Clara85

We arrived at our aunt’s house to keep her company for the weekend. That night, the three of us in the same bed, she asked us a question that changed everything: could we keep a secret?

I didn’t know anyone at that girls’ dinner, until she walked through the door and our eyes got stuck on each other over the plates.

She led the retreat with the devotion of someone who never breaks a rule. I just wanted a private massage, far from the prayers and the watching eyes.

I had just turned twenty-two and had never been with anyone. Iván was three years younger, but one stupid bet was enough to show me who was in charge.

The metallic voice announced the next phase and, instead of panic, I felt something I shouldn’t have: a ridiculous urge for it all to start again.

It was two in the morning when he agreed to cross my threshold. He only asked for three things, and the third was the one that excited me most: that he could change his mind whenever he wanted.

We’d been at sea for weeks, and the old boatswain had been looking at me differently. That midnight, when I finished my watch, I knocked on his door without imagining what he’d ask of me.

I saw him on the corner with the whistle between his teeth, warning the dealers. I couldn’t stop looking at him, and I knew I wouldn’t go home that dawn without him.

Karim ripped my swim trunks off and told me it was time to stop acting so prim. I had no idea that by the water I’d learn to use my body as a weapon.

Matías opened the door barefoot, wearing a half-smile that hid nothing. Behind Andrés, Esteban was already breathing against his neck. All three knew why they had come.

I went upstairs to drop off some paperwork and came back down with a stranger who smelled of expensive cologne. Then the elevator stopped, the lights died, and everything changed between us.

My ad was for men, always. But that afternoon, when I read her message, I knew I was about to break my own rule and complicate my life.

I’m 1.62 and he was 1.88. When he opened the door in shorts and I saw what he had between his legs, I thought about turning around. I didn’t.

I got off the bus with my head full of class and my body full of something else. Twenty minutes later I was in a stranger’s car, learning what I’d never dared to ask.