Professional Prostitute (unedited)

Chapter 77

Saturday's Update
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The taxi arrived. Guilherme helped me get in the backseat. Then we drove off.

Guilherme: "Put on your shirt" He gave me a serious look and discreetly pointed to the taxi driver who was staring at my boobs through the rear vision mirror. I pulled out my shirt from my bag and put it on. I tried to put on my shirts too, but it was impossible because of the sharp pain coming from my foot.

When we got to the hospital, Guilherme helped me out of the taxi . He took me inside the hospital. He soon filled out some papers and requested a doctor to check on my foot.  Shit! I had twisted my ankle out of place, the X-ray of my foot looked horrible.

The doctor gave me some anti-inflammatory ointment to help it become less swollen. Then he put on a cast around the hurt area.

Because of the cast and my twisted foot, I won't be able to have as many clients as I usually would. That ruined everything. My plan of becoming the best prostitute ever.

Guilherme didn't leave my side for a minute, he took me back to the house when the doctor released me.

He helped me up to my room and laid me on my bed. It was cute the way he was helping me.

Manuela: "Thank you, Gui."

Guilherme: "No need to thank me stranger."

Manuela: "Your girlfriend must have been annoyed when you left the party."

Guilherme: "What girlfriend?!"

Manuela: "You know ..." He was standing by the door and came to sit by my side on my bed.

Guilherme: "Bruna? what's are you talking about? She's not my girlfr..."

Manuela: "Alright. Alright. "- I cut him off- "I was just kidding. And you could date anyone you want, it won't matter to me."

Guilherme: "But I ..."

Manuela: "Just forget it. Like I said it doesn't really matter to me" I interrupted him again.

Guilherme: "Oh.." He sat still and stared at me. Gosh, why does he have to be so sexy? Have such a sharp jaw? And really soft lips?"

Guilherme: "Why are tou looking at me?"

Manuela: "um.. nothing. why?"

Guilherme: "I don't know. You were looking at me weirdly."

Manuela: "oh"

Guilherme: "So.. are you hungry? I'll go get you something if you want."

Manuela: "If you keep treating me like this I hope I'm always hurting my foot."

Guilherme: "don't get used to it" He frowned then smiled and I just stared at him. Damn it! Why did I have to like someone I can't have?

Manuela: "Can you bring me anything that's sweet to eat?" 

Guilherme: "I'll bring you some sugar."

Manuela: "Ha. Ha. funny."

Guilherme: "Thanks" He laughed and moved his body closer to mine. He was way too close.

It was getting harder and harder to disguise how he made me feel.
My breath was getting heavier, from him being too close.

And to make matters worse, he cupped my face with his hands. Guilherme stared at me, his lips formed into a smile. I took a deep breath and he leaned omg closer. I bit my lower lip lightly and he pressed his forehead against mine. I could feel his warm breath and his hand on my face.

Guilherme smoothed over my cheek with his thumb and began to kiss me.

Manuela. What the hell you promised yourself you wouldn't mess around him anymore. I talked to myself in my head.

But it was too late. We were already kissing. I put my hands on the back of his neck and kissed back.