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When I opened the door to 412 thinking it would be empty, I found him naked in the armchair, looking at me like he already knew who was coming in.

When he opened the door wearing only his shirt, I knew we weren’t going to talk much that afternoon. And I wasn’t wrong at all.

When the door opened, I was still pressing his briefs against my face. He looked at me with a smile that wasn’t angry, but something much worse.

She never made it to the meetup spot. Twenty minutes later, a stranger came up to me with a proposition I hadn’t planned on.

At nineteen, after a lifetime in all-girls schools, that night I learned more than I could have imagined.

We hired Valeria to care for my father-in-law, the man who had insulted me for years. No one imagined what would happen that morning in the bathroom.

I had a secret room behind my lingerie shop. That afternoon, Andrés was already naked when I got there. We weren’t expecting anyone else.

Carlos was looking at me from the other table with that smile of a man who thinks he knows what he wants. He had no idea what he was about to discover.

I had waited months for that Saturday. High heels, lace lingerie, the estate all to myself. No one was supposed to see me. Then Roberto from the estate across the way arrived.

I put the coffee on the table, we started talking, and the last thing I remember is sleep overtaking me. When I woke up, I was tied hand and foot.

The heat of July pressed down on the highway. When Diego stepped down from the truck and walked toward me, I knew the breakdown was about to become the best accident of my life.