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For months she had been preparing the same lunch without me understanding the message. That afternoon, I came home determined to answer her the way she wanted.

Marina hadn’t slept from excitement. What none of the three of us imagined was that that hidden cove would strip us of a lot more than our clothes.

I’d been watching her at the traffic light for weeks, with those denim shorts and that tired smile. That afternoon I dared to speak to her, never imagining where we’d end up.

We left almost without saying goodbye. In the car, with anger still burning inside me, I decided to remind him who he belonged to that night.

I went to his house to make him leave my partner alone. I left knowing I’d be back the next Sunday, and the one after, and every one after that.

I never told anyone, but the moment he closes the door to leave, one name and one body take over my whole imagination.

She had hated him for years, but when she saw him sitting in that café, all she felt was heat between her legs and a desire she thought buried forever.

That morning I only wanted a quiet shower. I had no idea someone would come in behind me, or that on the other side of the door there was a witness who wasn’t going anywhere.

I never saw her face. Only her brown back breathing hard while my hands went lower than a massage therapist should ever dare.

I left the gym in the same clothes as always, with every eye on me. That night I understood I no longer wanted to hide how much it excited me to be desired.

I promised I’d only tell true stories, so here’s how my mom found out about my older boyfriend... and how I accidentally found out what she really did.

I never promised you more than I gave you, and maybe that’s why you came back. This is the story of the woman I never truly got to know.

“You come in wearing a mask and give her pleasure in front of him,” she told me as if it were the most normal thing in the world. And instead of refusing, I was already imagining it.