HELLO MOMMY" I don't know how to do this " he handed her the device." Leave it to me. " Clara realized that her cell phone wasn't even connected to the wifi and logged in, then accessed the play store and downloaded whatsapp.Between clicks and clicks, soon she had downloaded the app. Turning to him, she asked him to smile." Why?”" Okay, back to the whys. To create an account for you, I need a profile picture, go ahead, smile.”As he kept looking at her without smiling, she put a hand on his belly and tickled him, but even that didn't help. Otávio looked at her without understanding." Man, you're difficult," she said, smiling." I know.”It was this simple sentence that dismantled her. She had to be careful what she said to him. It was all eight or eighty with Otávio and she would start to watch what she said to him." We all are, I just need you to smile so I can take a nice picture for your profile, okay? With her cell phone ready, camera on, she waited in vain for him to smil
NEITHER SUBTITLED NOR DUBBEDClara wasn't a psychologist, but she saw and felt Otavio and Dahlia's posture change from water to wine when a man entered the room or office where Dahlia was talking to them on video. The man seemed to be a few years younger than her, maybe in his forties." Who is it, and why have you locked yourself in here?”It 's Otavio, honey. A friend downloaded whatsapp for him, can you believe it?”The man left her field of vision, it seemed that Dahlia had put the cell phone down and Clara noticed that the call was shaky. The woman's hand was shaking, even her voice changed and it sounded like she was sort of apologizing for calling her son?Dahlia and the man continued talking for a few seconds, but we couldn't hear what they were saying, their voices were muffled." Hello " Clara called and soon the cell phone was in focus again. Clara tried to see the man, but could only see from his shoulders down. " I'm a friend of Otávio's, is that ok?The man came into fo
HAIR TRANSITIONThe movie chosen was a sequel to one that came out every year, and Clara insisted on watching it. She had always been a sucker for suspense and horror movies, and her father had never allowed her to watch them, knowing that she would invariably jump into bed in the middle of the night if she watched them. She and Kelly, her stepmother, were fanatical about these genres, and as soon as Kelly married her father, this was their secret, to watch them secretly, and her stepmother would sleep with her after the movie was over, so that her father would not find out that his daughter had watched them. It was their secret.And as always happened when Clara was watching something like this, her heart was beating fast and she unconsciously covered her eyes. Otávio looked away from her without understanding. He paused the movie and asked her:" Aren't you going to watch any more?”" I am watching it.”" But you have your eyes covered... and your hands. Why don't you close them or
THE PECULIAR LARAClara was loving talking to Lara. Megan walked in as the two had been talking for over an hour and had forgotten the time; Lara was perplexed to learn that she had attended so many famous artists and was seeing pictures of celebrities that Clara had attended to, when Megan walked in:" Look at that, two people I love! So you have already met and it looks like you got along very well. " exclaimed Megan, throwing herself on the sofa between the two." Otavio will be angry with the mess we made on his couch," Lara said. " Why is the sofa without the blanket?” she asked worriedly, her big, beautiful eyes staring at the blanket folded on a chair." Oh, he wouldn't relax, so I took it off and left it there for him to relax.”" Wow," said Megan. " Lara is in charge of the house cleaning here, and, believe me, he is the most annoying.” Megan spoke the last word softly, for fear he would hear." Exactly. He is demanding, methodical, and I spend more time in this house than i
PANCAKES FOR EVERYONEClara woke up in the middle of the night and was startled to find Octavio standing beside the sofa staring at her." Why are you sleeping there? " he asked, his voice hoarse with sleep.The boy had messy hair, was wearing a black silk samba that went halfway up his thighs, was naked on top and barefoot, and Clara was speechless. She felt something she couldn't quantify. She smiled at him and stretched, before answering:" What time is it? " He looked at the clock on the wall behind the sofa." Half past four.”" So, Otavio, etiquette says that when you find someone sleeping in your house, as I am, you should take a sheet and cover them. Preferably without waking them up, okay? " Saying this, she turned her back to him and went back to sleep.Otávio sat down on the sofa opposite hers at half past six in the morning and again she woke up. He was sitting stiff and with a tray on his knees." Good morning. What's this? " she questioned." Coffee.”" Um, thank you ver
THREE FRIENDS WENT OUT FOR A WALK.Excited, Clara went to the kitchen to clean up the mess and make Otávio calmer. She was smiling and humming as she put the pots and pans in the sink to be washed, when he surprised her by entering the kitchen already dressed up, taking off his samba song and wearing jeans shorts, a white tank top and flip flops." I need to help Megan," he said, leaning against the doorframe." You can go, everything is under control here, and I'll meet you there soon.” She warned him, but he didn't go, he stayed there. Why he had to be like that is a mystery that is difficult to understand." I have trouble reading people's expressions and even when they speak openly, I don't know the meaning, I always get confused.”Really? If you hadn't spoken, I wouldn't have even noticed, Clara thought sarcastically. But she didn't say anything, after all, it must have been a big step for him to speak openly about it."It 's all right, Otavio. Thank you for telling me this. I
A MYSTERIOUS PLACE" Fuck, my friend. Let's fuck like there's no tomorrow! " replied Megan, leaning out the window of his car." Oh, too bad I can't come with you, I just came to pick up some papers at home, I'm working overtime today. Look, Friday is a holiday, right? I'll be home at night and won't be working on Saturday. I have the contact of someone who knows a place there, and if it is half as good as what you told me, we will have a great time. But let me run now and talk to you later." Wait a minute, Lino. We really want to know more about this place," said Lara. " Do you know any interesting places we could go today?”" Well, I do, don't I?”" Ah!” The girl exclaimed excitedly and turned to Clara, who was just waiting on the side. " Clara, Lino knows so many places that you have no idea, don't you, Megan?" For heaven's sake. If anyone knows the tricks and the places, it's Lino. " agreed Megan. " Lino, we were going to go to some nightclub or bar tonight, give us a suggestion
SWEET SODOMA“ We are in heaven, my friend!” exclaimed Lara to the other two, and excitedly, all wiggling around the bustling room, accompanied by her hostess.Even though they didn't hear Lara, Clara and Megan followed her.As they walked through the room, they looked to the sides at the luxurious surroundings; a chandelier of diamond"like beads hung from the ceiling in the middle of the room, the floor was covered with a shaggy carpet that almost covered their shoes. Couples sitting at tables, having expensive drinks, men and women, separately or together, were all staring at them, taileyed or brazenly, and smiling at them. The three nodded as they passed. The girl who was taking them somewhere stopped when she reached a door that was opposite the entrance door and instructed them, always with a friendly smile, to enter the double"leaved door. On the other side of the door the lights were different, bluish and they walked down a red carpeted hallway this time and as they reached th
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