Chapter 39 THE CHRONICLES OF A DIARIST

ONLY STOPPED WHEN WE PRESSED THE FUCK UP BUTTON.

IN THE BACKGROUND WE LIKED IT, ME TANIA AND LEIDY, AND ALSO THE FRIEND EVANDRO, WHO LIVED ISOLATED, ONLY I KNEW WHY.

FRIDAY ARRIVED, AND WE WERE THE FOUR TO THE KAROKE, WE WERE SUFFERING, BEAUTIFUL, SEXY, BLACK LEIDY WAS TAKING SIGHS FROM THE MEN.

EVANDRO WITH HIS WAY BIBA WAS ROUNDING IN FRONT OF US