Virgínia
" I liked Dr. Clifford and I will do my prenatal with him, yes!" I said and even stamped my foot on the floor of Murilo's car.
" He is a cocky man, and you should choose better the person who will accompany you throughout your pregnancy, Virginia " Murilo insisted, once again "You should see other options first. Some indication, who knows?”
"And who could refer me to an obstetric doctor, Murilo?”
From the moment we got in that car, Murilo insisted that I should not have my prenatal appointment with the kind doctor who had seen me in the emergency room that afternoon, and I did not intend to comply with his wishes in any way. He didn't like the doctor, but he wouldn't be the one to see, I would. And no one better than me knows who would be the ideal person to
Murilo After opening the door of her house, Virginia entered, indicating then the interior of the residence with visible reluctance, something that I did not mind at all, and whether she liked it or not, now I am part of her life and would fight hard for my space. I looked around the room, carefully observing the inside of the house, which, despite being small, seemed to be very cozy, and I noticed that although it is a simple environment, it is very comfortable and organized, which indicated that everything is well taken care of by its residents. " Mom! " Virginia called out, walking to the beginning of a corridor "Mom!” She didn't invite me to sit down or anything else that good manners dictate, but I did anyway and waited, while Virginia continued down the hallway,
Virgínia I couldn't describe what I was feeling at that moment. There were so many emotions inside my chest that I couldn't define what was predominating because I couldn't even recognize most of them. How could my parents have simply abandoned me, just when I needed the support of the people I loved the most in this world? Not even when I decided that I would sell my virginity to get the money I needed to provide a better life for my parents, not even on that day did I feel my heart beat as fast as it did now. Even today, before I left home, my mother was by my side, supporting me. She even made some tea with some salt and water crackers, in an attempt to make me feel better! I knew that my father was treating me with in
VirgíniaI couldn't say that I didn't believe him, nor could I go so far as to say that I did. I was confused, and what happened at the store this afternoon only made me more suspicious about Murilo."I don't know, Murilo. I am very confused. Even more so now that my parents have moved to another city and haven't even said goodbye to me.” I didn't want to cry again, but the tears fell without mercy and there I was, crying once more.Murilo hugged me, but this time, I felt more sensitive than before, I couldn't understand why, I just felt it. He pushed my hair away from my face and tried to wipe away the tears, which were coming down in abundance, and soon his fingers were caressing my face delicately and tenderly, making me weak. This was exactly what I needed at that moment: tenderness. And he was offering it to me. I sought his lips with mine and kissed him intensely, and my ardor was immediately reciprocated. We kissed for several minutes and only our mouths were touching becaus
MuriloWhen I invited Virginia to take a bath with me, her response would not just be about something as routine as that. The real question was whether she would accept what I was offering.By agreeing to the shower, she also agreed to try to make it work, even in the face of so many things that stood in our way, and I internally celebrated that small victory, for I knew that the road was just beginning.While we waited for our dinner to arrive, I thought I would take advantage of the time with something really interesting, which was this delicious but overly stubborn girl."I like to take cold showers" She warned me as we entered the small shower stall in her bathroom.I looked at her with a question mark in my eyes, but
VirgíniaWhen I woke up the day after my parents left home, I was in my room, but even that familiar environment, in which I had lived all my life, seemed different. It was not just that Murilo was in the same bed as me, sleeping next to my body, something totally e. I felt different and understood that the time had come to give in and try to make this work.But it was so hard to trust someone like Murilo, who was a rich man, owner of companies, and full of commitments, with a family that must have been snobbish and who certainly wouldn't accept me among them. It was not only because I was not of the same social level as them, but also because of the way we had met and even more so if everyone found out that I got pregnant even though he had been careful and used a condom. But even with all this constantly torturing me because my thoughts kept coming back to this same conflict, I still agreed to let Murilo sleep at my place, just because I was feeling strangely lonely. This was a ne
VirgíniaAfter the appointment with Dr. Clifford, where the doctor tried to reassure me about my drastic mood swings and the roller coaster of feelings that had taken over me in the last few days, I felt less confused about everything that was happening.The doctor was very kind during the whole time, as well as very considerate, and said that everything that had been happening to me was due to pregnancy hormones and that it was completely normal what I was feeling." In order for you to be able to cope better with Virginia's mood swings, you need to do something simple, and it can be done easily by both of you," The doctor told us during the consultation." And what would that be, doctor? " Murilo asked." T
MuriloI wanted Virginia and my body was saying it needed to be at that moment, but still, I was in doubt if we should go through with it now. Desire overcame rationality when Virginia clung to me, matching my kisses with equal ardor.She began to remove my social shirt, quickly concluding this action and reaching for my pants.When I had only my white boxer shorts on, I noticed that Virginia was still fully dressed, and immediately tried to change that picture. I grabbed the hem of her lightly knit dress and lifted it up to her shoulders so that she could remove it over her head, and she promptly helped me with the task.Now that we were only in our underwear, all I could think about was getting inside her as soon as possible, but I understood
VirgíniaMurilo's apartment was exactly as I imagined it would be, and that almost managed to discourage me from actually moving into the place, but I needed to be sensible and understand that now I couldn't think only about myself and more important than my concerns about my son's father's financial and social status, was the child I was expecting.With this thought in mind, I got to know every room of the huge and luxurious apartment that was nothing like the place where a single and busy man lived, both in terms of size and everything in it.It was also clear that he relied on professional help to keep everything so clean and organized, but this was something I shouldn't even have been surprised about, after all, he was a rich man.I shouldn't get too hung up on details like that either, and just tried to concentrate on his explanations about the daily routine and the days the person who took care of the apartment worked to maintain all that perfect luxury. But Mirtes did not only