After Joana and Hazz left, my conscience weighed to an absurd degree.All right, my brother was an idiot to think that he might want to force me to take care of my health, when I was in that miserable prison. Joana was crazy to keep trying to stir up this familiar side of me and already forgotten for many years ago by my mind, when she should be just striving to get rid of the bars. But besides the two, I was a beautiful sonI spent an angry day. I didn't talk to almost anyone, I didn't look at anyone, and I was very calm lying in my cell, watching the concrete ceiling. Ramirez started chattering alone "he thought he was talking to me" about the gang leaders calling the call girls for that night again, because all the weather in the penitentiary was heavy and the men thought that taking it out inside the legs of a woman who pretended to moans was what we needed.I kept silent. My thoughts were directed to Joana, in every rare moment I was alone and bored. I found myself thinking that
In a second, Maria's dark hair became Joana's golden hair. That slender and shapely body has become small and bulky. I've never seen my lawyer naked, but if she was as I imagined at that moment, it was explained my reason for falling in love so quickly. I held Maria's face between my hands, noticing how they fit perfectly, and she kept smiling." Make love to me," she asked in a low tone.So I did it.First, I took a good time to kiss her. Her words had not even finished sounding, and I was already leaning towards her, capturing her mouth in mine. Her lips were soft, full and with a taste of candy. I had the feeling of having my mouth leaning against the most tender velvet in the world. She hesitated a little, feeling the kindness, the care, but moaned softly against my lips as she opened her mouth.Our lips began to move over each other, pulling and releasing slightly. My tongue slid into hers, in a smooth, reconnaissance movement. Maria opened her mouth a little more, letting her ow
I left his mouth aside when I focused on his neck, holding it with one hand, and nibbling gently. She moaned softly, getting carried away again by that affectionate horniness. His pulse was accelerated, my tongue pulsed at the same pace, as I slid down an entire side of his neck.Maria only had to stop me because my cock was dangerously very close to the apex of her thighs, so she asked me to take the condom in her robe pocket. Without getting out of bed, I pulled the clothes close and covered myself with the condom. Maria watched as I did that, opening a smile on her side as she noticed my size. She mentioned getting up on the bed, probably to suck me, but I denied it with my head and pushed her shoulder lightly."They never refused a blowjob from me," she said, giggling."You are my client today," I replied with a mean smile.Maria swallowed it dry, anxious. I lay down against her again, feeling her moisture against my cock, and, without penetrating, I began to move against her. Our
Maria had a debauched laugh, but she didn't contradict me. All right, I could be deluding myself. Prostitutes were good. But at least I should have been a little better than Ramirez, if she had a lost smile on her face and her body completely inert next to me. I thought I had the property to brag about a little. Especially after so long without even seeing a naked woman."If it's any consolation," she said, moving against the thin mattress of my bed. "I have also never taken a man to the maximum limit, even though I was such an experienced prostitute.”"I doubt it."It's serious.”"I keep doubting," I said again, having a low laugh. Maria shrugged, then looked up at the bunk bed ceiling. She frowned slightly. "What is it? Didn't you like my humble residence?”"It looks like mine," she said, and I arched an eyebrow. Noticing my silence, Maria decided to explain it better. "My pimp won't let us go away for a long time. So I'm kind of forced to live under his roof, or what he thinks is a
I woke up even more tired after sneaking out of Dennis' house.I wanted to avoid unnecessary conversations, more than I would like to avoid the shame that the act was not even completed. Because I've never had trouble feeling horny with a man. And, okay, no one was forced to want anything, but... Get to the point of starting, then give up in the middle of the way. That, yes, was a novelty. And I didn't want Dennis to feel less than wonderfully perfect for any woman other than me.On the way home, in the car with my two security guards, my cell phone vibrated with a message from Dennis. I opened the conversation immediately, because I already wanted to explain myself, and prolonging that would only keep screwing with everything. Dennis apologized, said he had acted like an idiot in his past, and that he would always resent it. He also said that he had no right to impose a decision on me in that relationship, and that it was unfair to make me remember our past and keep touching the woun
Before I could answer, I noticed an unusual sound outside the room. It was a bang. But my shock went unnoticed, because neither Pablo nor the guards at the door made any gesture that something very serious was happening. Apparently, mysterious and loud sounds were common in prison."You must," I replied in a low tone, crossing my arms on the table. "I am one of the most responsible sisters among four others. I acquired a lot of qualification in the art of pulling other people's ears. And, considering the failure of the night before, you deserve to have your ear pulled.”"So, you can start," he said, smiling arrogantly.Despite the natural beauty and the muscles I knew existed in that big body, Pablo didn't fool me. He was broken. The night before, I had made that very clear. His own brother no longer recognized him; even though he said that Pablo was never an easy young man to deal with. However, he had been in prison with despicable men for two years. And he was innocent. I knew that
I laughed out loud, covering my mouth with my hand right away. All right, the guards would have already noticed that the conversation was not being professional at all. I tried to pull myself together, but the look that Pablo threw at me only made me feel more ashamed of others."Damn, Pablo, that was killing," I grumbled, wiping the tears from my eyes. "It was nothing with him. My ex-boyfriend has always been very good at it. It turns out that yesterday I was thinking too much about all the shit that has been going on. I kind of lost my mind for a few moments and when I noticed, I was no longer feeling anything that the moment was made for me to feel. He noticed, so we did it. I kind of got it wrong, not him. And we didn't get to the part where I would come or not. Now can we close this matter?”Pablo shrugged."For me, your ex-boyfriend is still a piece of shit.”"Please don't say that in front of him. Or he will remain in prison for a few years.”"Who is he?”"It doesn't matter.”"
I should have suspected from the beginning that all that noise could only be a rebellion. The prisoners were not crazy to make so much uproar for less than a final act of revolt. However, I was so focused on trying to keep Joana away from the damn case, and to stop admiring her stubbornness and courage, that I didn't notice that all the shit was already being done around us.Joana quickly took her cell phone out of the bag and started asking for help from all kinds of possible authorities, she even talked to journalists. Meanwhile, I pushed tables and chairs against the door, trying to save the guard who was almost being pushed and Joana who was not to blame for anything.There my theory was being proven. It was obvious that they wanted to come in because of her. It didn't even cross my mind any other reason. The rebellion was just a pretext, just something cute and expected to appear in the newspapers. They wanted her dead.Whoever kept me in that prison didn't want Joana to keep get
"So, congratulations, love," she said, moving to kiss me softly. "You have just evolved in this life.”"I feel like an insect," I played and she laughed. I slid my fingers gently on his face, capturing a lock of golden hair that was falling before his eyes. " But although we have nothing concrete, I can say with all the letters that you were part of this evolution, Jo. Thank you very much for being with me. For still being there.”"Do you still want me to be?”"Are you still asking?”"Well, now that you're free, you can go out with whoever you want. There are more options.”"And since when do I need more options?”"I don't know, you had mentioned the story of the call girl..." she said, afraid, so her face lit up. "I got the information you asked me for. I contacted the man responsible for taking the girls to the prison. As far as I understood, he was moving, because women were not making so much profit on the streets. After a while, men lose their grace in what is nothing new, he said
The house where Joana told me to stay for a few was huge. Big enough for me to know that I would be bored at various times of my day. I took a long shower after Hazz left. He stayed with me for lunch, but Joana and Jessy left to solve some issues. Alone with my brother, I regained that lost familiarity, confessed my worst secrets and listened to his.In the end, we ended up getting it right again. Hazz justified himself about the visits, but I didn't pay much attention. I didn't want to hold on to what kept me away from him, quite the contrary. It was a new life. All I wanted was to reestablish myself. When he left, it was already the beginning of the night, and he said that Joana would be coming to keep me company.I was happy to know that Joana would keep visiting me, but anxious about how it would unfold. She met me at my worst, and we ended up making a sequence of mistakes by involving us lovingly. I wanted to be with her. I wish I had a life with her. But I would never have the c
I left it to Jackie to stop explaining everything, since she was the one who got the least tired when talking. Me and my three other sisters sat on the couch farthest from the office, watching as Jackie spoke and gestured. She told everything. From the beginning. Long before we had the idea of putting together that painting, even talking about the parallel investigations that I did only with our mother. So, when she finished, she cleared her throat and showed that she was tired. Our mother sighed." Even with such a plan, caution is always important," said the family matriarch, taking a step forward of the picture. She slid one of her fingers through my father's photograph, so she turned to us. "Your death would not bring any benefit, because your father's will leaves part of the fortune to the uncle you hate so much. Unless, of course, you get married and have children, which I believe is far from happening. But considering that your guardianship is still mine, it makes me think... W
After leaving Pablo at his new address, I returned home and tried to keep my sisters informed of the whole situation so far. Our mother was not at home, she had gone to Jessy's company to resolve contractual issues with partners, so we had a long afternoon of speculation and theories. Apparently, our stalker now had a name. Although the reason is still nebulous."Let's go to the chronology of the facts," Jessy began, collecting the large photo frame hidden in our mother's office and putting it on the desk. Photos of us, of our parents, relationships that were disclosed by the media and relatives who still remained alive emerged. "First, it all started with our father. He became a very privileged lawyer by defending celebrities who were involved with the world of crime. He defended a man who was accused of killing his wife out of jealousy, and he won the case. The man was released, but the media fell on our father. From the beginning, he was seen as the villain of the story. In fact, w
I woke up the next day by one of the guards who liked me the least. Surprisingly, he treated me very well, even calling me by my name. The man told me that I should take a shower and get ready. I thought it was strange, but I obeyed. After the shower, I received clothes that I had worn before being arrested, so I was taken to the director's office.Inside the room, I was informed that my lawyer had made it. I was free. At least, as far as justice considered it free, because I was an accomplice and ended up obstructing the investigations. Anyway, those two years in prison would never be returned to me. I was told that the police would still be present in my life, and that in any suspicion of a new crime, I would not have the second chance I was receiving.But while I was holding my only belongings at the time of the arrest (cell phone, wallet, and a packet of bullets), I thought that was not a second chance. Joana fought a lot to help me get out. The merit was hers. And it wasn't by ch
He was ready. So wonderfully ready that Pablo could have made a very successful career in the porn industry. The man had no limits. He pressed himself against me too, pushing me to the table. My ass hit against the hard side of the wood, and I let out another moan.Pablo moved his mouth away from mine, sliding his lips down my neck. He didn't suck that time, but he kissed so delicately that I almost got rid of it. Your hands walked through my body, my hair.I knew he would leave me completely messed up. I knew that even if we weren't caught in the act, probably everyone would realize how misaligned we had been for a few minutes alone. And I didn't care. I had a muffled laugh and Pablo nibbled my lower lip.The fire lit up for good, and he skillfully opened the buttons on my dress shirt to free my breasts from the bra. He did me the favor of not taking off the pieces, just opening them, in case we have to get ready in a hurry.So the frame of my lingerie made my heavy and big breasts s
When Pablo's confession was registered, the prison director informed us that he needed to make some personal calls to advance the legitimacy of the document. Along with the clerk, they left the office.I was slightly surprised that he was doing his best to help Pablo. Not only for taking the attitude of going after someone to solve the problem, but also for having given in to the deta deta's request to talk to me.I turned to Pablo. His expression was very neutral. With one hand I stroked your face. He gave me a beautiful smile, then kissed the palm of my hand and bit the side lightly.I giggled, I was so tense with that confession, with the fact that my habeas corpus had everything to be accepted now, that I didn't even notice when he licked the bitten place and was climbing the kisses and licked by my arm. I tried to pull my hand back, but he held it tight."What do you think you're doing? "I asked in a hoarse voice."Sadding goodbye to this place," he said in a malicious tone. I fu
When I received the call from the prison director saying that Pablo Soares would like to make a confession, I got in my car and didn't even worry about knowing if my security guards were following me. I was euphoric about the news, and dropped all the research I was doing on Pietro Gusman. The man had taken my sleep every night after Pablo's friend's funeral, and I kept that information a secret until I found out how our stories merged.The only people who still knew what I was up to were my sisters, because my mother was kept out of the equation. I still didn't want to worry her. I still wanted to understand how that man could be involved in two different plots, and my sisters helped me in that task. Each one had a different investigative contact, and we put the information together in a picture hidden in our mother's office. We were evaluating all the content obtained, when I received the call and I didn't wait a second to run away.I found Pablo already in the prison director's offi
I felt so bad. Not only because of the pain and pressure in my chest, but because I was always seeing that P2 was right, and that everyone in that place respected me in some way. They even tried to protect me in the best possible way. Alefe was so persuasive that he really managed to get the guards to escort me to the infirmary. There, as always, it was empty, and I went straight to my inhaler. I don't remember putting the correct dosage, and I knew my heart would race to the point of stopping at once, but I needed air, I was desperate for the medicine.With a few swallows, I was able to get back into focus. At least the room returned to my eyes and I found some guards supporting me so as not to fall. In addition to them, I also noticed that the prison director was standing, talking on the phone. I just expected it to be a call from Joana, because I knew that night would not pass. I had already postponed that truth too much and lost my only friend because of her. I couldn't help but t