Chapter 7 THE CHRONICLES OF A DIARIST

THEIR EYES.

ON THAT WARM NIGHT, THE TWO OF US DRINKED SO MUCH, THAT WE ENDED UP NAKED IN THE COLD WATERS OF THE PEREQUE RIVER, WITH TWO GOODNESSES ALSO NAKED.

MONDAY AS A RITUAL I FOUND FRIEND TANIA AT THE HAPPY LIFE BUS STOP, I DID NOT ASK WHY, I WAS ALSO HAPPY IN LIFE.

AFTER ALL IT WAS FIVE MONTHS WITHOUT SEXUAL RELATIONS, I BEAT MY OWN RECORD, WE WERE EQUAL, CELIA, TANIA AND MARTA, THE STRANDED, BECAUSE WE ARE DEMANDING ABOUT HAVING SEX WITH SOMEONE. WHEN WE ENTERED THE BUS, EVEN THE PASSENGERS, HE WAS MISSING MARTA, AND SHE SAW OUR HAPPINESS FACE.

IT DIDN'T TAKE LONG TO GET ANOTHER DAILY FRIEND, AND IN A DOUBLE DOSE, THE TWINS, MARIA SALETE AND MARIA CELESTE WERE JOINED, THINK OF TWO SISTERS SO IN EVERYTHING.

SO LOOKING, SO FAT, SO GOSSIPING, SO WHITE, SO HAPPY AND FUNNY, THEY TALKED ABOUT PEOPLE THEY DID NOT KNOW, OR EVEN WHO DID NOT EXIST.

BY SIGN, WE KNOW THEM TALKING ABOUT ME AND MY FRIEND TANIA, WE CAN HEAR THE VOICES OF THE TWO HUGE SPEAKING, LOOK AT THE GIANT SISTERS, ARRIVING, THE JOYFEST ONE OF THE BUS.

WE BECAME FRIENDS, THE HARD