FORCED DETOXIFICATIONLara was being monitored by a medical team, and now Lipe and Murilo could visit her. Gradually, within a few hours, she regained consciousness and understood what had happened to her. She had been transferred from the ICU to the observation room and then to a room on the third floor, in the psychiatric area."Can you guys give me a moment alone with Lara?" Patrícia asked with a smile as she entered the room."Of course!" both Lipe and Murilo replied. Lipe kissed the girl's forehead. "I'll be right outside, Lara," he reassured her and accompanied Murilo to the waiting chairs in the hallway."Lara, the doctors must have told you about your treatment here, right?" Patrícia had pulled a chair closer to the girl and started the conversation. "You spent a few days in the ICU, and as soon as you came out of the coma, you were transferred to the observation room. I know you're not fully understanding what has been happening, and you've been keeping quiet, but I want you

ONLY PROFESSIONAL HELP.And now one of the nurses from the team was always in the room when Lipe visited. They no longer trusted him. One of the nurses who visited Lara on that floor was Fael, accompanied by Cilmo. Lara remained silent, apathetic towards everyone, feeling frustrated and humiliated by being restrained in bed."Lara, I'm having an affair with Nurse Fael," Cilmo confessed to her, sounding like a teenager confiding in a friend. This was the only time that Lara looked at her, showing a spark of interest. The room was filled with bouquets of roses brought by friends who visited her all day. "Can you believe that a gorgeous guy like him, a fantastic guy like him, was still a virgin?" Cilmo had closed the door to share the details with her friend. "I went to his place, you know, and there I was, dirty and sweaty after a tiring day at work. He was all shy, not knowing what to say or where to put his hands, and I attacked him. Hehehe, it was amazing!"Lara stared at her lawyer

LUAU SEXUAL.Priscila deserved it. She hadn't had fun in almost ten years, and she was so happy about the outing they were going to have that she was pumping up the group. Before going to sleep, Clara demanded that Otávio be removed from both the condominium and Vegas groups. She knew she was acting foolishly and that her friends didn't agree with it, but since they had made her the administrator of both groups, she quickly removed Otávio, and he didn't seem to notice or care. He didn't use social media and never responded to any questions, never interacted privately or in groups, so Clara endured the complaints from everyone in the groups, saying that she shouldn't have done that. Just the thought of him finding out that she was going to one of Jânio's parties made her heart race. She didn't want to hurt him."Clara, just think," Megan said to her the next morning when they were at Priscila's house getting ready early, even though they were only going out in the late afternoon. Prisc

A STUPENDOUS RESORT.Rupert was lively and quickly led them along the sandy path surrounded by coconut trees. The friends imagined how beautiful it must be there during the day and couldn't help but gaze at the waves of the beach crashing and kissing their feet. The foam reached them from the breaking waves, eliciting exclamations of awe. With excitement, the four friends followed Rupert to a large, charming house with a thatched roof and a spacious veranda."Oh my goodness, what a wonderful place!" Priscila exclaimed, mesmerised, as she squeezed everyone's hands. The stunning location facing the beach made her forget how long it had been since she last saw the sea. It had been so many years since she had seen people.About fifteen people were gathered in front of the house's entrance, sitting on the ground or on wicker beach chairs that perfectly suited the setting. A man in his fifties, who had been playing the guitar, stopped to greet them, standing up."Hi, good evening, folks! I'

NO AFFOITSThe kiss began without any pretence. It was more like a post-confession, a toast to the suffering lives they had endured. They were relaxing on the hammock at a beachfront party, under the stars, and his kiss came as a way to soothe, a balm for the wounds they both carried, a fusion. But his lips on hers sent a delightful shiver down her spine.Pri found his mouth on hers very welcome, more than welcome. His warm and initially dry lips were met with her response, slow and gentle. At first, he only brushed his lips against hers and left them there, but she timidly parted her lips, inviting him to venture further.Luís settled in beside her, taking advantage of the ample space the hammock provided for both of them, and their kiss intensified. Now their hesitant tongues touched, their lips moistening with each other's, intensifying and growing warmer.Luís placed a hand on her face and opened his eyes. Her eyes were closed, surrendering herself completely to the kiss, focused