Young

I was twenty and had never been with a man. That night, while closing the gym, the only member left walked into the showers at the same time I did.

He sat off to the side, looking at the water with resignation. He was shy, he was a virgin, and he was perfect for what my friend and I had been thinking about all afternoon.

We had spent months building something unnamed. The afternoon I finally dared to ask him, I knew there was no turning back.

We came home from work, shut the door, and forgot the world. Then Vale’s cousin texted and changed the conversation.

Everyone was sleeping a few feet away when I leaned against the cold patio wall. That night, my brother-in-law would do something to me no man had managed before.

Natalia and I shared a room. That was all. But when we turned out the light and our bodies were inches apart, the plan changed.

Two twenty-year-old guys sneak into the neighbor’s house while she’s showering. What happens when she catches them is something none of them will ever forget.

I asked her to wear the shortest skirt she owned and wait for the delivery driver. I hid behind the sofa. What happened went beyond anything we'd imagined.

The house was empty and I had all the time in the world. I never imagined that looking for a charger would lead me to my father’s and stepmother’s secret life.

Marcos arrived on time in his dark suit, smelling of expensive cologne. When I closed the apartment door, I knew we were both about to cross a line.

She entered the confessional to talk about her dreams. When she left the sacristy, she was no longer the same. Eighteen years old, she had just discovered what her body had been asking for months.

A bet, alcohol, and years of friendship. That night, Adrián and Marcos discovered that some limits aren’t where you think they are.

I spent the night unable to sleep, phone in hand, waiting for her call. I had staked everything on that letter, and I didn’t know if I had lost it all.

When I opened my eyes it was already too late. Two bodies were pinning me to the mattress, and the cold steel on my wrists told me that night had changed everything.

Every time she squeezed my hand, I understood it: she was crossing and uncrossing her legs so he could see everything.

When I realized someone was watching me naked from the building across the way, I didn’t feel afraid. I felt a tingling I could no longer ignore.

When the flight attendant dimmed the cabin lights and left the thickest blanket over them, Lorena turned to her son and knew no one would sleep that night.

I found him on my bed with one of my panties in his hand and a wad of bills on the spread. What came next wasn’t about the money.

When the power went out, her foot was still in my lap. I felt her move it slowly, pretending it was an accident, knowing damn well it wasn’t.

I dialed his number with trembling hands. Three rings. When he answered, I knew there was no turning back, even if I hung up before speaking.