door, just as Amelia had entered. She had come to the family home of her boyfriend and her stepmother had heard the engine noise of the car that Juan Carlos drove up to the door. But the boy did not enter the house. Amelia was willing to waive his presence even way out the door.
"Did you see a bug on the way home?"
Amelia remained serious, trying to ignore the opinion useless from her stepmother. During this period, she walked slowly to the sofa and sat on it. She was pale and her thoughts were far away.
"You're not going to say what happened?"
Marianne insisted, swallowing her cigarette butt, she was standing by the window. Only she is wearing a long coat and was barefoot. Marianne was a woman who had a beautiful body. She had no children and this helped keep her slender silhouette.
"I think I'm going to break with Juan Carlos"
"Why?" - He winced in surprise. - "Has he made you go to bed?"
"Worse than that"
Amelia replied in amazement. The image of her boyfriend with a gun did not leave her mind and worse than that, tormented all the time, causing her to doubt the good behavior of your loved one.
Marianne went and sat on the couch next to Amelia. She is holding the hand of the young and realized it was cold. Then she asked with concern.
"He tried to rape you?"
"Do not exaggerate Marianne!"
The stepmother sighed in relief and smiled situation.
"What a stupid question I ask!"
Amelia then lowered her head and was unhappy to confess something.
"Juan Carlos is passionate by Arms" - She looked straight ahead. - "He has a gun in his room and saw before me because he showed me Juan took the gun so carefully I confess that I was terrified of him...."
Marianne hastily rose and shook her head. She wanted another cigarette and went to the next table, took out a cigarette and a lighter red.
"And that's why you want to leave the guy" - She shook her head again and turned her snuff. - "Amelia, do not be so paranoid, Juan Carlos is not the murderer of your father would not have any reason to be"
She put a hand on each side of the head and clasped her hands. The veins in her forehead stood up and her face was flushed.
"Sometimes I think I'll go crazy! These things will really end up going me crazy!"
She said looking down, hands clutching her head.
Chapter 22
THE FIRST NIGHT OF LOVE
A few weeks later, Amelia decided to take a shower. When the water from the shower fell on her body she noticed that it felt special, perhaps softer and more beautiful. After the bath she went to the room and stood before the mirror, put on a beautiful dress on the body.
That afternoon she felt a desire to be more beautiful and more attractive to her boyfriend. Something inside her demanded. Perhaps a sixth sense.
Just hours later, Juan Carlos and she were walking through a forest full of trees, one after another. The place was beautiful, quiet and romantic.
Suddenly the weather became cloudy and started to rain. The phenomenon of nature did not intend to spoil the moment of the couple. But it was necessary that the rain falling at the time.
Soon it began to thunder and the rain was more violent. They looked to the sky and started wetting their faces with rainwater.
They ended up laughing at the circumstance.
Then Juan Carlos and Amelia entered an apartment that was locked. The place was dark. Amelia looked around and saw the place with little furniture. I'd forgotten they were still very wet and needed to change clothes.
"Does anyone live here?"
"No. But I come here when I want to be alone"
She looked to her boyfriend.
"And when the owner gets here and finds us?"
The boy smiled. Its smooth and golden hair were stuck to his forehead.
"The owner is here"
"Where?"
She looked around, searching for a third person in the place.
"Right in front of you"
He said seriously, standing in front of her. His sweaters, completely soaked in water clung to his defined chest.
"This is yours?" - She looked at
"Did you see a bug on the way home?"
Amelia remained serious, trying to ignore the opinion useless from her stepmother. During this period, she walked slowly to the sofa and sat on it. She was pale and her thoughts were far away.
"You're not going to say what happened?"
Marianne insisted, swallowing her cigarette butt, she was standing by the window. Only she is wearing a long coat and was barefoot. Marianne was a woman who had a beautiful body. She had no children and this helped keep her slender silhouette.
"I think I'm going to break with Juan Carlos"
"Why?" - He winced in surprise. - "Has he made you go to bed?"
"Worse than that"
Amelia replied in amazement. The image of her boyfriend with a gun did not leave her mind and worse than that, tormented all the time, causing her to doubt the good behavior of your loved one.
Marianne went and sat on the couch next to Amelia. She is holding the hand of the young and realized it was cold. Then she asked with concern.
"He tried to rape you?"
"Do not exaggerate Marianne!"
The stepmother sighed in relief and smiled situation.
"What a stupid question I ask!"
Amelia then lowered her head and was unhappy to confess something.
"Juan Carlos is passionate by Arms" - She looked straight ahead. - "He has a gun in his room and saw before me because he showed me Juan took the gun so carefully I confess that I was terrified of him...."
Marianne hastily rose and shook her head. She wanted another cigarette and went to the next table, took out a cigarette and a lighter red.
"And that's why you want to leave the guy" - She shook her head again and turned her snuff. - "Amelia, do not be so paranoid, Juan Carlos is not the murderer of your father would not have any reason to be"
She put a hand on each side of the head and clasped her hands. The veins in her forehead stood up and her face was flushed.
"Sometimes I think I'll go crazy! These things will really end up going me crazy!"
She said looking down, hands clutching her head.
Chapter 22
THE FIRST NIGHT OF LOVE
A few weeks later, Amelia decided to take a shower. When the water from the shower fell on her body she noticed that it felt special, perhaps softer and more beautiful. After the bath she went to the room and stood before the mirror, put on a beautiful dress on the body.
That afternoon she felt a desire to be more beautiful and more attractive to her boyfriend. Something inside her demanded. Perhaps a sixth sense.
Just hours later, Juan Carlos and she were walking through a forest full of trees, one after another. The place was beautiful, quiet and romantic.
Suddenly the weather became cloudy and started to rain. The phenomenon of nature did not intend to spoil the moment of the couple. But it was necessary that the rain falling at the time.
Soon it began to thunder and the rain was more violent. They looked to the sky and started wetting their faces with rainwater.
They ended up laughing at the circumstance.
Then Juan Carlos and Amelia entered an apartment that was locked. The place was dark. Amelia looked around and saw the place with little furniture. I'd forgotten they were still very wet and needed to change clothes.
"Does anyone live here?"
"No. But I come here when I want to be alone"
She looked to her boyfriend.
"And when the owner gets here and finds us?"
The boy smiled. Its smooth and golden hair were stuck to his forehead.
"The owner is here"
"Where?"
She looked around, searching for a third person in the place.
"Right in front of you"
He said seriously, standing in front of her. His sweaters, completely soaked in water clung to his defined chest.
"This is yours?" - She looked at
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