BASIC SECURITY!His mouth was velvety, his lips were plump. Cilmo laughed inside his mouth when their teeth accidentally clashed, and he stumbled when she sought his tongue.Fael moved away from her, leaving her momentarily puzzled."What's wrong?" she asked when she noticed he was uncomfortable and had moved to the other side of the elevator, his head bowed."I'm sorry... I...""It's okay, Fael. We're in your workplace," she said, trying to convey calmness. She released the elevator button. "Give me your contact information, and we can arrange to meet outside of here, talk a bit, get to know each other better."He dictated his number, and she wrote it down. She smiled at him before letting him off the elevator when it reached the ground floor.She celebrated with Murilo and Lipe in the waiting room when they told her that Lara would be transferred to observation in the late afternoon, moving out of the ICU. This was more than enough reason to celebrate, and the group was buzzing with
RELAXCilmo received a confirmation message from her friends, who assured her that they would call her in an hour and if she didn't answer, they would come knocking down the door. She laughed and set off on her way. She arrived at Fael's neighbourhood an hour and ten minutes later, and at the entrance of the neighbourhood, on a busy avenue, she stopped at a convenience store to buy a bottle of wine.His house had a gate and low walls, and she soon spotted him in front of the house, sitting on the sidewalk. Oh my goodness, he was shirtless and wearing shorts! This was making it difficult for her, he was really going all out!He stood up from the ground, and she almost drove onto the sidewalk when she saw the abs on his stomach. He had a serious expression but smiled when he saw her parking."I thought you wouldn't come," he greeted her."Took a while, didn't it? I was at Barcaça!" she replied."Wow, I didn't realise you were in such a distant neighbourhood." It wasn't her imagination,
TAKE IT EASY, RELAX.Cilmo noticed that he still didn't quite grasp the concept of kissing and almost laughed again. In the elevator, he had been hesitant with his tongue, either unsure of what to do with it or being economical with its use.And his mouth was so delicious that it would be a waste to kiss like two children.He was so tall that her neck was already sore from tilting her head up. She paused the kiss and walked towards the first step of the staircase, holding his hand and pulling him along. Fael thought they would go upstairs, but she made him step down from the stairs, and she climbed onto the first step, becoming taller and able to kiss him without any discomfort. He understood and wrapped his arms around her waist, and they resumed the kiss."Let me feel your tongue, Fael," she whispered. She had both her hands on his neck, intensifying the kiss."Oh, okay, sorry," he said, and she wanted to laugh. But his shy tongue was now mingling with hers.Gradually, he started ge
SECOND ROUND.It seemed there would be many first times with the nurse, because when he was carried away by orgasm, when the wave of pleasure and ecstasy engulfed him, he trembled as if he were receiving a shock of high voltage and he didn't pull her hair as he normally would, which almost always happened with her, but she continued sucking him until the spasms left his body, and when she looked at him, she saw two tears streaming down his face."Megan, did I hurt you?!" Cilmo quickly got up, even though he knew he couldn't have hurt her, he got scared, thinking he might have done something wrong."No," he smiled and hugged her tightly, "I think I lost control. I've never felt a sensation like this before."He laughed, too happy. Overwhelmed, he laughed like a fool, touching her deeply."Oh, you scared me, dude! But tell me, did you like it?" She lay on his chest, more relaxed."If I liked it? I wouldn't even know which word to use. I don't think there are words that can express how a
FORCED DETOXIFICATIONLara was being monitored by a medical team, and now Lipe and Murilo could visit her. Gradually, within a few hours, she regained consciousness and understood what had happened to her. She had been transferred from the ICU to the observation room and then to a room on the third floor, in the psychiatric area."Can you guys give me a moment alone with Lara?" Patrícia asked with a smile as she entered the room."Of course!" both Lipe and Murilo replied. Lipe kissed the girl's forehead. "I'll be right outside, Lara," he reassured her and accompanied Murilo to the waiting chairs in the hallway."Lara, the doctors must have told you about your treatment here, right?" Patrícia had pulled a chair closer to the girl and started the conversation. "You spent a few days in the ICU, and as soon as you came out of the coma, you were transferred to the observation room. I know you're not fully understanding what has been happening, and you've been keeping quiet, but I want you
UNFRIEND ME!The doctor left her feeling desolate. She now felt like a prisoner, and when Lipe came to visit her in the afternoon, arriving before Murilo and the others, she was sad and devastated."Hey, my dear," he greeted her with a kiss on the forehead, and she was indifferent. "Are you okay?" He sat down near her bed and held her hand."I want to leave, Lipe.""I know, and you will soon.""Could you bring my bag when you come to visit me again?" she asked, and it was the most she said. She spent the rest of the visiting hours silent and sad.Murilo, Lino, Clara, Megan, Dercy, Hanna, Cilmo, Dalia, and Linda also visited her, but no one could manage to bring even the slightest smile to her face.At night, she still experienced tremors, chills, and a headache. Her stomach was queasy, but she didn't ask for anything from the doctors. She was shivering at midnight when the night psychiatrist was called to see her by the nurse."Withdrawal is difficult, isn't it, Lara? I will prescribe
ONLY PROFESSIONAL HELP.And now one of the nurses from the team was always in the room when Lipe visited. They no longer trusted him. One of the nurses who visited Lara on that floor was Fael, accompanied by Cilmo. Lara remained silent, apathetic towards everyone, feeling frustrated and humiliated by being restrained in bed."Lara, I'm having an affair with Nurse Fael," Cilmo confessed to her, sounding like a teenager confiding in a friend. This was the only time that Lara looked at her, showing a spark of interest. The room was filled with bouquets of roses brought by friends who visited her all day. "Can you believe that a gorgeous guy like him, a fantastic guy like him, was still a virgin?" Cilmo had closed the door to share the details with her friend. "I went to his place, you know, and there I was, dirty and sweaty after a tiring day at work. He was all shy, not knowing what to say or where to put his hands, and I attacked him. Hehehe, it was amazing!"Lara stared at her lawyer
A COMPLETE MAKEOVER ON THE FORMER INMATE.Megan entered the house at that moment:"Is that the smell of coffee?" she shouted as she entered, and Clara felt a chill down her spine, fearing that her friend would say she had spoken to Jânio."Oh, but let's go to my room before you have coffee," Clara pushed her confused friend towards her room."What's going on, you crazy woman? I want coffee!""Keep your voice down! I just wanted to ask you not to mention Jânio's party in front of Otávio," she whispered, warning her friend."There's going to be a party?" Megan grinned. "When and where?""I don't know yet, but Jânio just came to tell me and said he would talk to you too. I told him I'll only go if you do!""Awesome, count me in! But wait. Why can't Otávio know, Clara? Aren't you two fucking dating? I thought that was already settled!""I know, Meg, but we've slept together and I know it upsets him when he finds out, you know.""When do you fuck? Ah, fuck him. It's none of his damn busine
TWO YEARS LATER"It may seem like many people say that, but I'm being completely sincere when I say you are the most beautiful pregnant woman I have ever seen!" Clara exclaimed as Megan entered her apartment."I hope she believes you, Clara, because I tell her the same thing every day and she doesn't believe me," Gregory said, entering behind his eight-month pregnant wife, who waddled with her pregnant swagger."I believe you, Greg, but when his godmother says it, I'm happy too," Megan said, sitting down with some effort and with Gregory's help. The two had been married for a year and seemed to be in a constant honeymoon phase. "Friend, I also never tire of saying that your apartment is the most beautiful I have ever seen.""I'm obliged to agree, and Dália helped me furnish it.""Dália has incredible taste, doesn't she?""Yes, look at this painting!" Clara pointed to the wall where a beautiful landscape canvas was hanging. It was exactly the painting of Paradise – she says it's for me
SO MUCH OLDER.When they left, Dália and Linda were buzzing with excitement, practically ready to take flight. Linda made calls to catering services, wanting everything to be perfect, and sent messages in the group, warning everyone and threatening anyone who thought about leaving tonight, as she wanted everyone present.Lara sent an audio message, saying she was heading to Márcia's house right now and promised to drag her along by her hair if she had to. Everyone responded with laughing and laughing emojis.Clara was practically dragged to the main house by Linda and Dália. Priscilla was already there with her boyfriend and their daughters, busy cleaning and organizing the house for the party later.Frank tried to help as much as he could, Jânio had left work to assist everyone, and Megan pulled Clara aside to tell her that this party would be good to get them out of the slump they were in. It was Clara's father's call that reminded her that she was supposed to be on her way to his h
RESCUEShe locked the living room door, trembling at the thought of him showing up, knowing she would hit him if he appeared there now. She paced around the room like a caged lioness. Hurt, devastated, and feeling dirty. She felt like the dirtiest woman on the face of the earth.Dália must have seen the lights on in her living room because minutes later she knocked on her door. And she only opened it because she recognized her friend's voice."Why was your door locked?" Dália asked as soon as she entered. "I couldn't sleep thinking about Jaqueline and Márcia, can you believe it? I'm going to make some coffee."Her friend didn't look at her and didn't notice how bad she was feeling. Clara thought it was better that way and shouted from the living room."Okay, I'll get ready and take a shower, and then I'll come to the kitchen."She really needed a shower and took a long one, hoping that the water would wash away some of her pain and anguish down the drain, and that her eyes wouldn't be
THERE ARE OTHER PLEASURES IN LIFE.And that's exactly how it went. Clara had a sleepless night. It was past midnight, and she was still stressed, thinking about how casually he had mentioned talking to her father, solving the problem, just like that. But by one in the morning, her feelings had changed, and she felt like a fool for getting upset and kicking him out of her house simply because he had said he would never have sex with her, ever! What kind of woman was she, getting rid of a man just because he said he would never sleep with her?But at two in the morning, she reconsidered. No, it wasn't about sex! The harsh reality of her situation with Otavio was that it was messy and strange. Perhaps deep down, she knew that it would have to come to an end someday. It wasn't about sex, it wasn't a relationship, it wasn't what they had. She knew that one day it would have to end, and now seemed just as good a time as any. A breaking point could come at any moment, even now.Reality final
I AM AT MY LIMITDália messaged her shortly after, and she thought it was Dália who was turning the doorknob."Hi, my dear. Is something wrong?""Was it you at my bedroom door?" she asked."No, I'm already in bed, but I was there about twenty minutes ago, and Otávio was mopping the living room. Is everything okay?""No. We had an argument, Dália.""I understand.""I don't want him in my house anymore. Please let him know that he needs to go back to his own house.""I will, don't worry."After a sleepless night, she left her room and saw that the living room was sterile clean, but he wasn't there. Thank goodness for that. But his mother was there because the smell of fresh coffee was coming from the kitchen."Good morning," she greeted her friend, who along with Linda, was sitting at the table having breakfast."Good morning. Are you feeling better?" Dália asked, concerned."Yes. I'm feeling better now.""Was it one of his quirks?" Linda asked."No, Linda. I got upset when I joked with
YOU DON'T SLEEP HERE ANYMORE!"I still can't believe it," she said, lying on his chest in the morning. "I don't even feel the urge to drink.""God, that's the best thing I've heard in centuries," Lipe said, his voice husky and smiling."I didn't sleep with Murilo, Lipe. I know I've said it already, but I want to emphasize it.""It's okay, love. I believe you, okay?""Especially because I could only think of you since I left the hospital, and my mind was filled with thoughts of you all the time.""Lara, I'm so happy, and it's so unbelievable to me that I feel like I might be dreaming, you here with me, telling me that you love me." He propped himself up on his elbows and looked at her with shining eyes."I don't understand why it's so hard to believe. I'd be crazy not to love you, love. I may be dependent, but I'm not insane. You're the most incredible guy who has come into my life, and it would be me not believing that you could love me. I just have to be grateful to the universe for
I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO SURE IN MY LIFE"Are you not going to visit her at the farmhouse?" Clara probed."I'm not that evolved," he replied, smiling to the side."I don't understand," she said."She stayed at my house the day she was discharged from the hospital, Clara, and left in the morning without saying goodbye, just leaving me a note on the fridge saying she would spend a few days at the farmhouse. I could have taken her there, but she called Murilo. They're together at the farmhouse now, and my concern is that he and she, well... they degrade themselves sexually. I'm sorry for telling you this, but you've gone out with her to Jânio's parties and you've seen how she uses sex to vent," he explained."Oh my God, Lipe. I'm so sorry," Clara wanted to cry upon hearing that, imagining how much the young man was suffering."I guess deep down, I worry that she will resort to old habits that will lead her to relapse, you know, and she has struggled so much to get clean," he confided."You a
LIGHTNING STORMMegan was thinking about Gregory even more now. She had stopped stalking him on social media a long time ago. It was too much suffering, why continue to do that, to hurt herself even more?Talking to Clara was always wonderful. It brought her relief and made her feel calm. But when she was alone, the thoughts assaulted her again. No matter how much she tried to convince herself that it might be her ego screaming, that her longing for him was because she couldn't have him, that it was the desire for the forbidden, deep down she knew it wasn't just that. It wasn't a matter of ego; it was love in its most painful and absurd form. It was the love for someone who was already committed, and if he were single, they would be together, end of story. She wouldn't be the mistress for quick encounters, the other woman who patiently or anxiously waits for the married and committed man. She had self-respect and wouldn't lower herself to be the lover who regrets being with the husban
YOU DID THE RIGHT THING!When his plump, warm lips touched hers, the sound of the door being opened concealed her moan. Finally, a woman who valued her bladder!"Let's go to my place," Gregory whispered in her ear, intertwining his finger with hers, and she followed him outside. The woman who entered didn't even notice them there, nor did she notice that there was a man present. Megan walked with him, their fingers still entwined. It was only when they were going down the escalator that it hit her. One: she was walking hand in hand with a married man in the middle of a shopping mall. Two: he said they were going to his house?But she didn't want to ask anything. She feared that if she asked any questions, the enchantment would break, he would change his mind, see reason, and by God, the self-proclaimed moralist feared that. She mentally kicked herself. Rolled her eyes internally at knowing that she was falling for it as well, and this time, fully aware! She was aware that she was acco