Guilherme: If she wanted to, she could be my girlfriend. I looked at him and he stared at me. He grinned and tried to kiss me but I turned my face and he kissed my cheek.
Regina: "Guilherme, your tongue was just down my throat not too long ago."
Guilherme: "So. I only kissed you because... I don't even know why. I wish I had kissed Manu inste..."
I interrupted him. "Alright that's enough already. We're leaving, see you. I went outside with Guilherme. It was difficult to get him into a taxi. But I did manage to do it. We went home and I paid for the taxi.
When we to the house, I took him up straight to his room. I mean, to the bathroom in his room. I asked him to sit on the toilet. I leaned down in front of him and began to unbutton his shirt.
Guilherme: "Are you going to take advantage of me?"
Manuela: "Guilherme, No. Be still. You smell like alcohol." -He put his hands on my face and made me look at him. He stared at me and tried to kiss me, but I pulled away. "Seriously, stop. I'm here to help you. You aren't in a condition to get intimate." He frowned, but agreed.
I took off his shirt and saw his body. Not so muscled, but deeply defined. I took a long breath and tried to concentrate. I wet his whole head and face with warm water.
Manuela: "You should put your finger down your throat and try to vomit. I think it'll be better." He did as I asked and soon he gagged and vomited into the toilet. I looked away so I didn't have to see that scene. I pat his back and he vomited again for the thousandth time.
Manuela: "Is there no end to this?"
Guilherme: "I think I'm done now." He was already on his way to sobering up, hopefully. I helped him up and he brushed his teeth.
Manuela: "You should take a shower."
I helped to take off his shoes and pants. He was a little off balance.
Manuela: "You don't need to take off your boxers."
Guilherme: "Why not? What's so wrong with that?"
Manuela: "Just get in the shower." He rolled his eyes and got in. He stood in the shower and I turned it on. I turned to get out of the bathroom but he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me under the shower with him.
Guilherme wouldn't let go of my waist and the more we stood under the running water, the more I was getting soaked. "Let me go or I'll scream."
Guilherme: "What for? For my mom to come and see what's going on? Or Amanda show up and then she'll make sure to let my mom knows about this. That's a great idea." He said sarcastically.
I turned to face him and the water water continued to fall on us. He stared at me and began to tighten my waist. Guilherme: "You are so... beautiful, it makes me kind of crazy."
Manuela: "Do you say you that to Bruna too?"
Guilherme: "Don't ruin the moment." He held my face in one hand and tried to kiss me... once again.
Manuela: "I put my hand on his chest, trying to stop him from getting any closer. I pulled away from him and left the shower. "Stay in there for a while and clean yourself, I'll go get towels for us. I took off my wet dress and lingerie. I went to his room and got two towels from the closet. I dried and wrapped myself in one of them. I went into the bathroom and Guilherme was still in the shower.
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Professional Prostitute (unedited)
RomansaManuela was tired of being abused by her father. She ran away from home with some clothes and absolutely no money or food. But what she didn't know was what was coming her way. Was being a prostitute her only way left of surviving? What happens whe...