucky he learnt spanish in school so cris was able to fit in really fast … again gaining the attention from the girls with his wit and charm … oh he had the magic power in him no matter where he went … . one late friday night as he lay in bed reading his latest letter from his parents …. a little tap at the door he could hear …..he opened it and in rushed little Helen.. dressed in her night gown as he shut the door she flipped of her gown and jumped into his bed .patting the pillow and waiting for him … cris kindly obliged the girl with some .. well real Aussie loven and she certainly returned the favour with some spanish dancing of her own under the covers …it appeared that from time to time there was many bed hoppers going around … these spanish girls were all horny bitches … almost each night there seemed to be a little tap on his door from helen .. a loud knock came from rulla and a song tune knock came from loretta … one night a strange knock came he opened it to find steven standing there so he punching right in the face and shut the door … no more boys ever came knocken on his door again .. but the ladies were numerous and constant …. there days were spent cooking under tough head chef mr Linodo.. tough as nail a real bastard but the best school was here and cris wanted to be the best … come night time the place took on a sex fest theme … they drank they ate then fucked each others brains out all night .. then up at 4am to begin there day again .. there wasnt much time to actually go out and see much of spain .there house became there refuge there life . of course there was jealousy with the girls they adored the aussie men there was to cris and nigel . terry was french but had a small dick so he was the one teased and never saw much action from the girls.but cris got lots … this night was helens night again as he lay in bed almost timing the knocks at night now waiting patiently the tiny gentle knock came from the door cris quickly jumped up to let her in … it was a very hot night to his surprise she was standing there with nothing on but her 6 inch heels and suspenders on … Cris couldnt belive she had just walked past the family room where he could here voices and past the kitchen where a few were cooking .. they all missed her .. cris laughed loudly and shut the door behind her …. she quickly turns to cris falls to her knees before and tells of her undying love for him ….how she would cook for him for ever make him happy ..please him with what ever he so asked for the rest of his living life ..she loved him so deeply and would of done anything to belong to him … he picked her up of the floor ever so gently with his big muscular hands and sweetly tells her .. she is his for ever but he can not be for one women alone … his blood makes him desire women . she falls back on her knees drops his pants and begins to pleasure his cock with her warm mouth he soon gets hard inside her as she muffled ..(i will make you happy i will please you every night ) cris pats her on the head and speaks 9 i know you will helen i know you will he then lies back on the bed not once did she release his hard dick from her mouth as he lies down .and so she continued to suckle on him ..he lies there looking down at her shiny hair bouncing around on his groin he feels a sence of gratitude to her …..she is amazing at sucking his cock and does feel a little jealous that she gives it out so freely to the other men in the house so he lifts her head and tells her that for now she can be exclusive to him and him to her … she screams at the top of her lungs celebrating her joy she kisses him all over his face 50 times then jumps on top of him and rides him hard like a horse bouncing up and down on his cock she rides him faster and faster .her legs bent around him her ass swaying from side to side .cris grabs handfuls of her arse cheeks and helps her ride him harder antop of him banging her pussy lips around his cock as hard as he can go her head flipping backwards in sheer utter pleasure .her sensual breasts beating and bouncing with each hard pumping motion they do . the sensation of her lips colliding with his massive cock over and over again repeatedly non stop his cock begins to throb … its about to blow helen screams louder and louder as she comes to orgasm and blow her juices all over him …. his cock throbs one last time .before it begins to pulse as cum shoots from his body in a enormous orgasmic explostion..it thobs and throbs over and over again both there orgasms strong they both sigh together in relief the bloody rushing back to there heads now as they pant hard helen flops her sweaty wet body on cris as they hug untill they catch there breath the next few days were very hard for cris at night she came in every night wanting to please him … they did everything from doggy to chains to food in just a few days she gave him head job after head job she let him do anal on her for the first time she was willing to show him that she will do anything just for him she loved him so dearly but as much as cris tried he just couldnt love her the same back cris quickly became bored with helen she was trying to hard to keep him all for herself. cris couldnt handle the constant attention from her .. every where he went she was there right beside him ..cris was feeling smothered by her trapped almost as she was telling everyone they were an official item and other women need to stand back now .. cris was so upset that she was tacking control of his life …. he could feel his blood begin to boil he knew what he had to do …. yep you guessed it break it off for good … he pulled her in the bedroom and just opened his mouth and it came right out ..she slapped him hard across the face acused him of being an bad boyfriend a bad man who just used her for sex .. he stood there with his arms out dumb founded at her accusations .. he was the one who told her he wasnt able to commit he wonted women ..she chose to ignore it she thought her love could change him but it didnt now she feels the fool for even trying … she slaps him again and walks out the room …..lieing in bed that night ….. upset and sad by the days events he hears the musical knock of loretta .he ignored the first 2 knocks thinking she would go away but instead she opened the door and quietly creeped in …. she tells him that all the girls in the house missed him so much there so happy he is back and to show how happy she was she there her clothes down on the floor climbed under the covers with him and they had wild amazing sex for hours and hours ..cris was himself again he was able to feel the love of another women again and again each night a different body to touch ..different breasts to suck .. a different women to kiss passionately .. this is where cris was happiest .. and it showed in his cooking skills .. 3 years late cris graduated with top honours in his class .he was now a master chef in his own right .. a few years after cris went back home he opened up his own restaurant which became famous with the famous …. his business went brilliantly as for his sex life .. well lets just say that even the famous love a little bit of dirty toilet fucking or after hour visits …..

Tänk er följande scenario: 22-årige Andreas är på chartersemester i thailändska Pattaya, en ort känd för sexklubbar och prostitution. En kväll drar han ut på en barrunda och super sej rejält dyngfull. En inkastare lockar in honom på en av sexklubbarna, och kvällen slutar med att han har oskyddat sex med en prostituerad. Efteråt är Andreas livrädd och ångrar sej bittert. Kanske har han åkt på någon elakartad, svårbehandlad könssjukdom, kanske har han till och med blivit HIV-smittad. När han kommit hem får Andreas kontakt med en svensk kvällstidningsjournalist som bestämmer sej för att göra en snyfthistoria om Andreas hemska upplevelse. Artikeln skildrar hur en stackars oskyldig svensk turist luras att hälla i sej väldiga mängder sprit och sedan förleds att köpa sex. Charterbolaget och barägarna i Pattaya framställs som bovarna i dramat. Vad är det för onda, cyniska människor som lockar oskyldiga svenska ungdomar till ett sådant syndens näste som Pattaya? Känner de inget ansvar? Gör de vad som helst för att tjäna snabba pengar?

Slutet av detta tänkta scenario är förstås fullständigt osannolikt. Det går inte att framställa en aspackad horkund som ett offer. Ingen kvällstidningsreporter skulle ta i historien med tång, och ytterst få läsare skulle tycka synd om Andreas. Han får helt enkelt skylla sej själv och ta konsekvenserna av sitt ansvarslösa handlande.

Ann Heberleins uppmärksammade bok Det var inte mitt fel startade en debatt kring återupprättandet av det personliga ansvaret i svenskt samhällsliv. Många människor är trötta på den slappa, kravlösa mentalitet som innebär att praktiskt taget alla felsteg kan skyllas på sociala problem eller på övergripande, strukturella fel i samhället. Brottslingen som har rånat och misshandlat oskyldiga människor skyller på sin taskiga uppväxt i betongförorten och på den strukturella rasism som gör att han som andra generationens invandrare inte får något jobb. Undersköterskan som har slagit och förnedrat patienter på äldreboendet skyller på att hon varit stressad och att det saknats tydliga etiska regler på arbetsplatsen. Direktören som på ett ohederligt sätt tillskansat sej bonusar i mångmiljonklassen skyller på det system som möjliggjort detta. Alla är offer, ingen bär något ansvar. Ja, alltså ingen förutom det abstrakta ”samhället” eller ”systemet”, som ju aldrig kan ställas till svars.

Kvällstidningarnas nyhetsredaktioner verkar dock vara omedvetna om denna opinionsströmning. Deras journalistik handlar fortfarande i hög grad om snyftreportage där människor framställs som offer utan eget ansvar eller förmåga att kunna förutse konsekvenser av sina handlingar. Och vilka kan vara mera tacksamma att placera i offerrollen än unga, söta, till synes oskyldiga tjejer?

Det är just det Expressen/Kvällsposten gör när de ytterligare en gång publicerar ett skandalreportage om hur svenska ungdomar på chartersemester deltar på sprit- och sexfester. Storyn är i korta drag så här:

I semesterorten Ayia Napa på Cypern finns ett par barer/nattklubbar som drivs av svenskar under namnet ”Grabbarna Grus”. Grabbarna Grus anordnar fester som vänder sej till unga svenska charterturister. På festerna dricker deltagarna sej våldsamt berusade, varpå de uppmanas delta i lekar som går ut på att man ska klä av sej. Inte oväntat urartar dessa fester ofta i något som närmast liknar offentliga gruppsexorgier där mer eller mindre nakna människor grovhånglar till allmänt beskådande. Under festerna filmar Grabbarna Grus personal med videokamera. Videoupptagningarna klipps ihop till filmer som säljs på barerna som ett slags souvenirer. Enligt en tjej som uttalar sej i artikeln är dessa filmer närmast att likna vid hemmagjorda porrfilmer, och en del av de tjejer som syns i filmerna känner sej i efterhand kränkta och utnyttjade.

Om det handlat om minderåriga ungdomar; om de tjejer som super sej aspackade och hetsas att visa tuttarna på dansgolvet hade varit 13-14 år, då hade upprördheten varit befogad. Enligt svensk lag är så unga människor att betrakta som barn, och barn ska givetvis inte förledas att dricka sej berusade eller att delta i offentliga sexlekar som spelas in på film. I så fall måste barnen ses som offer, och de vuxna som initierat aktiviteterna måste hållas ansvariga.

Men nu är det inga barn det handlar om. Tjejerna som intervjuas i artikeln är 22 – 23 år gamla. De är myndiga, de har rätt att gifta sej, skaffa barn, ta körkort, rösta, ingå juridiskt bindande avtal, köpa sprit på systemet och alla andra friheter som hör vuxenlivet till. Och de har – inte minst – rätten att åka på charterresa till Ayia Napa och parta stenhårt i två veckor.

Men med dessa fri- och rättigheter följer också ett ansvar. Om man väljer att supa skallen av sej på en av Grabbarna Grus fester, och sedan väljer att hoppa upp på scenen och strippa inför ett gäng drängfulla grabbar som skriker ”visa pattarna” medan hela spektaklet förevigas på video… ja, då får man också leva med dessa val efteråt. Då har man ingen rätt att i efterhand komma och beklaga sej och säga att man känner sej ”kränkt”.

Visst kan man tycka att Grabbarna Grus verksamhet är snaskig, cynisk och osmaklig. Men faktum kvarstår: De som deltar är vuxna människor som gör det av egen fri vilja. Så, sorry tjejer, ni må känna er hur kränkta som helst, men ni är inga offer. Ni får helt enkelt skylla er själva, precis som Andreas som varit i Pattaya fick skylla sej själv i mitt tänkta exempel.