Chapter 2 2

Isabela.

"I have to go home. It must be after midnight and my mother is going to kill me" - she agreed and got her things.

"clara went to 22's house, I don't think she'll be back soon" - she shrugged and turned her last glass.

"Okay, then let's just leave" - I pulled her out and we each went to our own house.

When I got home it was as dark as it had been when I left, a sign that my mother was still asleep.

I sighed with relief, took a shower, put on my pajamas and went to sleep, thinking about the boss here.

Imagine if I were his wife? To have my story like Nem's wife or Fabiana Escobar.

By the way,

who doesn't want to be the next dangerous bibi?

Playboy

Papo reto, gamei na novinha e já era. Já tá no meu nome.

Vou falar com o menor pra descobrir tudo sobre ela, onde mora, estuda, idade.. Tudo parceiro!!

Quero essa novinha só pra mim e se ela não quiser, vai querer.

Cheguei na boca no outro dia depois de mal conseguir dormir com aquela novinha feiticeira na mente,pprt.

"qual foi puto, cara de quem deu e não gostou". - soltou piadinha pra mim e eu o olhei sério.

"sou viado que nem tu não, rapá" - ele levantou as mãos em redenção rindo,e eu dei dedo pra ele.

"ih ala,pego mais que tu" - disse levantando e empacotado umas drogas, procurei o foguinho que não tava ajudando os cara,hoje tô na sorte viu, puta que pariu.

"cadê o foguinho?eu dou mole por umas horas e vocês já se acham no direito de fazer oque quiser,bando de folgado mermo". - tava puto mermo,verifiquei os pacotes.

"tá lá embaixo patrão, foi levar uma encomenda no lugar do 22,se quiser posso ir lá chamar ele". - falou levantando e eu neguei, tenho que mandar o papo pro 22 aquele ali ta esquecendo de trabalhar e só quer fuder,toma no cu mermao.

"menor, preciso que tu descubra tudo sobre a mina do baile de ontem, tudo tá ligado? Não deixa passar nada. Quero tudo, casa, idade, mora com quem, onde nasceu... Quero uma identidade completa, parceiro!!" - falei acedendo um beck e me sentando na cadeira.

"suave chefe, vou lá"

" e procura o vagabundo do 22 e manda ele ir junto, não faz nada aquele fudido" - falei bolado e ele concordou saindo.

Isabela

Today I had arranged to go out with the girls, but I was tidying up my house while my mother had gone out with my sister.

All that was missing was the dishes and I would be able to go out fully and maybe see again the pussycat of last night, I confess that despite everything I was quite scared.

But his way, all rough and coarse, made me have more fire in my ass to be with that hot guy.

I finished my things and went to take a shower and get ready.

I finished getting ready and went to meet the bitches, near the bar of Mr. Ze.

"Denial, you're a knockout." - said slapping my ass.

"Get out of my ass, that's a stretch mark you disgusting bitch". - I said, rubbing my hand on the spot she gave me and smiled.

"let's go to this pagoda, because it's going to be a big deal, mores, and I can't wait to tell you all the details" - she was so excited my father. 22 is fooling her so much.

Would he go to the pagoda?

We walked along as clara told about her and 22 having sex for the first time and that 22 had been a little aggressive and the wild sex was great.

ah if she only knew how I had had my first time.

"whew, we've arrived my father, what a big house, is it the boss's house?" - she said admiring the house and I arched my eyebrow.

"Obviously not, right Julia, do you think he would make a pagoda like this in his own house, it must be from some partner". - I kept quiet and we went inside.

The girls started talking to everyone else while I was just looking for him, I felt a look on my face and then I looked, and I saw that it was the same.

Standing there. In the box, while the girls threw their asses in his face. All hot, his smile was my fetish.

That little mouth, he was so dressed up that he didn't even look like a drug dealer.

I'd say just a guy.

He disguised himself and ignored me, my joy was over until a blonde walked up to him and he exchanged a giggle with her, and I was pissed.

"girlfriend, don't be serious like that. What did you think? That he would give you flowers and propose to you the next day, this man is no good, Isabella. He'll only hurt you, be careful. - she said while drinking catuaba and I just nodded, maybe she was right.

"Today I'm going to drink until I can't stand it anymore, that's it" - she said excitedly turning her glass of vodka and I denied her laughing.

I went inside and got lost, for I didn't even know where the kitchen was. I saw a very cute boy and asked him" - do you know where the kitchen is?

"inside, young lady, you go straight and take the left that you will find it." - He said smiling and I smiled, thanked him and followed the path mentioned.

Playboy

I was just staring at the blonde from afar, came all cute the cute shorts that I would tear.

Tava hate partner, she was exchanging smiles with foguinho straight talk I will get that smaller.

I sent the ear call the foguinho who came all smiling with those teeth that had no right to the bastard.

"want to go to the ideas foguinho? I put out your fire in the ass fast minor, are you getting me off? Exchanging ideas with the young girl there" - I said pissed off a thousand times.

" Keep your head up boss, she just asked where the kitchen was po. Novinha is not my type, is smooth there."

" Keep up, fire, I'll give you a hard time". - I slapped him on the back and got up from the table where I was with the boys, I went to the kitchen and saw her there on all fours looking for some shit in the closet.