That day was a dream day; we had a lot of fun. If it weren't for that unfortunate mishap, I almost wouldn't tell the story. My good friend Angelo took us fishing on his yacht. It was fun; I had never done it before. With what we caught, Angelo prepared us something called sashimi, according to him, a Japanese dish. I didn't want to contradict him because I didn't want to look ignorant because the only thing I knew about Chinese food was rice and sushi. It was very pleasant to be there tanning myself and watching him fight with the seafood; it made me want to clean it. I tried to look elsewhere; I tried to look at the sea, and without realizing it, I was again with my eyes fixed on his beautiful face. He reciprocated with smiles that just melted my heart.We ate that morsel of kings, accompanied by a wine with an oak smell, and we laughed listening to Liz's boyfriend's witticisms that helped us understand why she had chosen him. Since this gentleman was maybe around 60 years old, with h
I went to the bathroom to wash away the sweat of fear and try to wash away the bitter memories that had mixed with the sweet kisses that had heightened my desire. After being consoled by my friend Liz, who cleaned my wounds, I returned safely to the yacht with the memory of a bad adventure caused by the mysterious sea currents.Furthermore, I don't understand why humans have to complicate everything because we cannot succumb to our passions without being afraid of what people will say or leave a bad impression. This is even more complicated for women. If we take the initiative, we are in danger of passing as easy girls, and no guy will want to marry a tramp. Or there is the other extreme: if we do nothing, our man can go with another one that will secure it by giving him what he wants. An old woman said that men only want us for the bed. It may be somewhat true, but what happens is that if the loved one does not provoke desire or desire is not satiated, that would be like a brotherly r
We were on the floor, wanting him to fill me and not only with kisses, I was willing, I wanted to be his, I wanted him to enter my being, and he came in. But inopportunely, my friend Liz, who was trying not to interrupt, stood at the door thinking she was invisible, giving flight to her voyeuristic passions, and Angelo did not seem to care, but I did. Of course, I was not able to be with a man alone, even less now with a third one watching us. I pushed him aside; although he resisted, he looked like a baby desperate to have his breast taken away. I looked at my friend badly; she made the gesture of biting her tongue. She raised her shoulders, saying,“Please excuse me; I went upstairs to get them, as dinner is getting cold. What a pity; I didn't want to interrupt them.” I hated her at that moment. She felt bad and disappeared. I only heard her heels coming down the stairs. She was ready to continue until the last consequences, and I could see the fire in her eyes; Angelo was exploding.
We left the hospital, stayed a few more days in Hawaii, and I got bored. It was not the same without Angelo, besides being a violinist with Liz and the boyfriend, and although they said that nothing had happened, I felt that I was in their way. That it was uncomfortable when I interrupted their kisses or when Liz was not intimately with her prince for being with me. So we decided to leave for Colombia to organize some business. We then traveled to Italy, a country wonderful as always, with that mythological air, and Sicily, with that romance in the atmosphere, although it filled my mind with bad memories and a sense of failure. We arrived at the beautiful castle of Don Joseph, who came out in person to welcome us. No changes were noticeable, the Mediterranean breeze seemed to preserve it, I greeted her fraternally.“Ximena, my daughter, what a joy for your visit; at last the miracle happened to me; I thought I would die without seeing your beautiful face again.”I also greeted him with
“Vivian, I think I'm in love; at last, after so long, I found love, just at this moment when I have so many problems.”“Angelo, I'm glad; the best time to get love is now; it will never come later; do I know the lucky one? Is it me, master?”“No, Vivian, you know that we are friends, that I am the boss and you are my assistant, that we made the mistake of being overconfident because of loneliness and desire since you are a very beautiful woman and no man would resist your charms, but what happened is that we knew each other since we were little, and we were friends first; that we let ourselves be carried away by our impulses like sheep was something very different.”“That's what you suppose, and that doesn't mean it's true; if I hadn't felt something more than friendship for you, I wouldn't have gone into the seas of your sheets; now we are here alone, me like a fool waiting for you to tear my dress, and, on the other hand, you throw me that cruelty bomb.”“I never wanted to hurt you;
The two friends were at the university, contemplating their return to class.“Ximena, look, the rector said that Professor Angelo wouldn't come to teach because he is sick; a professor is coming; I think you know her; she is the sexy wife of singer Johnny G.”“Liz, really, I need him to sign this medical release.”“Are you still sick?”“No, dear, it's to take my little sister for a check-up because of her illness, and I want to spend some time with her.”“Well, take advantage of it; I saw that she was going to the teacher's lounge; talk to her, and if she refuses, take her a wad of green money.”“Typical of you, you assume that everything can be solved with money.”“Of course not, Ximena. There are matters that can only be solved with affection, but I don't think that lady likes another woman's affection; that's why she has her beautiful husband.”“Well, I'm going to look for her, and in case she doesn't agree, I'm going to go to my little sister's place anyway.”In the teacher's loung
“Ximena, what did you do?”“Liz, what I told you, I held back.”“I thought you were going to do what we planned.”“I'm not capable of continuing with this farce, just to know his true motives.”“Ximena, we should leave the country for a while, avoiding it at all costs.”“No, Liz, that would be stupid, we can't run away forever; besides, I have business with the company and the mine, and I have something else to tell you.”“Oh, no, my friend, how can it be that you don't tell me things?”“I felt weird; I doubted about Angelo; I had a moment of weakness; before leaving, I went back to look for him; I entered the teacher's lounge, and he was with teacher Daniela; she was riding him.”“Are you sure it was Angelo?”“Yes, it must have been; I told you I had already seen something similar; although I heard that ´he didn't want to´; I don't know the reason; I didn't hear well behind the walls.”“You're not sure; I bet you didn't even see his face.”“Then I should have been like you and stayed
Ximena decided to dance, remembering the words of her friend Liz: It is true that there are so many men, for she was being surrounded by several gallants who sent her beer and invited her to their tables. She, with a smile, refused them, telling them,“I am a married woman; my husband is not late in arriving.”An evil plan came out of the heads of a group of men who were also drinking alcohol there; they wanted to take advantage of her drunkenness by taking her to the exit to rape her to exhaustion and then sell her. For sure, for sure, for that beautiful girl, the white slave traders would offer a few good dollars. Because they were eager to carry out the plan and were encouraged by Ximena's silly smile, they surrounded her and took her away, pretending to be concerned friends. Of course, they did not count on Luis' call, who wired money to the owner of the bar to protect her and who managed to alert his doormen to protect her.“Leave the lady alone, or else.”“Or else what? She is ou