"Thank you, Emi, it's improving my self-esteem a lot," I mocked as I passed her, returning to the bathroom. He was small enough that she didn't even want to approach the door, but she stopped in the hallway and kept judging me, going down and raising her eyes through my body in that damn tight outfit. I rolled my eyes when I looked at myself in the mirror. "She has every reason to not want anything to me and to have deceived me. How could I think she had given me the real number?”"Don't think like that, friend," asked Emilia. "You don't even know if she was really just interested in making fun of your face, or do you? I doubt it's that. She may be wanting to help you with your fashion issue... Or, I don't know, maybe she talked to someone in the station's studio and they said good things about you.”I laughed and echoed all over the apartment. If there was one thing those people on the station wouldn't say, it would be about me. They hated me for no reason. They would never say good
"Girls, let's be a little calmer," said Joana, being sensible. The family lawyer. She stopped smbling and turned to watch us. "You act as if we were going to rob a bank, when we just want to have fun in the most discreet way possible.”"We are running away from home," argued Jackie, bothered by the situation. It was nothing new to anyone that she was always the most centered among all the sisters, that should be why she was our mother's favorite. She got up from my house, after buckled her boots to her knees. "And we are famous... The chance of kidnapping, robbery, murder, and quartering is quite great, you know?”Running away from home for a night out would have been very easy, if we weren't famous, we didn't have a large team of employees at home, social networks that needed to be updated, and a business mother who always had to know where we were and the reason for that. But, as we were nothing like that, it was very difficult to find a plan to prevent our mother from following us w
Lionel Jones was his name. Brother of my late father, and family lawyer. He was always involved in meetings, whether they were professionals or family members. He was that kind of uncle that no one liked to have around. Embarrassing, unnecessary and unkind. He did not have the same physical size as all of us, and he always had the right to say that we needed to reduce the amount of food in our meals.A hell of an asshole. My mother was his hostage, like all of us. Our father did the unfortunate favor of including his brother in his will, so he was practically our tutor until we went to court to prevent that. He never caused us problems, so we never involved a jury. But the man knew how to be a real pain in the ass.At the time of our arrival, he watched as Joana closed the door and approached. He always tried to make my sister lawyer, really liking the fact that she was the only one to follow in our father's footsteps, and his own. But she didn't make a point of sounding delicate or g
Even though it was a Sunday, if it weren't for the rain that fell in the city in a totally unexpected way that night, that nightclub would certainly not be so empty.I used to work at that place until shortly after midnight, but the house remained in operation until four o’clock in the morning. Those who stayed until later, taking two shifts and only stopping after closing, were the ones who received more. But I had to be at the station at eight o'clock, and never, since I knew me for people, had had eight hours of full sleep, so I didn't even risk getting that terrible time. However, just to have something to do with and not think about Jessy, I accepted the worst shift at the bar.I was surprised by a nightclub without so many customers on the usual weekends. The rain had that power to scare people away. It was very good, seen on the one hand, since I didn't even have to bother doing more than just washing glasses. The club employees were a little nicer than those at the station. At
The idea gave me goosebumps. Not that Poliana was ugly or unpleasant to contemplate. She was a beautiful, thin and tall woman. It wasn't my type, but even so, it was still someone who caught the attention of all the novices in the nightclub. Her problem was her character. The woman simply scattered around the four corners of the nightclub all the most depraved details of her experiences between four walls - and experiences with our colleagues from that work. She didn't have the slightest sense of ridicule, and still embarrassed everyone with her obscene descriptions. I wouldn't mind getting involved with her just because we work together, but thinking that she could go out talking about me like that... I didn't like that at all.I wasn't religious, but sex was a delicate subject. I couldn't accept people who talked about their tricks in bed to embarrass the one who shared them. It was immature, and almost like a betrayal, even worse. Sex makes us vulnerable, it is something confidenti
My sisters and I almost cried when we noticed the rain coming. Not for fear that our makeup or hairstyles would be undone, but because the rain has always had that effect of making people change their minds. We wanted the nightclub to be booming. It was a Friday night. We wanted to have fun and meet new people. To be honest, I really wanted to have some excuse to find another man and forget about the call never received by Hazz. And only a nightclub would give me that.Thanks to my request not to arrive in a limousine, we were divided into two cars, each with a driver and security. My mother didn't give up sending an armed man to wait for us outside. She said she knew very well about how much the trendy nights in the city could end in the worst possible way, especially for such important celebrities. I couldn't contradict her, so when we got out of the luxury cars and continued the rest of the route on foot, my sisters and I were determined not to get involved in any confusion. Becaus
Hazz turned his face to me, getting so close now that he could have kissed me if he wanted to. But he didn't want to, although his eyes were scrutinizing every point of my face."Dd't you wait for me to really call? "He replied, still in a tone of scream so that I could listen. My ears would end that night buzzing with so much screaming and loud music, but I nodded, raising a thumb so that Hazz would understand me without much effort. "I'm sorry, Jessy. There was an unforeseen event.”Hazz screamed something else, but I couldn't hear it, right at the time he spoke, Joana was screaming and pushing a nearby girl. I rolled my eyes. The last alert and deal we made that night was to avoid confusion and there was our lawyer totally losing control. The greatest luck was that she hadn't even drunk, or the situation would get even worse. Hazz watched the scene with wide eyes, and I shrugged, as if apologizing. My sister and the girl grabbed each other's hair, and I walked away a little to keep
If Edgar hadn't called for me, I would probably have dropped everything to stay in the middle of the track talking to Jessy. She looked beautiful that night. She wore pants and a short blouse, but she looked beautiful. The face made up "even if it was just a lipstick and maybe blush", and the hair drained like a cloak on his back. Speaking of the back... When I turned to keep going towards the bar and glimpsed her back... that round and prancing ass, in that heart shape that I wanted so much... I almost threw all the reins to hell. The woman was a spectacle. There was no way to deny that. She looked like a work of art. It was wonderful."Hey, Romeo" called Edgar, laughing at my face. "Are you going to drooling on customers or are you going to give me this bag of ice?”It wasn't even a bag of ice anymore. I had held that for so long and with my body so warmed with shame and desire to be with Jessy, that he was nothing more than bagged water. Even so, automatically, I gave it to Edgar a
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