Therefore, I sat on the steps that led to the upper floors, right in front of Henrique's door, and he left when he intended to play ball on the street. Now that ball was forgotten on the floor, between his legs, and his eyes widened to the paper in my hand. Even I didn't believe that, let alone."I'm the dumbest in the world, that's what you mean, right?” I replied, showing the spots on the numbers. I no longer knew what was nine and what was six. Nor what was two and what was seven. It was a mess. Out of anger, I threw the handkerchief on the floor, noticing the strong smell of talc that remained in my hand. Unconsciously, I associated that smell with Jessica's presence. "I won a number of the most beautiful and hot woman in the country and ended up losing. It's like playing in the mega sena and washing the note in the pants pocket.”"How to get a free ice cream and a pigeon shit right on it," said Henrique, in a comparison that had nothing to do with anything. I watched him with a f
"I don't know what you're planning," said Gabbie, biting her Subway sandwich and spreading pickles all over the upholstery of the car. " But I know it's going to go wrong.”"I just want to have sex with him, Gab," I explained, looking at my cell phone screen."Holding, but first you want to turn the man into a supermodel, in a magazine cover that you discovered overnight," she said, rolling her eyes. "Jessy, I don't know how you find it so funny to do this to men. It's not like you're God, wanting to change their lives for the better. It's like the devil of the Ghost Rider, who comes with a proposal, when in fact he only has an interest in his own gains. You're crazy, really.”"And I should fire you for being so sincere," I mocked, laughing. I loved Gabbie's references. She was as crazy as I was. Maybe worse. I still wondered what the hell she had told Hazz if he didn't even know what he was doing inside my dressing room. " But only you can find my cell phone when I lose it, and my lif
I laughed. Gabbie closed her face. It was a lie. I had never had sex with my security guards in the car - only when I drove alone. But she was jealous enough to think that her boyfriend would have witnessed something inappropriate.My fingers ran and went down on Instagram, WhatsApp, Facebook, but I didn't even pay attention to the photos that appeared. I was waiting for a call. It was late at night, we were coming back from another interview I had to give that day, and we were heading to Mac Donalds, because I refused to eat any nonsense that wasn't there.And even after so many hours, the blessed man didn't send me anything. I began to worry if he would not have suffered any accident like the man he had been replacing earlier. I didn't doubt anything. The guy hadn't been a director."I'm just saying that you can have sex with anyone, Jessy," she insisted, hitting the key again that I shouldn't keep deceiving strangers out there, and that getting involved with famous people would onl
All my attempts to contact Jessy Jones were a failure.I even sent an email to his advisor, but either the person in charge was deliberately ignoring me, or it was a completely different person from that arrogant and strange friend who had taken me to his dressing room, because I had no answer and I was very clear in saying that he was a friend who had received the phone number of the famous and could no longer get in touch.In my head, it was impossible for them to think that I would be lying to be able to have access to the woman's personal life, no matter how much I had only started following her after that failed attempt to contact her by email. But, it must have been obvious only to me, because stopping to think about the amount of followers she had, the probability of my message having beenI tried to call with the blurred number of my wet wipe, and was attended by gypsy people who promised me to find love in three days " which I really considered tempting, to see if I would fin
I sighed. A while ago, basically at the beginning of that friendship that began on a day when a letter from the bank was delivered to Emilia's mother's apartment and she came to return it to me, in which I noticed that she gave some signs of being interested in me. And not as a friend. In those days, I had made it very clear that I had no interest in getting involved with a younger girl. Emilia was twenty years old, we met when she was eighteen, even though she was of legal age, I never had any desire to exceed a limit beyond friendship. But in the last few days I was noticing that that hope was growing inside her again, but I was too empathetic to want to sound firm enough to push her away, so I tried to get around the situation."You need to eat so you don't get sick, Emi," I said in a low tone, using common sense. "Your mother already cares too much about your stepfather's shit, don't make her go through bigger problems with a sick daughter. Please, for her, for me, eat right. Not
The sun touched my skin like fingers of some very kind God, warming, invigorating. I used to like foreign countries because of the snow and the cold, because it engaged on social networks and turned an ordinary photo into something beautiful and enviable. But the warmth of my own country... The way climate change was drastic and unexpected, I would never stop loving it. My skin was white, but it was usually tanned, because clothing brands preferred skins in that tone to contrast with the pieces, unlike the catwalks that always preferred pale and very thin models.I would never have become a model if the world had not changed, if people had not realized that being fat or being short did not change the fact that I could represent a brand very well. Only, even in the face of these changes, a lot of prejudice existed around the patterns of ideal bodies. I've never tried to lose weight, I've never had surgery, or applied something to make my face more angular. All my traits were natural, g
Joana laughed, but she stopped when she saw my expression of a few friends. I loved my sisters. I lived with them even though I had money to live quietly alone and even in another country. But sometimes, especially when it came to relationships, they irritated me. We all had our intimate problems that influenced our love lives. Joana, the sister who was born two years after my birth, had no relation to men or women since I knew her by people. I even had a suspicion that she was a virgin, even with twenty-six years on her back.Janine and Julie, the twins who were most recognized by social networks in the last five years, were those who never spent more than a week without a new boyfriend. It never lasted. It always ended on the eighth day, and on the ninth they were already with another. Jackie was also decadent at this point, despite being the one among us with the kindest and cutest face "attributes that I always thought had been acquired because she was the youngest", it was still
Emilia and Henrique left before lunch, but Emilia returned a few minutes later because she said that her mother was not at home, and that her stepfather was already getting drunk. I didn't have the courage to say that I didn't want her there, even if being with Emilia for a long time in my house wasn't something that any neighbor would accept very well. My luck is that I always had a good relationship with everyone, even with Mrs. Cláudia from the apartment next to mine, who in addition to being the biggest gossip in the whole neighborhood, was still the person that all the residents always knew she kept looking day and night through the magic eye of her door to know what the neighbors were doing.Any noise, any furniture being dragged, and Mrs. Cláudia could tell with all certainty what was actually happening. At least having her in our building gave us security to travel or spend long hours away from home, since the woman was better than a dog and more efficient than an alarm. I ope
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