Episode 8

El Cortez: I arrive at the party and, as always, these parties are a drag, full of gold-digging women throwing themselves at me, to the point where I feel disgusted.

After a while I see my sister, ugh, but there's something magnetic about her, something that not only catches my attention but holds it captive.

A vision of a woman, in a red dress with a slit up the leg, with hair so blonde she looks like an angel, I end up staring for too long.

Soon my sister approaches with that being of light, seriously, it's like she lit up the place.

And it's not that easy to get my attention.

As soon as they get closer, I'm incredulous when I realize who it is, it takes my brain a few seconds to confirm.

Seriously, I don't know what my sister did to transform that strange being, with frumpy clothes, who used to tuck her blouse into her skirt, into a beautiful woman.

The owner of a curvaceous body, outlined by the dress, her delicate features stood out on her angelic face.

It's not possible, Alexia must have used a kilo of makeup on this girl to make her look like this, well, although her face was already defined, I believe she only needed a few touch-ups.

As soon as they leave, it's inevitable not to follow her, just like me, all the other men present are devouring her with their eyes, these vultures go crazy for fresh meat.

Later, I saw them a few more times, and I spent the rest of the party watching them from afar, getting even more irritated, as if they wanted something from me. I don't know why I'm like this, it's been a long time since I've been so interested and turned on by a woman.

I don't know if she's playing naive or if it's an act, but with her clueless look as I devoured her with my eyes, I'm starting to think she might be a little slow.

I notice how uncomfortable little Alen is, and I breathe a sigh of relief when they leave.

I end up getting even more irritated when I realize the possessive interest she's awakened in me, seriously.

I leave that party; at this hour I should be less stressed since I'm leaving and could seriously bury myself in some slut, but I don't feel that relief.

And so I go to my mother's house, with the excuse of talking to my father, but deep down I want to know where she is.

As soon as I arrive, I come up with a random subject to talk to my father about, and after we chat for a bit, I go looking for my little sister's friend.

I almost had a heart attack when I opened the door to Alexia's room and saw the nun in the form of Satan wearing a babydoll, seriously, if I couldn't stop looking at her before, imagine now.

My whole body reacts, and it takes me a while to realize that Alexia's little friend is calling me.

With a lame excuse, I speak.

You know we're not used to having strangers in the house, so I leave quickly, before I can't leave anymore.

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