- I'm losing hope. – She said.
The woman's smile widened, seeing the girl, with all the concern written on her face. - I have an alternative for you, a job offers, have you considered an alternative, dear. – The woman said. - Who are you, anyway? – Serena asked her. - I'm going to propose that you work for me, I have a luxury escort company, Sugar Daddies. – She said. - Maybe someone can help you financially. – She said. At that moment, Serena looked at the woman, there was no alternative, after all, even with the feathers, and with her eyes full of tears. - You apparently know that I can't ask anyone for help, as it's my responsibility and I don't want to burden anyone with my problems. - She said. - How can you offer this to me? – Serena questioned her. - I evaluate the candidates, offer jobs, consistent with their skills and appearance. – Poison said. In this way, as she said about these words, a chance encounter would change the course of her life, while she was waiting in line at the bank to pay off her college loan. Noticing that she had caught the eye of a well-dressed man in his forties, even though Poison was intrigued by her beauty, he struck up a conversation with her. - No, I offer opportunities that are consistent with your talent, but you caught the attention of a man I have a partnership with, he is part of my partnership, so I have a network of a company that finds the perfect couple candidates for lonely, single and widowed men. - She said. - This opportunity, in which you would then have, would pay for your college, would be placed as the secretary of these two men, being the assistant of these men, would have money to pay your debts, your mother's treatment. - She said. - Two men? – Serena asked. She placed the folder on the table. - This is Charles and Eric. – She placed the photos on the table, showing each of the successful businessmen. Serena learned that he was a widower who was looking for a secretary to help him manage his business. Both Charles and I were middle-aged men, with white hair, and one of them had a long beard. - Eric was bald, with a full beard, tall, and muscular, while Charles was a white-haired man with a square-jawed face. In which she said. - He was captivated by Serena 's intelligence and charm, he is aware of her financial difficulties, he made her an offer. – She said. - You would stay with each of them, 3 days a week, then you would have the weekends free. – She said. - No one can fail to notice your situation. – She said. - Each of them needs a capable secretary. – Poison said. - That would be the end of your financial problems. – Poison said. - I know you 're close to being out on the streets, losing your home. – She said. - Each of them is willing to pay for your college education in exchange for your help. – Poison said. - What do you gain from this? – Serena asked her. - I am your employer, I earn royalties, you don't get paid for free, you work for me, if they get tired of you, then I will refer you to others. - I know that her voice mixed satisfaction and desire, she was interested in her. At that moment, Serena's mind raced, torn between the weight of her responsibilities and the moral implications of such an arrangement, and she hesitated, trying to process the offer before responding. - I know this isn't for a limited time, so I have no alternatives. - That's not generosity, Poison, I know that this is interest and it's also business for you. - I know you followed me, apparently you came prepared, but I need to know if you came with a contract. – Serena asked. She didn't stop to think about it, even though there were many factors that needed to be considered, she was still desperate, bills that kept coming... - Yes, as you understand, it's a subscription, for life, with payment in advance. – Poison said, I brought the contract. - In 25 hours, a good amount of money will be in your account, immediately after your signature. – Poison said. Without any alternative, Serena signed, she saw the woman placing the papers on the table, as she signed, she stood up. Is to my agency next week, at 9 am, on Monday. – Poison said. In that next hour, in which Serena got up from the table, she almost forgot her laptop on the table, in which she returned home, in which she reflected on the pros and cons of Poison's proposal. Taking a bus home, thinking about the problems this could cause, she signed without thinking, more than once, which on the one hand, could ease her financial burden and give her the opportunity to pursue her dreams. Knowing the implications, which she did, Serena was not stupid, while on the other hand, the significant age difference and complex nature of their relationship raised concerns about emotional involvement and social judgment. - I'm a high-class prostitute. – Serena said, realizing the problem, it would be a taboo that she wouldn't tell anyone while she could. Even though Serena knew her other friend, who was also going through financial problems. When Serena called a friend, named Miki. In which they were seeking an end to their financial problems, in which Serena knew she wasn't the only one. About that. Miki is a Korean girl with short Chanel-style hair. - I 'm so torn too. – Miki said. - I had the same offer, I'm looking like you, so desperate, that I passed by that building, when I saw the woman, she approached me. - I thought she was just a pimp. – Miki said. - What happened? – Serena asked. - This morning, I received this at my bank, she really did what she promised. – Miki said, showing her bank account application on her cell phone screen. - 50 thousand dollars. – This could be my chance to escape the burden of student loans and support myself, I don't have my parents to help me anymore. - That would be a financial aid, right? – Miki said. - 50 thousand dollars are money. – Miki said. Meanwhile, the two turned to the living room table, Serena's cell phone rang, the girl picked it up and saw that the same amount had been credited to her account. - Oh my god, this is serious. – Serena said. - 50 thousand dollars. – Serena said. - I know that if I get involved in a relationship, I'm not ready for. – She said.Péngyǒu hadn't prepared for this part (how could he?), but he really liked the man and improvises.— My mother works in a car shop, and they have a phrase to talk about some of them: "Sale price". So... Could you pay eight hundred for each? Would it be a good selling price?— Yes, miss, it would be," he says, without hesitation. "But are you sure?"One of the larger stores might have been able to...— Have. If you can pay eight hundred for each, we have a deal.The man laughs and stretches out his hand.— So, Miss Helena Sánchez. Péngyǒu Mùzhīběn, we have an agreement. "They shake hands. "I'll fill out the receipt and pay.— Um... I'm sure you're trustworthy, Xuan NanZhi, but I wouldn't feel comfortable with a check.Considering I might be in Toronto or Washington tomorrow, who could blame her for thinking like that? He winks. - In which, moreover, I have my own phrase: "Cash does not speak". And what Uncle Sammy doesn't know about our business won't do any harm.Xuan NanZhi places t
Before leaving home, she is by her boyfriend's side, having benefits so that she can use this for a certain reward.- Could you take me to the nearest auction house? She asks.- Then I want my reward. – He said."What would it be?" She questions, spreading her legs, placing them on top of his already hard penis.- It's not sex. – He said. – Soon seeing that she frowned, pointing towards her underwear, with something like that, how could it not be?- How is it? She questions, standing up, with the man at the second, as she would pick up the box"I mean, that's not my only price.- Oh, I see. - She said, picking up the box, ignoring him, then taking off his clothes, more than provoking, the man more than hard, she passed her hand there, then took him out. - What would it be then? She questioned him.- You know how to be difficult. – He said.- But I have a project in the mountains, which I want to modify, make some changes.- Changes, which I know will not be in the official plan, I t
This is how she discovers that the basement was flooded, even though she had to take care of that area, it was during the night after a strong winter storm, the snow melted with the water that flooded that place.Péngyǒu runs down the basement stairs before her father can change his mind and steps into an ankle-deep puddle of dirty gray water, just as early in the morning as she has managed to get the water pump working.At that moment, Péngyǒu hears her working in a corner, but the machine will need to work all day, so she notices from the mark on the stone walls that the water has only dropped about five centimetres’, still, it's difficult as that environment flooded.She goes to the opposite side of the basement, where the button box is hidden, and pushes aside the old desk, then she gets down on her knees in the corner and sticks her arms in the dirty water, unable to see her hands, and release the stone.Her fingers touch the wet canvas, whereupon she pulls the soaked bag from he
Péngyǒu cries herself to sleep and dreams of nurses giving poisoned syringes to little children, she sends all her hurt to others, even so, her boyfriend comes to visit that day, in question, she now saw that he was caressing her and starting to kiss She, at that time, the woman in turn accepts this.- I'm sorry. – He said, then kisses her, opening her fly, with that, she puts it between his legs, pulling down her pyjamas and throwing her somewhere in the room, when he starts to have sex with her, apologizing, without knowing what.The girl moans and pants, amidst his thrusts in and out of her, until he cums inside her, sending her to sleep.The woman wakes up hours later, so she goes down the stairs towards the kitchen, with the food laid out on the table for her.Talking about nothing but the trip to your project.- I will be the supervisor of your projects. - He said.- All good. – Still holding hands, eating together.devis mountainsAt that time, among the caves, there were some
Watching her? Watching her? It would be possible. She thinks so.And she still thinks about buttons, of course, especially the red one.Where sometimes you find yourself sitting cross-legged on the cold basement floor, holding the box of buttons in your lap, staring at the red button with no idea of a place to explode.After what? Who would decide what would be destroyed? God? The box?A few weeks after the trip to the coin store, when Péngyǒu decides it's time to find out about the red button for the last time.Instead of going through her projects, towards her studies, in the company's project room, she goes to Mr’s empty general history room. Anderson from the architecture sector.There is a reason for this: the pair of retractable maps attached to the blackboard, when she went towards the project room, in the middle of a large file room at the Delphos company.At that time, they called for a meeting in the middle of an auction that they were going to use the company as a concessio
The young woman was astonished, but happy, in the days following that day, he never used the signal any further, but always drew her into a private conversation, he advised the young woman to wear a short skirt, which was easier, never advancing the signal. , until she opened her legs, not before locking the room, after everyone left, placing her on the table, sucking her vagina, before kissing her.On that day in question, she was looking for her home, for the event, she was introduced in a circle of friends, he didn't spare his hands, helping her dress for the ball.That night, he didn't take her to his house when he asked.- Do you want to spend the night in my mansion? – He questioned her.- Yes. – She said, without waiting.At that time, he led her through his huge mansion, then slowly took off his clothes when he reached the bedroom.So, unlike every night, he started taking advantage, sucking her vagina, but this time, he put his fingers inside her, thrusting her, amidst her sc