Without a ban

Alexa

Last night and last night presented me with many surprises. First of all, I was terrified of the sudden appearance of Arthur in my apartment, and secondly, of such crazy sex, which I interrupted because I could not pull myself together after the words “Fucking you gives me the greatest pleasure”. And the fact that he had the nerve to call me at one o’clock in the morning and call me a bitch was too much. I got up from the bed and went to the mirror to look at myself. I was only in my underwear, my buttocks and legs were clearly visible traces of very “gentle” touches of Arthur.

Suddenly my phone rang. No, not that, – I thought it was Arthur again and did not take the phone. But the calls continued. Why is he so obtrusive? I told him where to go yesterday. I got tired of him,” I resented him for a long time, but I answered anyway.

“Alexa, why don’t you pick up the phone the first time? ” It was my boss, Mr. Eric Holmes. His last name was from a Conan Doyle novel about a detective, but he was very far from that image. He was forty years old, no wife, no kids. Dedicated his whole life to his career. Average height, a little overweight and very, very mean. How else did his whole publishing team not run away from him? True, he started his own magazine as a student. At first it was a university newspaper in which he described the achievements of the university rugby team and the musical rock band, the Prometheus, at Harvard. A very strange name, of course, they chose for a rock band. I graduated myself in business and management.

“And I’m glad to hear you, Mr. Holmes.”

“Alexa, please don’t be ironic.”

“How could I, Mr. Holmes.”

“I called you on this matter. Don’t you want to fly south?”

“What do you mean now?” I inquired.

“I’ve got an order for our magazine.”

“From whom?”

“We haven’t been told. It’s an anonymous client.”

“Why does he need me specifically?”

“I’ve already told you what I know.”

“What are the terms of my trip?”

“You’re going to Brazil.”

“Are you serious right now?”

“I am. The city is Rio de Janeiro.”

“You’re asking me to fly to a completely different country, you don’t know whom?! Do you hear yourself, Mr. Holmes?!”

“You’ve been paid for your tickets and accommodation in full. If I had such an opportunity I would fly to it just out of curiosity to find out everything myself. All the more, I think, that you never were in Brazil.”

“I haven’t, but I’m not prepared for this turn of events.”

“Make up your mind, Alexa. I have the tickets. I’ll wait one more day for your answer. You have a flight tomorrow.”

“Okay, I’ll let you know my decision tomorrow. I sent the Lancaster article to your e-mail.”

“Thanks, I got the file. Excellent, as always.”

“Thank you, Mr. Holmes.”

“Alexa, there are no new orders yet, so you just have to think it over and make a decision. He’s already paid quite a decent sum, just for you to come,”he tried to persuade me again and switched off the telephone.

Of course, all this sounds and looks quite strange. Such offers have never been made to me . Well, what can they do with me in Brazil? Especially since my boss would know directly that I would be there. I have to think about it and weigh it all up!

Arthur

What was going on with me yesterday? Started going through the number of outgoing calls on my phone. And they were all to one Alexa. Well, apparently yesterday I really overdid it!NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

What should I do next? I will not call her again. But what scares me the most is the fact that yesterday for the first time in my life I had glitches. Blanche warned me that there might be similar reactions, but I still didn’t pay much attention to them. It’s time to stop relaxing this way. In fact, I’ve got to pull myself together. I look terrible, and this is just the beginning of my new and rambunctious life, but which I already want to put an end to. Stop playing the bad boy and stop pestering Alexa. She’s going to be the hardest thing for me to deal with, because even though I try to deny it, I like her. She’s interesting, smart, pretty, funny. She has all the qualities I look for in a girlfriend.

Okay. Now I’m going to eat breakfast, throw away the rest of my drugs, and clean myself up. Maybe I should go out with Blanche tonight to relax a little, but without the drugs. After all, I was pretty badly screwed by Alex yesterday.

Suddenly my phone rang, which brought me out of my thoughts.

“Arthur, how are you?” It was my mom.

“Thank you mom, I’m fine.”

“I’m so glad you’re no longer in touch with Alexa. You made the right decision, son. You’ll find yourself a nice, decent girl. I already have one in mind, do you want me to introduce you?”

“What? You’re going to impose on me girls that only you like? Who do you want to be with me?”

“Arthur, you’ve got it all wrong.”

“No, I got it all wrong. You know, I have very different tastes and they’re not the same as yours. I want a girl who can handle several acts a night, who will please me with her mouth and tongue. Who will fuck me in all the available and inaccessible places.”

“Arthur, what are you talking about? I don’t recognize you.”

“What have you heard, Mommy,” I sneered.