25 - Hazz

The idea gave me goosebumps. Not that Poliana was ugly or unpleasant to contemplate. She was a beautiful, thin and tall woman. It wasn't my type, but even so, it was still someone who caught the attention of all the novices in the nightclub. Her problem was her character. The woman simply scattered around the four corners of the nightclub all the most depraved details of her experiences between four walls - and experiences with our colleagues from that work. She didn't have the slightest sense of ridicule, and still embarrassed everyone with her obscene descriptions. I wouldn't mind getting involved with her just because we work together, but thinking that she could go out talking about me like that... I didn't like that at all.

I wasn't religious, but sex was a delicate subject. I couldn't accept people who talked about their tricks in bed to embarrass the one who shared them. It was immature, and almost like a betrayal, even worse. Sex makes us vulnerable, it is something confidenti