UNDER THE SPELL OF THE SWEET PILOT

The noise of the city woke me up, and as I stretched in bed, I stared at the ceiling for a few minutes. The night before had been great; I can finally say that a man truly appealed to me beyond just for one night. I had finally found a man who was worth it, worthy of being introduced to my parents, or well, to my mother. Carlo was funny, handsome, in his forties, had a great job; we were both lawyers, he was simply perfect, we clicked wonderfully."Good morning, sleepyhead," he said to me as he watched me from the doorway.I got out of bed, took the shirt I had taken off him the night before and put it on my naked body. Then, I walked towards him in a sensual manner."Since when have you been here?" I asked him.He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me towards his chest. I tiptoed and gave him a sweet kiss on the lips. All of this seemed like something out of a movie scene; everything felt so perfect and unreal."Long enough to know that you snore," he said with a slight smile.I ligh

The screams distracted me from the reporters' questions. I turned to see what was causing the commotion, and there she was, squeezing her friend as viscous liquid dripped down her clothes. I left the reporters and ran toward her. When I arrived, I saw with horror: the shirt I had given her was a mess, completely soaked with vomit."I'll pay for it," her friend said as she continued to squeeze her. Finally, she let go, and with a sudden fit of rage, grabbed the drunk girl by the collar and squeezed. I acted immediately, pulling her away by grabbing her waist, although I got covered in vomit in the process."I'm going to kill you, Grace!" she yelled furiously. I carried her in my arms to the motorhome, let her go, and looked her in the eyes. Her expression of anger was so intense that it was a little scary."Do you want me to lend you some more clothes?" I asked.Without saying a word, she began to undress until she was in her underwear. I silently watched her for a long moment; her phy

Hayden parked his car next to mine in the building's parking lot where I lived. He helped me take out the bag and followed me to the elevator. I glanced at him, and he had a silly smile on his lips."I'm not going to sleep with you, you could be my grandson," I said.He stopped smiling and looked at me."Why do you think I want to sleep with you?" he asked.I wanted to smack myself for saying such nonsense."I don't know, you're acting weird and that confuses me," I said honestly.Hayden smiled sideways."I don't want to be anyone's sugar mommy," I said.Hayden started laughing. Now I felt even more stupid. God, why did I say so many stupid things?"Can you stop?" I asked, annoyed.He stopped laughing and looked me in the eyes."I'm sorry," he apologized as he gave me a smile.The elevator doors opened on my floor and I stepped out. I walked to my apartment without looking back. One of my neighbors looked at me and greeted me, then glanced over my shoulder and smiled."He's my nephew,

Waited for my sister and the cockroach bastard to leave before turning to look at Hayden, who had a sweet and mischievous smile on his lips."Let's make a deal," I proposed.He crossed his arms and nodded."I'll give you the month, but you have to pretend to be my partner. If in a month you don't win me over, we'll continue with this until my sister gets married, we'll be good friends, and we'll have a good time," I said.Hayden scratched his nose a bit."Sounds good to me, but I know I'll win you over, I'm charming," he said with a smile and a wink.I let out all the air I had in my lungs, and my shoulders slumped. I had gotten myself into the lion's den for being "mature" and not wanting to look like a loser with my sister."That guy is disgusting, how can your sister want to marry him?" he asked."I need a drink," I said.I turned around and started walking towards the road; I would go to a bar, have a couple of drinks, and if I was lucky, I would find someone to have a good time w

We arrived at her apartment, and she opened the door. I entered immediately; she looked at me and then smiled."I'm a woman of my word, I wasn't going to leave you on the street," she said.I shrugged; anything could happen with her, so it was better to be cautious."Stay here, I'll get comfortable," she said.I nodded. She disappeared into her room, and I stayed there, looking around. On a shelf, there was a photo, so I approached and observed it. It was a much younger Kat, appearing to be on some university campus and looking beautiful. Another girl was with her, a brunette with huge glasses, looking like the typical nerd."What are you doing?" she asked, startling me.I turned around and looked at her; she was dressed in oversized pajamas."It's like three in the afternoon," I reminded her.She shrugged and went to the kitchen."I like to be comfortable while I get drunk and watch romantic movies," she said.She took a bottle of wine from her fridge and placed it on the kitchen cou