“And how would you describe as a reason for all the acquisition between fame and money you recently earned, Miss Jones?” asked the interviewer in a casual and rehearsed tone.I could clearly see all the words he hadn't used, but that I would really like, if I wasn't rich and famous enough to take his job with a snap of his fingers. It was the third interview in a single week. His luck was that we were live, and I couldn't send him to shit for his ridiculous expression and derogatory questions.My fame and money were not recent gains. I worked since I was sixteen, I just had more opportunities than most. However, while I invented an answer not to let go of the countless swear words from my head, the man threw a look at me from head to feet that made me understand where all that veiled poison came from.Fat. Witch. Ridiculous. That's what he intended to insert at the end of the sentence, but he had to be content to call me something else. Not that those adjectives were a reality in my l
It was the third time I was late that week.I could never find on the Internet any explanation of why a nap in the afternoon was so invigorating, but four hours of sleep at night were worse than just not sleeping. There were theories, of course, but I've never been too attached to them. Even because if it were, I would choose much more to look for a job at night and at dawn, and leave the afternoon to rest with the angelic harps that played at the time of the nap, unlike the night when insomnia knocked on my door and only allowed me to sleep after the late hours at dawn.If I had a choice, I would have preferred not to fall asleep, since this would imply the fact that I would erase to the point of not seeing if a herd of mammoths would run over me. But my body, despite the usual years of waking up early and sleeping late, still surrendered to fatigue when my daily tasks were over, and I barely noticed when I was already falling into that sleep of the dead. Therefore, the delays were c
“Where is that asshole?” shouted someone in the back of the studio, being reprimanded at the same time. That place was chaos, a joke. I've never seen a more disorganized team. “Can anyone call Hazz? Why doesn't that sonso answer this cell phone shit?”“He's late” shouted a female voice, followed by a chorus of boos. “I've already warned him that he should leave the house two hours in advance, if he has so much capacity to be late. But does anyone listen to my opinion in this place?”“Keep checking the sound, Amelia” cursed the first voice, and I moved my eyes to the man with headphones and black robes, who shouted orders and pointed everywhere. “I want to know why that guy hasn't been sent away to this day?”“He is protected from Ruth” joked another man, messing with the big cameras that made the live broadcast. “She will only send that scam away when there is no longer a single soul that does not complain about his delays.”The place looked like a pandemonium. In fact, everyone seemed
“I can't believe you did this to me again, Hazz!” Ruth practically dragged me by the ears. “You keep complicating me with your habit of being late.”“Ruth, I swear to God it's not a craze” I spoke in a whispered tone, because I was afraid to scream for the hand she held in my ear in that painful pinch. “I ended up sleeping too much. I didn't hear the cell phone ring, and when I noticed it in the sun, I was already two hours late. I swear to God I won't do it again.”In every corridor we passed, everyone looked at the scene and laughed. She was just grumbling, but my way of walking in a hurry should be the fun of the time.“Oh, aren't you going to do it again?” she asked, ironically, still pulling me forward with her hand in my ear. Despite the anger in her voice, she no longer pulled me hard, she only did that to vent some of that fury into her little body. She was so smaller than me, that I might as well have straightened and run away from the reach of her hands, but it seemed cruel t
“Ricardo crashed his car this morning” said Rute, performing a dejected expression. “He sent a message from the hospital, saying that he would only return later with a certificate. He said you already knew you had to be here to replace him. So we all thought you would be on your way, of course, ten minutes after the delay, I made sure to call your phone desperately myself. Like all the others who tried, I was ignored.”“I'm sorry, Rute” I spoke in a sincere tone, but I quickly processed the rest of the information. “About Ricardo, it's a lie, it's all a lie. He said the night before that he wanted to go out with his girlfriend to celebrate another year of dating. There's no accident.”And no one in their right mind would doubt that Ricardo would invent that kind of excuse not to attend. He was the one who lacked work the most, even so, the fact that he was the son of the owner of the station made him have carte blanche to never be present when necessary. I didn't even know what the qua
“You don't have to be in such a hurry now” I spoke in a sharp tone to the interviewer, while he fixed the lapel of his suit and stared at me. Gabbie was finishing fixing my hair and kneading my dress for the long time I spent sitting. I hadn't even looked in the direction of the camera. Living in that artistic world, I learned that photographers never expected a sign of confirmation after we looked in their direction, so I avoided it until I felt really ready. Gabbie walked away, I raised my head and turned to the interviewer. “I've missed at least four appointments since this whole interview started. Don't blame the boy for the lack of preparation of his studio.”“I'm sorry, Miss Jones” said the man, in a tone of someone who doesn't feel much at all. I took a deep breath to push the words that threatened to come out of my mouth. If the nice journalist hadn't been putting herself between us to take the photo, I would have already lost my patience and punched the man. “We are trying to
My smile grew even more. Gabbie snorted. Despite working for me, she was what I could call her best friend for the worst hours. She was the only one - with the exception of my family - who knew my biggest dramas and revolts with men of whom I just had sex and then disappeared. She was the one who answered the messages that I so ignored from those contacts already used. At least she didn't used to scold me for every broken heart I left on a corner. Just for this reason, I gave her my best look of promiscuity, as she said:“Take a way to take him to my dressing room.”“Oh, no, Jessy... Choose someone better” she said, containing a shiver. I giggled low, still watching the stranger move away. He really had a very nice ass. “Can you have sex with everyone, being a man or a woman, and choose that thing? He'll think it's a scam. Poor people always think that anything is a coup.”“Let me think, just take it to me” I asked again, turning my eyes to my feet, in order to see a small thin one tha
If I wasn't fired by the end of that day, then I would be promoted soon, because people's indignation was general. In every corner I passed, every trip I took, everyone looked at me with an ugly face or grumbled. I found Ruth in the back of the studio and gave her the camera.I knew all the editing materials that Ricardo used, but no one would let me complete the work. They would need to give the credit, and they didn't want a novice - although I've been working in that place for eight years - to be receiving the glories of a job for which he wasn't even qualified. Anyway, it was a weight I took off my shoulders.Not at all would I be able to make any changes to those photos. The famous one I didn't even know the name was extremely hot. I would have male and professional problems to view the result of your photos. She had such a beautiful body, so different.The breasts were wonderfully rounded in that strapless dress and that enhanced its light skin tone, through the dark and slightly
We didn't have time for provocations. Jessy moaned slylyly, the way she did when she couldn't contain herself, and I knew she was so involved in what she would cum before we could even play. And I really didn't want to be late. We would have time for that later. But now... I couldn't wait for her to adapt as I put myself whole inside her body.She was tighter after a month without using that part so much favorite for me. I penetrated to the bottom with all my will, all my extension entering at once, without any warning that I would do it that way. I seemed even bigger to Jessy after that whole month, as if even her body had been closed to no longer allow anyone to enter.She moaned when she felt the pain, but the moan became a whining when she felt the pleasure, and her body understood who was coming and gave me space for it. It was beautiful how she adapted, how she prepared for me. Your heat and humidity enveloped me, numbed me. And I let out a moan as I pressed one knee against the
I didn't know that the sex of a reconciliation could be so intense. So excessively crude. So animalistic and fierce. Jessy grabbed me by the collar of her shirt, holding me between her legs and pulling me to her body. She hugged me with legs, arms and mouth. She kissed me as if all the longing for the world wanted to escape from her chest.And I didn't have the courage to do less than repay that. I wouldn't ask for a conventional love, for a normal sex. My body was at the height of those longings too. Jessy was everything. The center of my whole world. And she could do what she wants with me. I didn't care anymore. Since we were together, I was more than satisfied.The wood from Jessy's dressing table creaked when she pushed me towards the mirror, forcing me to sit partially on the furniture, so that she wouldn't get so small, moving away to interrupt the kiss. With a predatory look, as if she was going to eat me alive, she stopped me with one hand. Jessy studied me, like an animal, w
"The only good people around me are my sisters and my mother," I spoke in a fragile tone, without wanting him to interpret the interruption as a lack of patience. "The fact that they liked you terrified me a little, but made me see how willing you seemed to put me as the center of your world.”"Are you afraid that I would steal my attention? "He suggested, innocently.I giggled low.”“No. I was afraid that they wanted you to really become a member of the family. And I was afraid you wouldn't want to.”" Why would I refuse?”"For my status" I shrugged, making a small face. "For my lifestyle being different from yours. Because if you agreed to be with me, Hazz, you could never continue with this simple life and having only what is necessary. You would have to adapt to luxury. To my common standard of living. And I was afraid that you would retreat if I proposed something like that. You saw what happened on our first unprotected date. I have a target on my back for my fortune, and if you
That photo shoot was something organized by Gabbie and my mother. The two really made me believe that a station was the best place to have a photo studio, and that the portfolio of the photographer named Ricardo deserved a test before he was sent to Jackie's team. So, I was already aware of where I was going before I left home. The anxiety was making me sweat cold, but I stood firm as I entered the station. Everyone recognized me, everyone began to comment, but I kept my chin high and didn't dare think if Hazz could have acted like an ex-shole and talked about me in all corners. A moment later, I noticed that the looks were one of admiration, and I allowed myself to relax. He wasn't anywhere until the beginning of the rehearsal. He should have been late, or simply been too busy with the rehearsal preparations. Anyway, there was a moment when he showed up and saw me, very close, but so far from my reach that I could only stand still and keep taking pictures.When it was all over, Hazz
Ricardo didn't have the dignity to tell me what the job of the day would be. Like all the other employees of the Station, he was doing everything to stand out as the most indispensable photographer. Ruth, however, was already back.The company was paying for her course, but now she was taking the lead again of the station, wanting to be aware of everything that happened before taking on the position that was offered to her.She was in the studio when I arrived, coordinating the team and observing the way we worked, not only to know which of us would be ready for another chance, but also to ensure that moral abuses did not occur anymore.That morning, Ricardo even shared a piece of his sandwich with me "and being a man of the same physical size as mine, the fact that he shared with me was something that should be taken into account ", in addition to avoiding calling me his usual derogatory nicknames. A look in general made me understand that Ruth or any other coordinator could have cau
I giggled low, watching her." Why don't we ever work out with anyone, Jo? "I asked softly.”My sister looked away, staring at our vast property, the waves of the sea down there, and the city far away from our luxurious residence. A wind sighed between us, messing up his golden brown hair. Joana never looked as beautiful as at that moment, as she contemplated my question and the dark horizon."I don't know, Jessy," she said at last. "I think that all people in the world always have some kind of problem in their lives, something that motivates them to continue living, you know? We have money, we have a family, we have fans and a lot of success. But our hearts are empty. That's our problem. We have to spend a lifetime looking for something that people usually find on any corner. I have rich friends, who can change boyfriends every fortnight, our younger sisters are proof of that.”"Yes, but I don't say in relation to a relationship. I say in relation to love. Why don't we work out with
I returned to that call, swearing to have heard Hazz's voice on the other side of the line, but no one answered me. With a loud grumbling, I turned off and threw my cell phone against the bedding, before getting up and walking to the balcony of my room. The night was cold, with so many clouds that it was difficult to see the moon, but some little stars emerged between that darkness to shine deep above our heads. In one of those stars, my father should be inhabiting now, grumbleing how crazy and lost his daughters were to the point of giving up a relationship that had everything to work out, ruined by pride.“ Thinking about the death of the calf? " asked Joana, taking a few steps forward. She appeared behind me, hugging me lightly by the waist. His blond hair fell on mine, forming a very beautiful mix for those who saw it from afar. We were opposites. Joana with colors that promised a storm of savagery, although it was a love. And me, innocent eyes like a rabbit, and hair that made me
" Not to mention that, it's not because Jessy is a celebrity and everything else," said Henrique, drinking his yakult and offered the other two that he had in his pocket for me and Emilia. " But it would really be worth chasing her, Hazz. I don't know what kind of woman you're looking for, but Jessy is everyone's type, even I'm only twelve years old.”"Every of me," said Emilia, getting a narrow eye from me. She sighed, rolling her eyes. "Yes, I was even a little angry that she was in her apartment on a night that I needed consolation, but Jessy Jones is a celebrity that everyone agrees not to be anything like what the media paints. So, she must be less scrotum and boring than they say out there. And, despite the barbs we exchanged, our first date was funny. I would like to have the opportunity to see her to apologize.”"So go after her," I shot, drinking my yakult and tying my face to Emilia. "You two, in fact, think that all I heard was bullshit. I had the right to feel used. In fac
Emilia hadn't lived with me for at least three weeks. And knowing this gave me a bigger reason to count the days, since this also meant that it had been four weeks "or more specifically speaking, a month" since Jessy and I stopped talking to each other. Sometimes, I didn't even remember very well how everything had gone wrong. Sometimes I woke up at dawn looking for her body in bed, even if we had only slept together for two days at most. Sometimes, when I watched A Beautiful Woman, I thought I would have liked to watch it with her. I thought I could have said I had seen that movie because of her. But that went by. After long sleepless nights, that had passed.I went back to my job at the station, already well aware that a new management was present in the company. As far as rumors reported, Ruth was now in one of the company's headquarters, learning the Human Resources course, to be able to assume the position. The employees were now working in a frenzy of fear and expectation. It wa