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When I received the call from the prison director saying that Pablo Soares would like to make a confession, I got in my car and didn't even worry about knowing if my security guards were following me. I was euphoric about the news, and dropped all the research I was doing on Pietro Gusman. The man had taken my sleep every night after Pablo's friend's funeral, and I kept that information a secret until I found out how our stories merged.The only people who still knew what I was up to were my sisters, because my mother was kept out of the equation. I still didn't want to worry her. I still wanted to understand how that man could be involved in two different plots, and my sisters helped me in that task. Each one had a different investigative contact, and we put the information together in a picture hidden in our mother's office. We were evaluating all the content obtained, when I received the call and I didn't wait a second to run away.I found Pablo already in the prison director's offi

He was ready. So wonderfully ready that Pablo could have made a very successful career in the porn industry. The man had no limits. He pressed himself against me too, pushing me to the table. My ass hit against the hard side of the wood, and I let out another moan.Pablo moved his mouth away from mine, sliding his lips down my neck. He didn't suck that time, but he kissed so delicately that I almost got rid of it. Your hands walked through my body, my hair.I knew he would leave me completely messed up. I knew that even if we weren't caught in the act, probably everyone would realize how misaligned we had been for a few minutes alone. And I didn't care. I had a muffled laugh and Pablo nibbled my lower lip.The fire lit up for good, and he skillfully opened the buttons on my dress shirt to free my breasts from the bra. He did me the favor of not taking off the pieces, just opening them, in case we have to get ready in a hurry.So the frame of my lingerie made my heavy and big breasts s

After leaving Pablo at his new address, I returned home and tried to keep my sisters informed of the whole situation so far. Our mother was not at home, she had gone to Jessy's company to resolve contractual issues with partners, so we had a long afternoon of speculation and theories. Apparently, our stalker now had a name. Although the reason is still nebulous."Let's go to the chronology of the facts," Jessy began, collecting the large photo frame hidden in our mother's office and putting it on the desk. Photos of us, of our parents, relationships that were disclosed by the media and relatives who still remained alive emerged. "First, it all started with our father. He became a very privileged lawyer by defending celebrities who were involved with the world of crime. He defended a man who was accused of killing his wife out of jealousy, and he won the case. The man was released, but the media fell on our father. From the beginning, he was seen as the villain of the story. In fact, w

The house where Joana told me to stay for a few was huge. Big enough for me to know that I would be bored at various times of my day. I took a long shower after Hazz left. He stayed with me for lunch, but Joana and Jessy left to solve some issues. Alone with my brother, I regained that lost familiarity, confessed my worst secrets and listened to his.In the end, we ended up getting it right again. Hazz justified himself about the visits, but I didn't pay much attention. I didn't want to hold on to what kept me away from him, quite the contrary. It was a new life. All I wanted was to reestablish myself. When he left, it was already the beginning of the night, and he said that Joana would be coming to keep me company.I was happy to know that Joana would keep visiting me, but anxious about how it would unfold. She met me at my worst, and we ended up making a sequence of mistakes by involving us lovingly. I wanted to be with her. I wish I had a life with her. But I would never have the c