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"My mother knows! "I'll soon tell Hunter, intercepting him as soon as he enters my room, distracted and holding my plush.He looks at me with suspicion and turns his attention to Penelope, sitting on the edge of the bed. We hardly had the courage to stay inside the house knowing that my mother would be somewhere diluting her poison, but the dawn outside would not allow us to go out in search of a hotel, even in Vegas. Fatigue, both physical and psychological, had also prevented us from acting recklessly.“She know what? “Hunter asks.I roll my eyes and hit my forehead. What else would I be talking about?“About our wedding!”Hunter releases the air he seemed to keep, clearly less distressed. When he notices the question forming on my face, he takes the trouble to look upset."How did she find out?”"Suzy forgot to warn me not to put the name of Dean's asshole on the wedding spreadsheet," grumbles Penelope, throwing the invitation in the air. "We were so stupid that it hurts.”"doesn't
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Anyway, it's up to me to look away, although your tone of challenge makes me get closer and jump to try to punch your face. He obviously deviates and holds me by the wrists. I'm dragged closer and kicked. With one arm around my waist, he glues his body to mine, touching his skin to my clothes. Suddenly, the fabric looks too thin, and I can accurately say the thickness and temperature of each inch of your body."You will still get into trouble with this habit of not accepting to be opposed to it, Suzy," he comments, ignoring my effort to keep a distance.I stop, trying to blow my hair off my face."And you, for continuing to think you have the right to touch someone without permission "I grumble, pushing your leg against your bandaged knee.The effect is as good as expected. Hunter lets me go and screams, grabbing his knee with both hands, he loses his balance on the other bandaged leg and almost falls, but can hold on to the back of the chair. For a moment, I feel guilty, but the guil
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At the top of the staggering wooden staircase, muffled voices reach me "acute, squeaky sounds, followed by grunts asking for silence. I prepare for whatever surprise it made Penelope drag me out of the house and take me to a three-story event hall.My friend spared herself in not saying anything halfway by car, and in the other half, as we walked along the hot and empty sidewalk, she only remembered that my pot shower would happen this afternoon. When I asked the reason why Hunter wasn't summoned to what I imagined to be a small pre-wedding party, Penelope just said he would be too busy with "boy things".It terrified me even more.Allowing my family to surround him during breakfast had already been a sacrifice. Not that I fear the poison expelled in every provocation of my older brother or my mother. Hunter had a tolerance for indirects that differed a lot from my absorption of offenses. But even if they take your attention talking about favorite games and places in the world, I'm su
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I look at Glenda.“Children? How did that happen?”As simplistic as the question is, I only do it because I remember Glenda twisting her nose every time we talked about our loving future. Fifteen years ago, she was the only one who was not allowed to fall into the charms of the popular boys of high school, and stated categorically that she would never have children. I was absolutely convinced that he had inherited the worst defects from his parents and did not want to spread them with more children in the world.She gestures with her shoulders, and her speckled hair, at waist height, ripple with the movement."We drunk too much, the condom burst, the milk came in, and the babies came out, "severe in a hiss.Laughing, I position myself in front of the panel in gold and black tones that cover one of the walls. Jessica prepares the camera, Penelope, Samantha and Francine run to be part of the photograph, and Glenda squeezes her thin arm around my waist."Say "penis" "orders Mareen in a l
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I can't find a better way to thank than to laugh; let the pain inside me be drowned by the idiocy that only friends can understand. Because I haven't felt that way in a long time. Unlike the experience that Hunter had given me last night, and so similar to what I feel in my work, after closing a widely profitable deal.While my godmothers and friends play with each other to relieve my fatigue, a fun goes through my head when I remember Hunter saying to imagine me with a whip. I can't help thinking and my mouth bends in a secret smile, as I test the weight and texture in both hands.The games, finally, end with a small piggy bank passing from hand to hand in our circle of chairs.The purpose of the game is purely to say where we would like to kiss the little pig, and we cannot repeat the place that has already been chosen. Being the first, I choose the ear and pass it to Penelope, she chooses the butt, and this causes another rain of laughter. Glenda gets up from the last place in the
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A single tilting window at the top of the wall indicates the time passing, because none of us has the courage to spend more than a whole second looking at the cell phone or the watch on the wrist "unless the seconds in front of the cell phone are reserved for more photos or number exchanges. Therefore, we do not realize that the night comes, and that with it brings back the men and children who were all day doing anything together."Abort fun, soldiers! Abort! "Scream Glenda, forming a shell with her hands around her mouth to echo her voice in a command.Alcohol is biting so much with our mental fallacies that no one cares about taking the monstrous penis off the cake table. I pass by it while I start removing some pieces of clothing that prevent me from walking, and throw my pink feathers in an attempt to hide the toy. This only makes him even more highlighted by the intense black.Laughing without knowing the reason, I walk away and return to my friends, greeting and meeting each of
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"Everyone will comment that you were not at the charity event last night," says Tony for the video conference call.I complain quietly."I'm a little more interested in listening to the report on industrial zones in Chicago.”My operations director gives me a stubborn look."I'm already taking care of it, Suzy. What worries me is the level of exposure that your absence has caused.”"It's only been two days, Tony.”"Exactly" he widens his eyes, exasperated. "Two days that your name doesn't stop stamping the tabloids. Did Natalie send the email I ordered?”"He sent it" and I didn't read it, but I don't dare say it. "And I still worry more about the place where we are going to take the new electronics factory.”Tony sighs, then nods, conforms."Some investors are interested in ceding degraded areas for a reasonable amount. I will send the reports by email. For now, I have no other issue to solve.”Good thing. Because the person who has made me so distracted and indifferent to the basic c
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When he holds me by the shoulders and pushes me away, passing by me, I follow him to the room."You can't be so cold to me!”"Can't I be like you? "He insinuates in a sharp tone. I raise my gaze and find it still inexpressive, bored. "You hide secrets, but you demand that I expose mine. Mind, pretend, and misrepresent, but when I do it, I'm wrong.”I blink, taking a step back."Nothing about my past would put your life at risk "my voice comes out in a thread.Hunter interrupts in the act of attaching the strap around the trunk and stares at me with slight disbelief. I feel a little bewildered by the intensity of the questions he seems ready to ask, although he is already transmitting them with his little curious frown.However, before he can say what he wants, someone knocks on the door and does not wait for an answer to open it. Lawrence appears on the threshold, smiling in a corner at us. I wonder if he may have heard anything, and I strive to forge a less unpleasant performance, ge
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