Mag-log inDespués de dejar la universidad, mis padres no me presionaron. Pero la amiga de la infancia de mi novio, esa que se hacía pasar por la chica perfecta y de alto coeficiente intelectual, me llamó por teléfono. Yo estaba ocupada trabajando en el campo, sembrando verduras y jugando con el agua, sin tiempo para programar. En mi vida pasada, ella presentó su proyecto de diseño de software un día antes que yo, era exactamente igual al mío. Todos me acusaron de ladrona, de farsante sin escrúpulos. Intenté defenderme, pero nadie me creyó. Más tarde, incluso abrió un canal de transmisiones en vivo para difamarme, diciendo que yo la acosaba en la escuela. La gente en internet enloqueció, atacando cruelmente a toda mi familia. Mis padres, tratando de huir de los fanáticos que los perseguían, murieron en un accidente de coche. Yo no soporté el golpe, me lancé desde lo alto de un edificio… sin poder cerrar los ojos en paz. Hasta el último instante de mi conciencia, no entendía nada. ¿Por qué, si era mi esfuerzo y mi trabajo, alguien más pudo publicarlo antes que yo? Cuando volví a abrir los ojos, estaba de nuevo en el día anterior al plagio.
view more"Amethysts," his uncle called. He went out and went to the living room to talk to her.
"What is that, Uncle?" he asked. His uncle smiled and made him sit on the sofa. "Get dressed, we're leaving," he said. And he went up to get dressed and went back downstairs. They left Amethysts house and went to the hotel where her uncle was going to sell her to a rich old man she didn't know anything about. As the car approached, Amy felt weakness and worry wash over her. In the back of his mind, he was worried about what might happen to him. The water he drank from his uncle gradually made him dizzy, and the scenery outside became blurry. Amy closed her eyes, she couldn't shake the feeling of dread coming from her uncle and aunt's conversation. "Is the old man there yet?" the aunt asked, and the uncle's simple "yes" sent her into even deeper fear. They did not know that he was awake, even with his eyes closed, because of the poison. When the car arrived at the destination, Amy decided not to wait for the car to stop, she quickly ran, trying to get out of her uncle's car. Unfortunately, in the middle of Amy's run, she was almost run over by a car in front of her. Without any problems, he stood up and suddenly entered the man's car almost running into him. "Who are you?" the elder said to Amy, who looked at her and begged to be taken to a safe place. "Please help me," he said to the man, Amy's eyes showed a broken look and it was as if someone was chasing the girl. Amy was inside the car when she saw her Uncle looking around. When he approached Zack's car, the woman suddenly fell down and sat next to him in the back of the car. While the driver was lowering the side mirror of the car. "Did you see a girl in red?" Amy's uncle asked the driver. The driver turned to his boss before answering, "There's something going to the road," the driver said to his uncle. Amy's uncle had already left when she sat next to Zack. "Why are you hiding from him?" Zack asked the woman coldly. Amy introduced herself to Zack and got hurt because of the help she did to the girl. Amy told my man why he would hide from his uncle "He wants to sell me to the rich old man sir," Amy tearfully said to the man who helped her. "What!" angry at Zack's response to what the woman said to him 'how could does people still do stuff,' said Zack in his mind. "Get me away from here please," Amy begged Zack. Zack also noticed that the woman seemed to be dizzy when he got inside his car. "Are you ok miss?" he asked the girl and Amy nodded "Yes, I'm fine," . But Amy knew that she was about to feel dizzy and her body felt like it was heating up. They were already at Zack's house and he saw that something strange was happening to the girl, he picked her up and made her sit on the sofa. Zack left for a while to drink some water while he was on his way, he didn't know that Amy followed him. His body was on fire when he approached Zack and caressed him. "Hey! stop that," Zack said to Amy who still didn't stop caressing him. While Amy was doing that, something seemed to happen and she suddenly kissed Zack. "hmm..." Amy grunted and Zack couldn't stop himself from kissing the girl because it seemed like something came to life inside him. "Hmm.." they both murmured in the middle of the kiss. Zack's hands moved from Amy's neck to her assets, Amy was still moaning at what Zack was doing to her breasts. "Ughhh... your so sexy," Zack said while rubbing Amy's face. Amy didn't stop moaning about what Zack was doing to her when Zack's hands slowly went down to Amy's cave. "Ahhh..mhhhmm..ohh," Amy moaned in the middle of Zack kissing her neck. Zack's chest was heaving as he kissed Amy on his neck towards his future, he could hear Amy's moans like music to him. Amy didn't know where to turn her head because of the pleasure Zack was doing to her womanhood, Zack slowly inserted one of his fingers into Amy's womanhood "Ahhh..ooohhh," Amy moaned as she moved quickly. Zack said to himself. Wherever Amy turned her head, Zack stopped what he was doing and carried Amy up to her room. While the two of them were going up, they still couldn't stop kissing, Amy and Zack were already inside and continued what they were doing "What's your name honey," Zack asked Amy as he kissed her. "Amy ahh.." Amy growled as Zack inserted a finger into Amy's womanhood again. His hand just went in and out of Amy's "Ahhh...ugghhh..ohhh.sshyyyt," Amy grunted at what Zack was doing here. It's good to enter Zack quickly here "Ahhhhhh....oghhhh..ughhh," Amy growled even more because Zack added a finger to it. While Zack was doing that, Amy felt as if something was coming out of her womanhood. "M-something is going to come out ughhhh.. I-I'm peeing ohh," he said to Zack and Zack sped up what he was doing "Uuhhhhh ...y-that's ohhhh.. Ahhh... it's coming out!!! !" Amy growled loudly as she was taken out. Zack didn't miss the opportunity and ate Amy's femininity, "ugghh..ahhh ... s-saglit ughh..." Amy growled when Zack did that. "ahhhh..hhh..ohhh," Because Amy is still sensitive, her growling got even louder. Zack stopped and looked at Amy, he felt something strange when their eyes met. "You're beautiful," he whispered to the girl, he didn't feel that feeling with those he was in a relationship with before. Zack slowly inserted his weapon into Amy "A-hh it hurts," Amy said to Zack and Zack stopped and was surprised to learn that the girl was a virgin "Your virgin," Zack said even though it was just a head he entered his manhood. "o-yeah, but own me please," Amy said to Zack, Zack was still having second thoughts "Are you sure?" Zack asked the girl. "o-yeah," Amy said while looking straight into Zack's eyes. "I'll make it slow," Zack said to Amy in a soft voice. Zack slowly inserted his manhood into Amy. There was a sign on Amy's face that she was hurt, when Zack had fully penetrated his manhood into Amy, he stopped before Zack reached for a few moments and started moving on top of Amy. "Ahhh..." Amy moaned, Zack gradually sped up riding Amy while Zack couldn't stop moaning because of the taste. "Ahh..you taste good," he said to Amy. Zack's movements quickened as he was on top of Amy. The two of them could only be heard moaning and kissing in Zack's room."Ahhhh..ohhh..shit,". Zack just continued to love Amy until they went out together. "Ahhh...ohhhh..a-that's it ahh.." Amy said as if someone was going to come out of her courtyard, she felt it earlier. "I'm almost there ahhh...shit," Zack grunted while riding Amy. Zack was getting faster and faster going out and entering Amy's womanhood which made her moan even louder. Amy is near the exit. A few hours later, Amy was released at the same time as Zack also released his white juice in the courtyard of Amy's womanhood. Tired, Amy immediately fell asleep while Zack watched Amy sleep soundly. He stood aside and thought 'why am I feeling this' and Zack touched his chest because of his heartbeat. Until Zack's eyes were swallowed by darkness because of the tiredness he and the girl had caused that even then he didn't feel for those who had a one-night stand.El Antonio sacó un talismán, lo encendió hasta reducirlo a cenizas y, mezclado con agua, me lo ofreció.—Bébelo, niña. Con esta agua de talismán dorado, ningún gusano ni hechizo podrá afectarte jamás.En cuanto lo tomé, el collar se aflojó de golpe y pude quitármelo con facilidad.El anciano colocó otro sello sobre el colgante y sonrió satisfecho.—Este gusano hijo… a mi gata le encanta devorarlos. Cuando muera, el gusano madre y quien lo lanzó sufrirán la contraofensiva. No te preocupes, haz lo que debes hacer.La gata negra maulló perezosa, como diciendo: “Déjamelo a mí.”Después de que todo quedó resuelto, mi abuela y mi madre sirvieron la comida. Los cinco —mis padres, mi abuela, el abuelo tercero, yo— junto con la gata, disfrutamos de una cena alegre. Luego, él se marchó con su animal.Al día siguiente regresé a la universidad.Nada más llegar, Javier vino a buscarme con una sonrisa:—¡Buenas noticias! En la competencia internacional… ganamos el primer lugar.Me alegré de cora
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Después de avisarle a Javier que no siguiera mi línea de pensamiento, me recosté en la mecedora del patio, tratando de encontrar otra solución.El cielo del campo era claro y profundo; las estrellas titilaban como si señalaran el camino a los que estaban perdidos.Mi abuela apareció con medio melón en brazos y me lo acercó con ternura.—¿En qué piensas, cariño? Estás muy distraída.Mirando su rostro bondadoso, me costaba hablar.—Abuela… —murmuré al fin.Ella sonrió y empezó a abanicarme suavemente con un abanico hecho de palma.—No puedes engañarme, nieta. Dime, ¿qué te pasa en realidad?Mi voz se volvió baja, entrecortada por el nudo en la garganta.—Abuela, no sé por qué… todo lo que hago siempre acaba en manos de otra persona. Y encima me culpa a mí, me hace quedar como la culpable.Todo lo que pienso, lo repite ella. Es como si… como si…Ella frunció el ceño un instante y completó mi frase:—¿Como si supiera de antemano lo que vas a pensar?Asentí con fuerza.Mi abuela suspir
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