Jacqueline was accompanied by a guy. Clara and Dalia knew he was her husband from the photos they had seen, and because they were holding hands. She seemed nervous and hurried, her low-heeled shoes tapping on the smooth hospital floor. She was wearing a grey linen outfit, with pleated pants and a three-quarter-sleeve blazer.Dalia and Clara stood up together and followed her and her husband as they walked past without noticing them."Hello, are you Jacqueline?" Dalia asked, with a wide smile, reaching out her hand to greet her. Jacqueline looked at her for a few seconds but didn't shake her hand. She seemed frightened and looked around. "I'm Dalia, and this is my friend Clara. We're the ones who contacted you on Messenger.""Your hand is fine, you'll be discharged today, and we haven't visited you yet. We were waiting for you," Clara also spoke with a smile, but she didn't extend her hand since Dalia's hand was still outstretched.They were almost at the reception desk, and the recept
DON'T KILL THE MESSENGER!"Is her mother doing well?" Cilmo asked her friends after Jaqueline left."She is, she's doing fine," Dalia answered sadly.The three friends hurried to Márcia's room. They only had fifteen minutes left to visit her as visiting hours were coming to an end. They ran down the hallway to the elevator and arrived at the room where Márcia was lying, facing the wall quietly."Hello, dear, feeling a bit sad?" Cilmo approached the raised bed and kissed her cheek."Hey, girls!" Márcia seemed to brighten up and sat up in bed. "I'm fine now, eager to leave. Lipe just came by and told me about Lara. My nurse friend hasn't come in to work today, so I don't have any news about Lara.""But are you doing well?" Clara asked her."Oh, yes, ready to go, can't stand any more poking and prodding," Márcia smiled, and the friends took their seats in the chairs arranged by the bed. Cilmo pulled out an expensive and fancy apple and a magazine from her purse and handed them to Márcia.
THE HOSPITAL EVASIONCilmo returned to the room, feeling a bit dazed and smiling like a clown."What's with that strange smile, girl?" Dália asked her."Guys, I think Cupid has struck me!" she exclaimed, sitting down in the chair in front of Márcia's bed."You mean that shy nurse?" Márcia asked."He is really timid, isn't he?" Cilmo asked."Very much so. I've never seen anything like it. He's one of those people who, when they're embarrassed, tend to keep talking without being able to stop," Márcia recounted."I once watched a show where they matched people up, you know, the guys would come on the show and the girls too. It was a show that was really popular in the 80s and 90s," Dália began to share. "There was this guy, I'll never forget, Rômulo. My husband used to watch it with me every Sunday. Well, there was this guy, and he stayed on the show, unlike those who were eliminated on the first day because they were rejected by the girls. But this guy, he lasted four weeks, appearing a
EXTREMELY SHYCilmo didn't react. She didn't reciprocate the kiss, nor did she even close her eyes. His mouth was warm, and he simply kept his lips on hers without demanding anything more. With closed eyes, he maintained contact.When the elevator beeped, signalling that they had reached their floor, he opened his eyes and stepped away, taking a step to the side.Cilmo pressed the elevator button to keep it closed on the same floor."What are you doing?" she asked."I don't know, I'm sorry. I've been thinking about you all day. Well, even before that.""Are you a stalker?""No!""How could you think about me without even seeing me? It was my first time coming to visit my friends.""I... it feels like I've always been waiting for you, my whole life.""Damn, man, you work in a hospital! It's not possible that you don't have access to psychologists!" Cilmo was starting to get scared of the guy. She opened the elevator door and before leaving, she gave him a warning. "I'm a lawyer, don't
BASIC SECURITY!His mouth was velvety, his lips were plump. Cilmo laughed inside his mouth when their teeth accidentally clashed, and he stumbled when she sought his tongue.Fael moved away from her, leaving her momentarily puzzled."What's wrong?" she asked when she noticed he was uncomfortable and had moved to the other side of the elevator, his head bowed."I'm sorry... I...""It's okay, Fael. We're in your workplace," she said, trying to convey calmness. She released the elevator button. "Give me your contact information, and we can arrange to meet outside of here, talk a bit, get to know each other better."He dictated his number, and she wrote it down. She smiled at him before letting him off the elevator when it reached the ground floor.She celebrated with Murilo and Lipe in the waiting room when they told her that Lara would be transferred to observation in the late afternoon, moving out of the ICU. This was more than enough reason to celebrate, and the group was buzzing with
RELAXCilmo received a confirmation message from her friends, who assured her that they would call her in an hour and if she didn't answer, they would come knocking down the door. She laughed and set off on her way. She arrived at Fael's neighbourhood an hour and ten minutes later, and at the entrance of the neighbourhood, on a busy avenue, she stopped at a convenience store to buy a bottle of wine.His house had a gate and low walls, and she soon spotted him in front of the house, sitting on the sidewalk. Oh my goodness, he was shirtless and wearing shorts! This was making it difficult for her, he was really going all out!He stood up from the ground, and she almost drove onto the sidewalk when she saw the abs on his stomach. He had a serious expression but smiled when he saw her parking."I thought you wouldn't come," he greeted her."Took a while, didn't it? I was at Barcaça!" she replied."Wow, I didn't realise you were in such a distant neighbourhood." It wasn't her imagination,
TAKE IT EASY, RELAX.Cilmo noticed that he still didn't quite grasp the concept of kissing and almost laughed again. In the elevator, he had been hesitant with his tongue, either unsure of what to do with it or being economical with its use.And his mouth was so delicious that it would be a waste to kiss like two children.He was so tall that her neck was already sore from tilting her head up. She paused the kiss and walked towards the first step of the staircase, holding his hand and pulling him along. Fael thought they would go upstairs, but she made him step down from the stairs, and she climbed onto the first step, becoming taller and able to kiss him without any discomfort. He understood and wrapped his arms around her waist, and they resumed the kiss."Let me feel your tongue, Fael," she whispered. She had both her hands on his neck, intensifying the kiss."Oh, okay, sorry," he said, and she wanted to laugh. But his shy tongue was now mingling with hers.Gradually, he started ge
SECOND ROUND.It seemed there would be many first times with the nurse, because when he was carried away by orgasm, when the wave of pleasure and ecstasy engulfed him, he trembled as if he were receiving a shock of high voltage and he didn't pull her hair as he normally would, which almost always happened with her, but she continued sucking him until the spasms left his body, and when she looked at him, she saw two tears streaming down his face."Megan, did I hurt you?!" Cilmo quickly got up, even though he knew he couldn't have hurt her, he got scared, thinking he might have done something wrong."No," he smiled and hugged her tightly, "I think I lost control. I've never felt a sensation like this before."He laughed, too happy. Overwhelmed, he laughed like a fool, touching her deeply."Oh, you scared me, dude! But tell me, did you like it?" She lay on his chest, more relaxed."If I liked it? I wouldn't even know which word to use. I don't think there are words that can express how a