Matheus Anthony
—Sara, glad you answered. How is she?
—You've managed to sleep now, but you arrived here very agitated. I had to put a few drops in the water, in addition to the pill, or she wouldn't be able to erase it. You'll probably sleep all day.
— You did well. I don't want her here tomorrow morning. I need to speak to Simon before she does. He almost blew it all away.
—Have you spoken to your father yet?
—Yes, he can't come now. Things got complicated
— He? asked my colored—haired friend.
— Yea...
— Okay ! You can let me take care of her.
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Laura Anthony
Simon LeeI loved watching my Laura sleep. It was as if nothing and no one could hurt her at that moment. I still hadn't recovered from the madness that had taken place in the bathroom. I never imagined she could take the initiative like that. When she sent everyone away and said she would help me with the bath, I saw malice in her eyes. It made me very excited and I had to control my erection. I had just gotten out of the hospital, but the mere possibility of having Laura so close made me forget about all the shortness of breath.The excitement only increased when she started to undress me. Her gaze held a naughty desire and I wanted to know how far she would go. I didn't want to hurt her, but I needed to know if Laura could go a little farther than we'd tried so far. So I pretended I was dizzy just so I could get closer to her and know if I should stop or not. She was receptive to the joke and it drove me crazy. W
Laura AnthonySimon convinced me to do an experiment with his mother's psychologist. Dr. Solange was Brazilian, but had lived in the United States for fifteen years. I sympathized with her straight away. She was young, about thirty-nine years old, looked very competent. In the first session I told her about my childhood, my relationship with my parents and my family. We talked a little bit about their deaths and what happened next, but I didn't go into details.In the second session I managed to vent. It wasn't so hard to talk anymore, after all I had told Simon everything. I related to her everything I went through in the days of captivity. That day, I left there exhausted from crying. Simon took care of me and understood my silence for the next few days. Over time it got easier. He returned to work and I questioned him about the threats he had received. We came to the conclusion t
Simon Lee Laura managed to surprise me every day. That woman was a burning ember. All it took was a breeze to light that fire. I knew she was getting to know herself every day and that fascinated me. All of her teenage experiences were nothing more than kissing boys as childish as she was. At least that's what she had revealed to me. The first time she was with a real man was traumatizing and painful. Laura didn't know pleasure, didn't know what it was like to be wanted with love. That's why each new experience was so fascinating to her. The discovery of the body and sensations, everything made her excited. A movie, a conversation or some gesture I made, was able to wake up his body and make it boil. But she was still afraid to try. I could feel her burning inside, but she couldn't let go. This was also new to me. He was used to experienced women who knew exactly how to act. But it was always all about sex. There was no emotion, no feeling. With Laura I was constantly on high alert.
Laura Anthony I had no idea what was happening to me. He had completely lost his wits. No sooner had I lost myself in Simon's arms than I was there in the shower teasing him like an insatiable madwoman. I didn't recognize myself. That man had the power to awaken things I didn't even know I was able to feel. Simon thought I was under the influence of alcohol when I started seducing him. I had been drinking, yes, but nothing that made me aware of what I was doing. In fact, I knew exactly what I wanted, but I didn't have the heart to say it so blatantly. So Sara advised me to pretend I was a little tall. If everything went wrong I could pretend I didn't remember anything the next day. I thought the idea was too far,fetched, but I decided to give it a try. I thought it was so cute when he got scared because he thought I was drunk. He didn't want to take advantage of my so-called drunkenness, and I thought that was great. Simon, in addition to being kind, was very ethical and that deligh
Laura AnthonyI reached the sidewalk and started looking for a taxi. I could have walked, but it was too late and I didn't know New York that well. I was fiddling with my phone, thinking about calling a private car when Jonny pulled up with the Blazer in front of me.— Hi Laura, how are you?— Do you want a ride?—What are you doing here at this hour?— I asked in amazement.— I just left some reports at the agency and decided to grab a snack here at Tino's . He smiled without getting out of the vehicle.— Ah yes! That Mexican restaurant. I still don't know, can you believe it?—We can arrange a day with Simon and Sara.— We will see! Will you leave me at home? I asked, already thanking God for having appeared. I was afraid Simon would come after me.—Of course, get in there!— he said as he unlocked the doors.I turned aroun
Simon LeeMy head kept thinking about Laura's words. —No, it is not.—. That had been worse than a slap. How could she think I would hurt her? I just wanted to talk, explain that Cassandra was a clueless person and that she did this to tease women who approached me. I hadn't understood why Laura had acted so possessively. I never gave her any reason to think I had another woman. I spent most of my time by his side, when I wasn't at band commitments. I knew at first she was jealous of the fans, but I thought she got used to it.I looked out the living room window, it was already dawn. I hadn't slept a wink all night . I couldn't relax knowing that Laura was upset with me. Spok , who was lying under the little table, was watching me with sad little eyes.—You're missing her, aren't you, little friend?— The little one started to wag his tail from side to side, but without moving.
Laura AnthonyI opened the apartment door expecting a sermon like that, but Matheus lifted me up in the air and hugged me so hard that I started to cry.— Don't cry, my love!— It's all right now.—I let your father down,— I commented after he walked in and threw himself on the couch pulling me in for a cuddle. Lying with my head on his shoulder, I felt the exact peace I needed at that moment.—My dad looks tough, but it's just a facade. I've already talked to him and reassured him. Said he'd follow you like a shadow.—You know I love you, don't you? I played with his hair, receiving a kiss on the cheek soon after.—Woe to you if you didn't. — And I hope it's at the top of your Christmas gift list. Before Simon even.— He pinched my nose.—Actually Spok is on top— I blurted out frankly.— Cum! And where's the Spok that
Laura Anthony Simon said that this song represented how he felt when we were teenagers, when he didn't have the courage to come out. So he wrote these lyrics dreaming of one day playing them for me, when he became a successful singer. I had no right to question or demand anything about his career. It was his plan, it was what he loved to do. No one should give up their dreams for anyone. — I'm out of breath, Little One. I haven't been able to breathe since yesterday. And it has nothing to do with my illness. It has to do with the fact that I don't exist without you.— He put the guitar down on the floor and leaned it against the wall and ruffled his hair in the way that was my undoing. Shit Simon! I ran to him and threw myself on his neck. My legs wrapped around his waist and I hugged him tightly, feeling my body heat up. His lips grazed my neck and took my mouth in an overwhelming way. There was urgency and desperation in that kiss. —Don't leave me, Laura! Please do not leave me! I