" Tell me more about yourself" I asked in a low tone.Joana yawned, then took another deep sip of wine."What exactly do you need to know?”"Your whole story," I spoke with a shrug. "Do you have any crazy life goals, or just want to continue being a gossipy and very stubborn lawyer?”Joana laughed, echoing the sound of laughter throughout the intimate cell."I'm not that gossipy, stop it," she grumbled, but rested the glass of wine between her legs and leaned her head on the wall. "I already wanted to be an astronaut, can you believe it?”"Real? "I asked, unbelieving. "I don't know how you could stand to spend years of expedition in a secluded place.”"Not me either. I'd probably be.”"So why have you ever thought about it?”Joana shrugged."I was never a normal child," she said, nibbling her lower lip as she remembered. "I was luckier than most, I presume, but still... I've always been kind of weird. I don't say in relation to my personality. It's something more complex than that.”"
Joana laughed loudly, even imitating a little pig by the sudden range of humor. I watched her from the corner of my eyes. She looked even more beautiful when she smiled openly. Did you realize that there was no point that didn't make it a dream of consumption for any man? She had never mentioned any situation that had felt despised by any man, whether by weight, appearance, or exacerbated financial condition."Well, I still don't know your younger brother, but I would say that you are the brave one," said Joana, already taking the thread of the conversation to start the subject of the reasons for me to be in jail. I knew she would take advantage of the moment at the first opportunity. I sighed with the imminence of the subject. "I wouldn't find a man who spent two years in prison and never gave his version of the story a coward. I don't know, I think it takes a lot of courage to risk this kind of thing. Not that I'm saying that you're really innocent, since you insist on not telling m
"All right, I'll tell you mine," she said, murmuring as she turned her eyes away to think. "I have an obsession with understanding the human mind. All right, it's no secret, you know I'm always analyzing everything. But sometimes, when no one is looking, I just stand still and think about all kinds of weirdness that person should commit when being alone. I wonder what can lead one person to the outbreak and another to the point of jumping around, who loves the world and animals. The complexity of the human mind fascinates me a lot. And I think I would have done psychology at some other time in my life.”"That's no secret, it's bizarre.”"I never hid that I was a normal person," I spoke with a shrug."A personal secret now.”"I can't think of anything. You tell me.”"My biggest secret at the moment has to do with you, lawyer.”Joana raised her eyes to mine, without sketching surprise, just curiosity." Tell me a little more about it," she asked in a low tone."You may find it strange,
I don't know if it was the wine, but my whole body lit up before Pablo's words.He was well seated next to me, his penitentiary uniform rubbing against my fancy and expensive clothes, and everything I focused on was in his mouth. That full and perfect mouth, which I hadn't noticed in the moments we spent talking about our lives. In the moments when all I wanted was to gain his trust and finish that job right away. When we exposed our truths, it was as if a veil had been removed from my eyes."Do not think about doing anything you regret," he said in a low tone.I didn't notice that my hand was on his leg, and that's why he would be asking for that kind of thing. But even after I noticed, I didn't do anything to get away. I felt his muscles below that horrible uniform, I felt that thick and firm thigh, and my thoughts directed me directly to the day I fantasized to be being fucked by him. Right there, in that prison."I won't regret it," I said equally quietly."I don't do anything wit
Our remaining clothes bothered us to the point of starting to take them off without even realizing it. Pablo pushed his own pants with his feet, and I pulled my dress. Panties and bra are gone. I didn't even know if he wore underwear. I didn't see light, I didn't see anything. My eyes were closed and so they remained. But I didn't think of another man, as he settled between my legs. I didn't think about all the shit that act would cause. I let the feelings take over, and I became a wild creature made of all that lust.I held his dick. It was thick, full of veins, and very hot. It was pulsing the same way I thought my pussy would be. My hands touched that stiff limb without even believing the size. Not believing that all that accelerated pulse should be because of me. And it was beautiful to think that way, even though I was at the naughtiest moment of all those dates. I masturbated his penis. My hand went up and down without delicacy, because men like Pablo did not like to have his co
Pablo began to move, slowly, because he was still too tight. His eyes found mine, and I noticed all the desire contained there. All the lust that doping us also awakened us. He bent down to bite my neck, to suck, and a mark certainly stayed there at the same time.The pressure of your mouth on my skin made me gasp again. It was a unique sound, simple, but that made him lose his temper. Pablo slipped more deeply against my intimacy, this time pushing hard. He held his shoulder with one hand, and leaned with his elbow on the floor, one of his legs flexed, and the movements became continuous.Intercut arches began to sound from my lips, regrets of a need that no longer had anywhere else to be contained. It all came down to the flames of that overwhelming passion. Pablo's moans mixed with mine, became feroly, he pressed my shoulder and lowered his mouth against mine. The kiss was even more intense, even stronger. And we had to stop it because the air became scarce.Pablo turned around me,
Sweaty, Joana and I stayed side by side. She was panting, and I was proud to have made her cum twice. I had already given up. I was already more than pleased to have taken that surprised woman to her limit, and beyond him as well. She spent some time with her hands on her belly, just breathing slowly. From time to time, Joana shuddered, still under the effect of that intense orgasm.I tried not to smile like an asshole, but the truth needed to be told; making a woman cum was a feat, but cumming twice in a matter of minutes was a glory. Either Joana was tailor-made for me and completely understood each of my movements to adore her body, or I was very good at that thing. Anyway, I got my arms behind my head, smiling like an idiot to the ceiling.Little by little, while we were sweating, the effect of alcohol was passing. I didn't hesitate with Joana, but I should have done it. She was not in her normal state and above all, she was still my lawyer. I was impressed that her security guard
I leaned down, reaching her. Her back stuck to my chest and I bit her neck, with a moan stuck in my throat, I pulled Joana's hair back. I couldn't help myself by acting like an animal. We were both in our most lascivious and promiscuous state. We wouldn't be judged at that moment. There was no audience in there.Maybe outside, but if she kept holding back. If we continued without saying what we intended to do and just act, maybe no one would notice. Anyway, I was determined to make Joana remember who fucked her so furiously that night, so one of my hands went down to her ass, and the slaps continued.Moaning and moaning meaningless whining, we gave ourselves to that wet and dirty sex. Our skins began to sweat even more than they already were, but together that way, we just stuck even more. Joana bit her hand to moan loudly, and I said the worst kind of obscenity my mind could gather at that moment, whispering in her ear. Joana moaned again, totally involved by the smell of our sex in
"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