I follow you out of the house, the sun is no longer rising, your temperature is pleasant, a perfect climate for swimming, the reflection of the pool water made the environment even more beautiful. - Lets go in? -He says taking off his shirt as soon as he reached the edge of the pool. - I forgot how beautiful your body is, all tattooed, I feel like running my hand over every trace of it. - We will? -He says again calling my attention that was lost in his body. - I do not know how to swim. -I replied approaching the edge of the pool where I lie, feeling the sun entering my pores. - Seriously? -His voice sounds incredulous. - I can teach you, not now. We drink! -The statement comes out in a tone of fear, it seems that his care for me is as if he were a father and daughter, something that gets to bother me. The boy takes off his sneakers, and quickly jumps into the water, looking even like a mermaid. - But that doesn't mean I can't take the All Star off and get my feet wet. -I said right after taking your head out of the water. His offer is tempting, but not only has the problem about swimming, I have another fear. - I don't think so. -I reply awkwardly, trying not to look at him, to prevent me from losing focus again. - I feel like you are hiding something, do you want to tell me or do I have to find out? - Don't threaten me, I'm not afraid of you, by the way, you should start treating me like an adult, you look like a father. - I don't know if it's my impression, but at that moment the boy was completely silent, so much so that I stop looking at the clouds and the eye, he is inert in the water without moving. I get up sitting up and quickly take off my sneakers by placing my feet in the cold water. - Ready. - My breath is heavy, my heart is racing. - He returns to the surface swimming towards me. - Hydrophobia. - I roll my eyes and try to calm myself down, I'm on the verge of passing out, until I feel his hands hold my ankles, at first I imagine he is going to pull me into the water but soon I feel a massage that went up my legs. -Relax. —Lucas says, splashing some water over my thighs and getting me wet. It continues, until it leaves everything under my body wet. - Do not do that. -I claim to leave, even because I am enjoying the sensation, his fingers finger my legs, squeezing tight. - Imagine that water is part of your body. -It was then that something unexpected happens, the boy starts to lightly suck the inside of my thigh, making a sudden moan come out of my mouth, his giggle of satisfaction at making me moan comes out right after, and then the hickeys continue, alternating of sides and intensity, with bites and licks that went up until I got close to my intimacy, by reflex, safe in his hair, pulling hard, I throw my head back and the moans come out more often until he goes down with your mouth, now kissing softly until you reach my foot. He dives again, swimming deeper now, I think to the bottom of the pool. A strange and protesting feeling takes over my body, I take my feet out of the water and lie down again on the lawn around the pool. Lucas gets out of the water, shakes his hair and comes towards me, I pretend not to see. - Kiss Me. -His voice comes out in an orderly tone. - I do not want. -Retruco still without looking at him. - You don't have to. -In that instant the boy literally rides on top of me, holding me with both arms. I gave a smirk, and with a quick movement I change places, leaving him under me, and quickly get up. He also laughs, only in a tone of grace, finding it all funny. -I forgot. - Than? - I ask. - Karate. -I blink my eye at him. - You think I'm a damsel in distress who needs to be saved, but I'm not. - That's what worries me. -Lucas gets up, standing in front of me. - I don't need heroes worry you? -He approaches and kisses my forehead. - I want to take you to see a place. You will like. - He says walking back into the house, leaving his clothes on the grass, I take my All Star and follow him inside. - How am I doing with you ?! You threw something at me, I'm all wet. - It's not just wet with water. -Your tone is malicious, leaving me silent, it's not a lie, but I won't agree. I continue to follow him, now to the top of the house, which keeps the same color of the walls and floor of the one below, but only with rooms apparently, he enters a room and I behind him.

The room is a closet, perfect in every way, very large with several male and female clothes, a dream, a paradise, in order of colors. - Choose another dress. - Whose are? - I ask curiously. - No questions, Baby. Just choose. - You are mysterious, so many secrets suck. -I respond by approaching him, in an action to gain his trust. - For now it needs to be like this. -Your direct answer breaks my heart a little. I walk to the darkest part of the wardrobe and pick up the most basic dress I had there, but when I see DG on the tag I look at him incredulously. - Dolce & Gabbana? Seriously? - He laughs like it's a joke. - Stay with him as a form of retraction for getting you wet. - Again the tone of malice. - But I ... - No more! - He interrupts. - There is no denying this, so I think you didn't like it. -I make an expression like: Really? Who wouldn't like a dress that would buy the house I'm living in. The boy walks over to the male part of the Closet and chooses black pants and a black blouse, and right there he starts to take off his clothes, leaving only with a black boxer briefs, which clearly marks his penis that seems to be excited. I swallow and look away. - Aren't you going to change? -His question makes me laugh with mockery. - In front of you!? - No, just enter the room over there. -He points and I smile in thanks. I quickly take off my wet dress leaving it on top of a white Puff, and put on the other one that seems to be made especially for me. He entered without much effort, with almost the same cut as the other, but a neckline on the back and one in the front that valued my small breasts. I spend a few seconds looking at myself in the mirror, I like what I see, at least that time, I won't lie but that dress makes me feel powerful.

I finish dressing and follow where he is, for a few seconds I see him staring at me, he doesn't even finish tying his shoelaces, he looks mesmerized. - Didn't it look good? -I ask giving a weak smile, showing some sadness. - you are the most beautiful thing my eyes have ever seen. -My cheeks flush, he quickly ties his sneakers and comes walking towards me, holds me tightly around my waist and pulls me against his body, our height is almost the same, we can stare into his eyes, smell the strong smell of the drink that just numbs me, his smile was like a psychopath ready to kill me. - If I did what I feel like, you would be hoarse with moaning. - His thumb passes over my lips, almost entering my mouth, I swallow dry, and then again a smirk comes out of his mouth, Lucas releases me, I feel my heart racing, he knows I liked his phrase, so much that I don't stop looking at me while away from me. - We will! - The boy walks over to an armchair and picks up a backpack, I don't understand why, but I decide not to even ask why I'm sure I won't have answers. I follow him out of the room, and then out of the huge house, until we are in the car, I open the door and get in, putting on the belt, he does the same thing only on the driver's side, but without putting on the belt. The speed is always high, making curves that make the tire tear the asphalt, in this path he says nothing, neither do I, his expression was thoughtful and strange. Again the journey is made back to my house, at least it was what I thought until it followed a street that led to the center, the eye showing that I don't understand and he just laughs, shrugs and waits. A few minutes pass, until he parks in front of a karate academy. I laugh and shake my head in denial, as if I don't believe what I was seeing, he gets out of the car, coming towards me to open my door, I leave before he even approaches, his expression of disgust with my action is visible but I don't care, he's weird, most of the time he was rude and aggressive, sometimes out of nowhere he was kind and concerned, his sudden change in attitudes is killing me.

- I want to see all your fury on the mat. - The boy says with a teasing tone. - You're a graduate, it's not fair. - I answer in an angry tone. - You have the advantage of not being excited when I'm over you. - I hold my laughter with all my strength, although I really liked what he said, it's nice to know that I excite someone. Finally we head into the gym, he takes a key out of his pocket and opens the door. The place is very beautiful, colorful, with a tatami mat in blue and yellow, some training equipment and mirrors. - You'll change. -His authoritative voice as always, from his back he takes off the backpack he was carrying, opens a karate kimono and hands me the backpack that had another kimono inside. - If you went with that dress I wouldn't win. - I guarantee you won't win anyway. -My voice comes out in a provocation, I was only 3 years old in karate, despite training frequently and hard, I would not be a match for a graduated person who has trained since he was a child, his body would have reflexes by itself.

I go to the locker room that I had there, I quickly take off my dress and the All Star, leaving only my panties and bra, I take the kimono pants and see, right after the top, finishing with the white sash, I was ready, I just tied my hair using a strand of his own, since I have nothing to tie it up. I go to the place where we would train, the boy was still dressed, the top of his clothes was open, you can see the upper part of his tattooed body, he finishes closing, and comes towards me, before reaching for on a micro system device and puts 505 Arctic Monkeys to play. I approach it and length.

- Oss! - Oss! - A speech often used for length in karate. He starts taking a step forward and throws a punch aiming at my chest, I do my best to deflect backing a step and counter attacking with a low kick in his leg, he defends himself by slightly lifting his leg, blocking the kick and then starting to move forward while I attacked with fast punches practically forcing me to retreat backwards without stopping or I would be hit, until I feel my head being hit very hard against the mirror wall that was there, the boy's hand held my neck very tightly. - See, if I wanted, I would kill her right now. - But, you do not want. -Before finishing, the strong kick, in the abdomen area, away from me, he smiles and shakes his head in denial. - You shouldn't let your guard down, it seems like I have more time than you did here. - The sentence seems to make him angry, he comes very quickly and hard on me, knocking me to the ground, I try to force myself to leave, pushing and kicking him, but his hands tightened my wrists very hard, I play body to the side, when I realize that his guard is down, and I manage to get over him, I quickly get up. - I could have stayed longer if I wanted, in that position I was weakened. -He says in a sexual tone. - If I had known it would be that easy, I would have come dressed. - He smiles when he hears my phrase. - You're playing with fire girl, be careful. - He warns me, taking a few steps back, I'm already sweaty and he too, the sexual tension, and all that climate, was making everything hotter than the fight itself. Again he approaches, his eyes look at mine as if he wants to devour me, he bites his lip hard, it seems that he is struggling between fighting with me and being close to me without kissing or trying anything. Very quickly Lucas takes my arm and spins me around, leaving me with my back to him. - Inattentive, this is a mistake. - Of course I'm inattentive, I can only think about sexual things about him, how I wanted him to kiss me again and things like that, there's no way I can keep my guard up and my fire burning. His hand twists my arm hard, I let out a groan of pain. - That .. -He says softly enjoying listening to the sound that came out of my mouth. In a movement even faster than the first I feel his leg between mine knocking me down again on the mat, now his strength and his focus is all on me, his weight on my body and his hands squeezing my wrist above my head, holding me , preventing any counter attack from me. - It ... hurts ... - My voice comes out low, like a moan, but that doesn't stop him from squeezing my wrist even more, and again moans of pain come out of my mouth, he bends down placing his mouth close to my ear , your heavy, hot breath makes my body shiver. - I can't stop listening to you moan like that .. - Again he squeezes and the sounds come out of my mouth. The boy's lips slide over my neck, kissing slowly and sucking gently, but then something unexpected happens.

"Arthur ?!" - Lucas says in discontent, slowly leaving me, as soon as a door opened behind us. - Do I hinder anything? - The boy says approaching us, Lucas already gets up and I too, not being able to look at the face of that Arthur who had just arrived, I'm sure my cheeks are red, because I feel they are burning with shame. The position we were in and the whole weather was broken, like a bucket of cold water thrown on a burning ember. - I thought it would come later, why did it come now? - Lucas asks him, not really enjoying the third presence on the spot. - I thought there would be no one here to decide to train earlier. -I was still trying to hide it, fixing the kimono I was wearing, wasting a lot of my time on purpose so I wouldn't have to face that situation. - The wine girl with vodka, - I quickly lift my gaze, and I am incredulous when I see that Arthur was the bartender at the party of the first day in college. I hope from the bottom of my heart that he doesn't touch on the subject of the outside and all my outburst that I made that day. - Do you know each other? -Lucas asks with some anger in his voice and in his expression. - Yes. I talked to him on the first day of the party, as soon as I arrived. -I speak at once cutting any doubts he might have about me staying with Arthur, the eye while I explain and his expression was still angry. - I poured wine with vodka for her, by the way it was the first time I saw someone drink this. - I like it, it's strong and it makes me dizzy enough not to remember any problems. - He laughs, his smile is very beautiful, his black hair matches his eyes the same color, his mouth is pink and his skin color is brown, almost the same size as Lucas, but a little smaller. - Yeah, I think I'm going to change, they'll be talking there. -I leave quickly, almost running, I wanted to be very far away if they started talking about me and apparently the two are very good friends, which makes my situation even worse.

After entering the bathroom, I take off the white clothes I wore, double them and put them back in the backpack. the bathroom was all mirrored, it was a cabin full of rooms with showers and doors and in the center of a wall the largest mirror that could see the reflection of everything that was there. I let go of my hair and walk closer to the object, looking at myself, for the first time I could see a sparkle in my eyes, something I hadn't seen for a long time, I slide my hand over my lap, fingering and remembering the sensations that there was felt today my black lingerie drew attention on my white skin, my wrists were still purple, and I would certainly stay with that color for a long time, since my pallor allowed such a feat. I don't know how long I stayed there, but I knew it had taken a while, I hear the door open at once, I turn around and stay still, Lucas already in his normal clothes enters the room, and walks towards me, without taking off the eyes of mine, as if I didn't want to look at my semi-naked body. - Something happened? you took too long I was afraid that something happened. -I can't take my eyes off his, his gaze was penetrating, so cold and hot at the same time, something that took me off the ground and tied me only to him. - No, I just liked the mirror ... - He holds my hand to see my wrists, I look down with a little shame, and then I realize that at no time did he look at my body, his focus was still on on my wrists. - I'm sorry ... - His voice comes out low and sad. - Ah, no problem, we were fighting. - I got excited, I didn't want to hurt you like that, but I heard you moan and I couldn't ... -He lets go of my arm, I can feel the discontent in his voice. - Get dressed, I'm waiting for you outside. - Lucas leaves the room, leaving me confused and without reaction, I sit on the floor of the wall, sliding slowly, his icy tile caused some discomfort in me, but then I get used to it, I spend a few minutes trying to understand what just happened.