Christian Wilson, the most spoiled child by the family, became a headache for many. Always in new problems, challenging life and death. Inevitably sweeping hearts and something else.
Behind that pretty boy's face hides a twisted and fucking sexy sou...
I was trying to calm my mother for a while, I kept crying and wondering why it was like that. We left the hotel to talk calmer, we went to the apartment where he showed me that he knew where he lived, was impressed by how he lived, although he preferred not to ask how he got the money - it was hard for me too, I tried to put myself in his place and I understood, but I was old, and I had to let myself live as I want ... although that doesn't change anything, I always did it my way - we talked about all this time that happened, almost five years outside my house, without seeing them, without knowing how they were, without seeing my sister Zoe, who was about to turn 15 in a very short time ... she told me that Thomas and Vanesa were never dating, but that they were always seen together, they went out to bowling, they were going to the malls with other couples like they were, but they never formalized anything, until almost two years ago they argued over something and didn't see each other anymore. After we spent at least four hours talking, Mom said goodbye and asked me to stay in touch, that if I do not want to return home is fine, but to write to him and that every so often we would get together to eat something, especially to that Zoe can see me, so I agreed. -Christian: forgive me for being like I am a mom ... I am a lost cause already ... I know ... but I love them although I never showed them- I said and she hugged me- this is my number so whenever you want you write me, send a huge kiss to my little girl ... -Marie Anne: Okay, and you take care ... I love you son! -We say goodbye-
A new client appeared a week later, she asked me for total discretion, she was a beautiful woman, she was at least my mother's age, about 60 years old ... or something like that, according to what Charly told me, she is the woman of a Chief of Police of the city of Zarate. -Charly: He insisted to be exclusively with you, he saw you many times and she was at a bachelorette party of one of her friends and said that you had taken a few that night ... and she loves you for her alone ... -Christian: wow ... and well you have to sacrifice ... is it good at least? -Charly: this is a very good child, you are a lucky person, she is not just any woman ... but you must be careful, she is married and your husband is a very important member of the federal police- It was a Tuesday, 20 hours and I stayed with her to see us in a cafe, it was better to start there- I sit at one of the tables and send her a message that I was already there- and a blonde woman is approaching, wearing a suit Navy blue skirt and blazer and hair neatly collected, looked like a businesswoman- she had silky skin, she didn't look as old as she was at all-
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-Christian: Hi ... are you Melina? -Melina: yes ... how are you beautiful- it was more direct than I expected and it made my perfume hot and the way he put his mouth to speak, it seemed French- -Christian: nice to meet you, I'm fine now that I see you- She smiled like a damn witch that I was enchanting with her lips- she talked about what she wanted from me, basically sex with my body, that I fucked her so that I can't walk for days, that it is from her ... that she doesn't want to share with another one because I was going to pay what was due to her and the others - she had everything in mind - she was going to be her personal trainer - her husband agreed and let her condition one of her rooms in the house to look like a gym - -Melina: he thinks that I don't have sex anymore, because with him I can't ... that is ... he is never there and when his member is there ... he doesn't get up and blame me, that I'm old and all that - I said it with total
naturalness, I believe that if I were a woman I would send it to hell - but my body works more than good thanks to God, and you ... - he said grabbing my chin you made my vagina tremble when I saw you dancing in the club
-Christian: woow that they had never told me- and I laughed nervous- and when do you want to start with your sex classes? Do I say training? - -Melina: in my house? Tomorrow at 7 pm but today you must take me as an advance because I really want to try that piece of meat you have there- and he put one of his feet on my crotch under the table- -Christian: ok ... and what do we expect then? We went to my apartment, we were close - she in her car with dark glasses and I on my motorcycle - when we arrived at my apartment I was already totally naked - and she started to take my clothes off urgently. He pushed me to the couch and pounced on me, straight to my cock - he grabbed her with one of his hands and with the other he scratched my torso with his neatly arranged nails - we were at least an hour catching nonstop - it was very hot and it was too good I am his companion boy for three months now, he was very crazy, he paid me much more than what they paid me in the club dancing and in my day job- on many occasions he called me in the early morning to catch and I took it in his self, that woman is a damn nymphomaniac. I also got very angry when I found that I was getting high or that I was with one of my classmates on my floor- -Melina: why do you do drugs huh? ... It doesn't do you good and you look like an idiot- he told me one night that he came into my house because I didn't answer his call- we're going to take a shower and you're going to sleep, do you understand me? I don't want to have to take care of you as if you were my son ... I just nodded, let myself help myself to bathe and went to bed straight to sleep - it wasn't the first time - and it wasn't the first time I got high until I lost myself completely in reality - like I was getting tired of being her and everyone's sex toy - I got any crap and there I stayed for hours and days sometimes- One night I left the club and there were policemen outside, I grabbed my motorcycle and I was leaving when they hit me screaming to stop me- -Police: show me your ID- I do it and I wear my denim jacket meanwhile- are you the personal trainer of Melina Vazquez not?
-Christian: yes why? -Police: for nothing ... follow your path and rather that you go straight because we are watching you- shit ... and now what the fuck is going on? - When I was on my way to my apartment they called me on my cell phone, so I stopped at one side to attend- it was Melina- I wanted to see myself at an intersection- I thought it was weird but I told her I would be there in less than five minutes- I arrive and there was nobody, until I see that her car looks out a few meters, she goes down and I see her with her face beaten and her nose bleeding- -Christian: but what the fuck ??? What did you happen? - And caressed her face delicately- -Melina: it's a trap, get out of here now! He is going to kill you - he left me dumbfounded ... and out there another car is approaching at high speed and braking in front of our eyes - oh shit, they are his men!! Go away- But it was late ... three guys with the face of serial killers come down- shit they were going to kill me for real- One grabbed her behind her arms and immobilized her face so she could look at me- and the other two began to hit me .. I defended myself as far as I could but they beat hard and between the two of them - I don't know how long they will have been hitting me, I no longer felt even pain, I was cold and sleepy –
I listened to Melina's screams asking me to leave - and the guys said that the next time I approached her they were going to cut my cock with a pincer- and another brutal kick in my rib ended up beating me - I passed out and I stayed there I don't know how long until someone found me bleeding up there -
I had fainted from the pain, apparently I had broken ribs and they took my shoulder out of place - when I woke up everything hurt and I could not move- -Marie Anne: son do you listen to me? Move your finger if so - I do it and mom starts crying - don't move, don't make any effort to talk ... you're too weak. I know I went back to sleep- Four days later I woke up completely- my whole body still hurt, but at least I felt freer to move ... I had taken my respirator and I don't know what else- I looked around and My sister Claire was asleep in one of the armchairs next to the bed- -Christian: hey! Claire!! - She wakes up and jumps up - what the fuck happened? - She rang the doorbell to call the doctors and approached me to hug me- -Claire: idiot you scared us for god what the fuck you were thinking!! He told me what had happened, apparently I was serious about the amount of blows me had -Christian: I can't believe it ... shit!! I remember everything - tell me that nobody else knows? For this my parents approach the bed and mom hugs me - they asked how I was and what had happened - I had to tell them what really happened ... Dad was aware of my night work. There was no scolding or discussion or anything ... they were just taking care of me.
