"Flávio"Today nothing would ruin my day. I had a perfect night with my little girl. What a woman! Everything about her was perfect, every curve of her body, every little moan she made, every touch. She surprised me in every way.But she was still shy and embarrassed about many things, even after everything we shared last night. This morning, when she saw the imprint of her virginity imprinted on the sheet, she turned so red it looked like all the blood in her body was on her face. She only calmed down after I took her in my arms and showered her with kisses, telling her how special it had been to be the first man in her life. It truly was, and if it were up to me, I would be the only one. She was a rare treasure that I wasn't willing to share with anyone.On the way to the police station, I stopped at a florist and had flowers delivered to her. I wanted her to know how special she was and how wonderful and perfect last night had been. I arrived at work smiling like an idiot. I even s

"Flávio"I thought it was so strange that the short girl wouldn't let me pick her up from work. But Nando assured me that Mel would drop her off at home because she was near the Mellendez Group. However, when I was already in the building's parking garage, Nando called me asking where I was and if I was alone. I thought it was all very strange. But never, not in a million years, would I have imagined what was waiting for me at home. My beautiful short girl had prepared a surprise. And when I saw her lying there on the couch, all sexy, in nothing but lingerie, I wanted to devour her with such lust.I don't know what got into that short girl; she was bold and full of surprises. She kissed me with a need that matched my own for her. I took her to the bedroom, thinking I would throw her on the bed, but she undressed me and dominated me in that chair. I was ecstatic and unresponsive. But the moment she knelt in front of me, my eyes nearly popped out of my head. It just got better! I couldn

“Flávio”I stood for a while at the kitchen door watching my little girl sing and dance. She was so distracted she didn't notice I was there. I felt my heart warm and pound; she was perfect for me.“Did you see the little green bird, Shorty?” I teased, and she was startled.“Big guy, what a scare!” She put her hand to her chest, but then smiled. “I saw a little bird, but it wasn't green.”“Shorty, you're so graceful.” I hugged her and pulled her up to kiss her. She wrapped her legs around my waist, surprising me once again. “Is that still the whiskey?”“I can't lie to a police chief. I'd like to say yes and maintain my reputation as a good girl, but the whiskey's effects have worn off.” This is just me getting more confident and trying to leave the insecure, repressed Manu behind.” There was a cutting sincerity in what she said.“Hmm, I’m enjoying it!” I encouraged, because I really wanted this confident Manu to come out for good. She was stunning, sexy, and full of little surprises t

"Manuela"I went with Rick to the kitchen for coffee. I really needed to talk to someone, but Catarina was home because of her pregnancy and Junqueira's threats, and Sam already had a lot of problems too. So I didn't want to bring this drama to the girls, and I didn't want to call Flávio because of my mother's tantrums."So, honey, what happened?" Rick placed a mug of coffee in front of me and sat next to me at the kitchen table upstairs.For half an hour I talked, venting to him about how my mother treated me, about how I'd left home practically like a fugitive, about buying a car—in short, I talked about everything. He listened attentively."Manu, you know your mother is toxic and abusive, don't you?" Rick looked at me and realized the weight of his words."Yes, Rick, I know, but she's my mother, the woman who gave me life." How do we get away from our own mother? I asked, feeling a lump tighten in my throat."Doing what you did, leaving home, learning to fend for yourself, and, if

"Flávio"The short girl had already told me that her mother was complicated, but she hadn't told me that their relationship was so strained. We even agreed on that, I thought with a bitter taste in my mouth, because family should be synonymous with protection, love, care, and acceptance. But I knew better than anyone that that might not be the case.But now my short girl had me, and I would take care of her. And I would start by sorting out this cell phone thing; I didn't think it was a good idea for her to keep it off. I left the police station a little early and went to a store to buy her a new cell phone, so I could always talk to her, even if she wanted to turn off the other one to avoid answering her mother. Then I went to pick her up.Manu was waiting for me as we'd agreed. She was calm, but her eyes were still a little downcast. The way that beautiful little girl looked at me completely disarmed me. And Patrício caught us like that, in a precious and intimate moment. Of course,