Joana nodded, emitting an encouraging sound."Dad situations shape a character, Hazz," she said, in professional cadence. "Each of us is already born with the ability to think and understand in a unique way. You and your brother may have been hungry. You would have become a rich man who did not allow himself to return to poverty. And he would become a poor man who didn't care about tomorrow, as long as he had today. Psychology is very versatile for explaining things like that. Your brother must have gone through this trauma in childhood and acquired some kind of inferiority disorder. Sometimes he even wanted to become a man in every sense of the word, but to grow up in his shadow, maybe he reminded him of where he would return if he didn't do everything to stay where he was.”"So, following psychology, would being arrested be his way to stay in the city and not return to poverty?”"It would be a way of telling all of you that he was never happy with that life, and that, yes, he would
There was a fact about being a celebrity in the middle of a world full of lions. You would never be able to establish yourself or stay at the top for a long time, without the necessary help, or the allowed influence. I had good contacts. My mother too. But there were certain types of situations to which we still needed to submit to maintain that pattern of untouched and sovereign celebrity. In the eyes of the tabloids, I was a snab who pretended not to love anyone, but who still had feelings for her last public relationship.When you are directly involved with fame and power, you have to learn the dance of business. I had learned, since I was sixteen, that my life was a showcase. I had to show good models, good manners, and good gestures, because that would be copied by the rest of the world. And one of the facts I couldn't escape is that a celebrity always needs an unfinished relationship to be able to move the gossip pages. It wasn't fair. It wasn't cool. But it was necessary. And I
"Ah, get over it, Jessy," he grumbled, almost leaving the paper and gesturing with his hands in his effeminate way. Honestly, even I didn't know how I hadn't realized all that lack of masculinity. And it took me a year to realize it. Dumb was not enough. "I wouldn't call if I needed help, you know that.”"Yes, because you know that I would only make the situation worse with everything in my power," I said with a wide smile. Nicolas didn't even blink. " But I still know that something is happening, or else you wouldn't have asked for this meeting. What happened?”"It's about your father," he said, and suddenly I felt cold.I was wearing a thick coat, pants, long boots, and even a cap. The cold had nothing to do with the snowy night, but with the subject. I got stuck in the chair, and Nicolas walked away too. So the weather at our table seemed too heavy even to other people's eyes, and I took my glass, sipping to ward off the devastating cold in my soul."What's wrong with my father? "I
The next day, Hazz and I should have breakfast together.We didn't have sex when we woke up, because Hazz was a real bear when it came to sleep. The man simply didn't even breathe after sleeping, and he didn't move enough to suggest that he could have sex.I loved having sex when I woke up, there was no more invigorating exercise. Hazz did not share the same desire, so I had to stay at least two hours for nothing at the hotel, while he played his Panda Bear performance and abandoned me to moths.With boredom, I changed my clothes and went down to the lobby, asking for breakfast and some tourism tips. I would only have one job in the next two days of that, so I needed to look for something not to get bored or let Hazz realize my anxiety to know what the media should be saying about me.The friendly receptionist told me to visit one of the four ski resorts in the city. It wasn't my first time in Aspen, but I would still use the resource of a driver and a security guard to get around saf
"I heard of an athlete who broke his neck skiing on vacation," Hazz said in a morbid tone.“ Oh, Hazz! Don't keep tinging my walk. If you don't want to go, you can let me know.”"No, I will, but I don't want to break my neck," he said, massaging that part of the body, still with concern on his face. "You look like you're trying to kill me. Whether for too much sex or in something dangerous.”"Oh, damn it," I grumbled, getting up and sitting on his lap. "I was discovered!”Laughing, Hazz kissed my neck, gently sliding his nose into my warm skin. He kept drinking coffee, as I took one of the bags and started to pack everything we would need.Hazz began to get excited as he watched me put everything in the bag according to the list of materials. There was food, cereal bars. Sunscreen. Lip protector. Ski wax. Our clothes were already waiting in bed, but I put extra gloves and caps inside the backpack. You never knew when you could catch a blizzard, and I didn't want to go back to the hote
Hazz shrugged, without denying or confirming anything. He stood up and gave me his hand to do the same. When I was very young and had never frequented snowy places, I always thought it should be a lot of fun to make snow angels or just leave me there and watch time go by. But that was impossible. Not even the sudden notion of how close Hazz was to my body gave me any desire to have sex in that cold, let alone lie down and stay there.But I noticed that there was a peculiar glow in his eyes, and I told the instructor that we would go down to some restaurant. The man seemed relieved, aware that he would no longer have to deal with us, and that perhaps a bunch of children without experience were better than Hazz.Still laughing, my travel companion and I managed to get to the village of the station, reaching the restaurants after a good walk followed closely by the security guard and the driver. I was generous, I gave money so they could have fun too, and the men silently agreed that the
We made sure not to produce sounds of crackles, no matter how intense the kiss had become, no matter how much the desire made us want to shake those mountains. The passionate kiss went to unbridled in seconds. The change was so fast, so tenuous, that I was out of breath, ecstatic. One of his hands squeezed on the back of my neck, holding me in the way he thought it was easier to kiss, while the other slid to my ass, raising my leg.The tongue explored the inside of my mouth, aware of what I could do, of what I knew, and I totally appreciated the moment, leaving myself light in his arms. The hand he kept on my legs rose to my back, as he pressed me on his chest again, so that I felt that, even with the cold, his cock was still growing between us, he was still preparing for the hot reward that awaited him.I gasped in his mouth, crazy by the premeditated sensation of that carnal contact. Hazz lowered the straps of my bra, exposing my breasts, and his nipples bristled by the cold, but th
Jessy and I were almost going up the stairs of the lobby, driving to the elevator, when a voice called her and we stopped. Jessy was inert, but I turned to see a full-bodied and older woman, who climbed the steps two by two. Before she needed to talk, I already knew it was your mother. The woman watched me, then looked at my fingers intertwined in her daughter's hand and frowned so deeply that her face even seemed less jovial. She waited until her daughter turned around, and Jessy trembled against my hand."Hi, mom," she said, smiling. It was such a false smile that the woman just rolled her eyes, so she crossed her arms. It was very clear to me that Jones women should have a secret way of talking through looks, because they stared at each other in silence for long seconds, so Jessy poked me with the fingers of her sweaty hand. "This is Hazz. Hazz, this is my mother, Jocelyn.”" Pleasure" I said in a friendly tone. The woman undid the expression of indignation towards her daughter and
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