My first time (English version)

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1

I’m going to tell you the story of my first time, I was eighteen and she was nineteen.

The Easter holidays began and like every year my mother, my aunts, uncles and my cousins would go on a pilgrimage that is celebrated yearly. They walk for three days in a row (well, they do sleep at night) from our town to a cathedral that is about a hundred kilometers from here (no, I’m not exaggerating).

Since I was already eighteen years old, I felt mature enough to choose my own religion. I was already bored with having to go to mass every Sunday. When I was younger, I did like catechism and first communion. I had even been altar boy for a while but in those days, I already felt empowered, like eighteen was an important number for a boy’s age. I already felt like a man, capable of power make your own decisions and be independent, which is why I would have a talk with my mother, from adult to adult, that year I would not go to the pilgrimage, plus it was getting extremely tiring and boring. I had already made plans with my friends with several weeks in advance.

The date was approaching, and my empowerment was turning more and more into nervousness, I had drawn up a perfect plan to make the most of the three days in which I could be without the supervision of my mother and my older brother (who was more of a believer than all my aunts together, he is currently a priest).

The pilgrimage began on Thursday at 8:00 am, all people would leave the local parish at that time, they would arrive at the cathedral on Saturday night. On Sunday morning there would be a mass and, in the afternoon, they would return to the local parish (no longer walking but on a bus). So, I would have all of Thursday, Friday and Saturday to myself, and on Sunday I would take the opportunity to fix anything that was out of place, and make sure everything was perfect, so my mother would realize that I am a perfectly responsible and mature adult.

I already had the entire itinerary planned, Thursday would be a whole night of playing video games online, we had a COD campaign which would be the first of a new expansion that would be released that same day, then we would move on to a Fortnite qualifying game that would be organized to qualify for the national tournament, that is the last game to qualify so we absolutely have  we’ll lose our chance for a world championship, and, when we finished, maybe we would relax on our Minecraft server that we had since about five years ago and to which we returned frequently just to rest. It would be a full night and early morning of video games, which if you ask me, I would rather prefer a thousand times more than half sleeping in a tent in a parish in who knows what town.

Friday was the big day, Fernando, older brother of my best friend Julian, was going to have an open house party because he had just left his parents’ house and was finally living alone (well actually with his girlfriend). For me, Fernando was like a hero because he had a beautiful girlfriend, he played the guitar like a god, and he already lived in his own house. As I have been Julián’s best friend since we went to primary school, Fernando, who’s eight years older than us, has known me for a long time and he personally invited me to the open house party, he said he opened alcohol, marijuana and girls, the dream of every boy without parental supervision. I had tried alcohol before, but very little, I had never really taken it seriously because I was scared of arriving home smelling of alcohol and that my mother would discover me. This would be the first time that I would get drunk, no mother in sight. There was no one to discover me, and Fernando told us that we could stay at his house when the party was over so we wouldn’t have to return at night, since his new house was not so close to our neighborhood.

On Saturday morning we would cure the hangover, and, in the afternoon, we would go to the movies with some friends from school, Julián had invited a girl out and by a miracle from heaven she had said yes, but the girl didn’t want to go alone. She asked Julián that her friend could also go, and the poor guy had no choice but to accept, but he thought quickly and told her that he would also bring a friend, that way he wouldn’t feel so uncomfortable, and I could distract her friend while he tried to hook up with his girl. I didn’t really like the friend, but I didn’t dislike her either, she was pretty or quiet, unlike Julián’s flirt who was the most scandalous girl in the entire room, I don’t know how two people so different best friends could be.

Returning from Julián’s date we would go with another of our friends to a performance by his band in a cafeteria near our neighborhood, there we could also drink alcohol and even flirt.

And on Sunday, as I had already said, I would take advantage of it to cure my hangover at home and be as presentable as possible so that my mother wouldn’t suspect anything. We have been planning this weekend for weeks and I wouldn’t miss it for anything, least of all a three-day walk to go to the I-Dunno-Where-Virgin parish.

The day marked on my calendar finally arrived, on Tuesday I would tell my mother that I did not want to go to the pilgrimage and that I would stay at home, I would have all that day and the next to convince her, like all my aunts and older cousins were going to going on the pilgrimage (I don’t have any little cousins, the youngest is only a year younger than me) there was no chance she would leave me at a relative’s house and ruin my weekend plans. I had been very good the last few weeks, I had even improved my grades compared to the previous midterm, I had kept my room tidy during the previous weeks and I had not given my mother any displeasure, I had planned this far enough in advance to earn points so that my mother would not suspect anything and also not she had excuses for not letting me stay home alone for three days.

After breakfast and before she left for work, I dropped the bomb on her. “Mom, this year I don’t want to go to the pilgrimage.”

“Why not darling?”

“Because I get very bored, I have a hard time, and I also want to have the freedom to have my own beliefs”

“So, you don’t believe in God anymore?”, my brother asked from the other side of the table.

I knew that my brother could be a point against me and would convince my mother that I would have to go or else my soul would be lost in the flames of hell.

“It’s not that” I responded quickly. “I just want to have my own beliefs and not believe in something just because it’s being imposed on me, but because I’m truly convinced.”

My mother and brother stared at each other for a few seconds that seemed like hours to me. I thought that my move had not worked, and I was going to have to resort to my plan B, which was to fake a sprained ankle just a day before so I would have to stay home.

“I believe that we all have the right to choose our own faith and not believe in something by imposition, if it is imposed it is a weak faith,” my brother answered me.

“You have been very good lately and your grades have improved a lot. I think you may not attend the pilgrimage this year, but staying alone is something I still have to think about.”

I tried to hide my face of joy, although everything was not yet resolved, at least the first phase had been successful, I didn’t think it would be so simple, but I think I played my cards well.

The rest of the day passed without incident and on Wednesday when my mother arrived from work, she began to prepare her things for the pilgrimage. Apparently, she had already forgotten the matter that I would be left alone, since she had not mentioned anything to me about some aunt. Either my older cousin would stay at home with me or I would go to someone’s house, so the plan was going well.

“Matt, come for a moment please” my mother called me from her bedroom.

“Tell me mom, how I can help you?”, I responded in the politest and least hidden way possible, I didn’t want to ruin something at the last minute.

“Prepare your things, you are going to stay at Elena’s house while we go to the pilgrimage.”

“But…, I thought I could stay at home,” I responded, controlling my anger, the only thing worse than staying under adult supervision for the weekend would be going on the pilgrimage.

“Well, you thought wrong, you are going to stay at Elena’s house, I spoke with her yesterday and she is delighted, she hasn’t seen you in a long time, plus you can be with Marianita, I remember that you liked that girl.”

“I didn’t like her,” I said, somewhat embarrassed. “Besides, I haven’t seen her since we were eight years old.”

Chapter 2

I had a contingency plan in case an older cousin was going to stay with me at my house for the weekend, that was the most likely scenario. I could tell them that, if instead of staying to take care of an eighteen-year-old teenager they’d prefer to stay at home or go out with their partner or friends, I wouldn’t say anything. That way I could get rid of my babysitter without any major problems. Plus, he had some savings that he could use in case he needed a bribe. But going to stay at my mother’s friend’s house, which is about two hours away from here, ruined all my plans, all of them, even those for video game night because I couldn’t take my computer with me since it’s huge and heavy.

I was quite sad, I told Julián what had happened, and he began to curse the entire universe, jokingly he said that it was my divine punishment for not having gone to the pilgrimage. I told him that I would stay at Marianita’s house, the chubby girl who attended elementary school with us and that she had a crush on me and that we stopped seeing her in fourth grade because her parents divorced, and she went to live with her mother in another state.

“Are you seriously going to stay at Marianita’s house for four days?” asked Julián with more surprise than the mockery I expected.

“Yes, wow, stop making fun of me and help me think of a plan to escape,” I said angrily, I knew they were going to start making fun of Marianita and me.

“Brother, it’s not mockery, it’s envy.”

“Well, I’m not into games, now I’m seriously considering going on the pilgrimage.”

“I realize you haven’t seen how Marianita looks, right? Don’t you have her on Instagram?”

“No, I don’t have her.” At that moment I didn’t know if he was still making fun of me or if he was being serious.

She passed me Marianita’s Instagram account, I immediately recognized her face but that was not the girl I had stopped seeing in fourth grade who always wanted to go hand in hand with me, this was a woman in every sense of the word. A nymph, a goddess.

I don’t know why it happens, but it happens. Julián and I looked more or less the same for a few years, yes, we are taller than back then, but we are not really tall for our age, there are even girls in our classroom who are a little taller than us. How did Marianita change so much since elementary school? She was a chubby girl, with a nice face and hair that always smelled like apple shampoo, however, she was not one of the pretty girls in the salon, at that time I liked Sonia, but she didn’t pay attention to any boy (We all liked Sonia), but Marianita, the chubby girl in the classroom, liked me (lucky me).

Would Mariana still remember me? Surely not, she probably already has an older boyfriend, like most of the pretty girls in my class whose boyfriends are already in university or already working, they even pick them up by car or motorcycle after school. I’m sure Mariana now belongs to that world, one of the pretty girls who no longer pay attention to those her age, she was in another league, but I would stay at her house for three days.

I decided to do a little research and looked for her on her social networks, the first was Instagram thanks to Julián, I have no idea how he got her account, but that is the advantage of having a friend who adds all the women he meets to his social media. I realized that she has a lot of followers, but she follows very few people, she doesn’t have photos with anyone who could be her partner, most of her photos were of her alone or with her family. I already knew that his parents were separated, although apparently, she still sees her father because she has several photos with him, I also discovered that she has three other brothers, but very young, one of about four or five years old and twins of no more than three years old. I saw that she has several photos and stories on sets such as photography or recording, such as commercials or movies, but behind the cameras, I thought she was an actress or model, which makes a lot of sense since she is very pretty, but after seeing more I realized that it is actually her little brothers who work there (it is very strange to think that a child under five years old has a job and I don’t) and they appear in commercials for diapers and things of that type.

Her house is very nice and big, it seems that his little brothers are doing quite well. Who knows why she doesn’t also work on that, maybe she doesn’t like it.

That night I masturbated looking at photos of Mariana (the name Marianita no longer fit that woman). She was very pretty, she didn’t have many photos in underwear or a swimsuit, only a few when she was in a pool or on the beach, but the mind of adolescent men (and really at any age) is very powerful to be able to recreate fantasies with anyone they can imagine. I know boys in my classroom who have fantasies even with video game or cartoon characters and not necessarily humans.

The next morning, we got up very early because Mariana’s house was about two hours away from ours and they still had to get to the parish after dropping me off. My mother was very surprised that I had no longer complained about not being alone at home, and she told me that maybe if I was very mature and that if I behaved well and didn’t cause problems with Elena, I could stay alone if I decided not to go to the December pilgrimage.

We arrived in the car at a very nice house, it was bigger than ours, it was going up a hill on the outskirts of the city. My mother sent a message to her friend and a few seconds later Elena came out to meet us, greeted my mother very warmly (just as I remember since I was a child) and went over to my brother and praised him saying that he had gotten very big and handsome. She saw me she hugged me and kissed me and said that I was just like the last time he saw me, that offended me a little because I wanted her to tell me that I was also handsome and big like my brother.

She invited my mother to come in, but she told her that they were already in a hurry, that they had to be at the parish in less than an hour, but that on the Sunday when she came to pick me up she would gladly stay to eat and have a coffee. I lowered my suitcase from the car and entered the house hand in hand with Elena which made me feel somewhat childish.

Entering was the hall and to the right immediately an office with a desk, computer, a bookshelf and other office things, then there was the living room, which was huge, it had a long table with about eight chairs. In front, a huge armchair and some vases stood impressing, and the entire wall of the living room were windows that overlooked the backyard where there were swings, a bounce house, a slide and more games for children, as well as a swimming pool that was covered with a blue tarp.

On one side was the kitchen separated by a bar where there were three highchairs for babies and a smaller table with some chairs, and other kitchen things, the stove, cupboard, microwave, etc.

Elena told me that everyone was asleep and that she would take me to the guest room that would be my room for that weekend so I could put my things away while the others got up.

We went up the stairs and she opened the first door on the right, it was a common bedroom, a little bigger than mine, it had a double bed, a closet, two bureaus, a floor-to-ceiling mirror and a TV screen. She told me that I could use the closet and the drawers to leave my things and if I wanted I could sleep for a while, it was almost 7:00 am and I was sleepy because we had left the house at 5:00 am, she told me that at 8:30 I could go down for breakfast, get some sleep or I could watch TV.

I left my suitcase on the floor and lay down on the bed, it was quite comfortable. I opened the closet and some drawers had clean towels, sheets and blankets, in which they were empty I placed my clothes and other things. I got into bed and fell asleep after a few minutes.

Chapter 3

I woke up to the noise in the background, I could hear laughter and screams and people running. I saw the time on my phone, and it was 8:40, I got out of bed and put on my shoes, I opened the door and I found myself face to face with Marianita. In person she was even cuter than in the photos, she was wearing pink and white pajamas and red sandals, her hair looked perfect, and her smile was the same as ten years ago. She was holding one of her little brothers who was wearing pajamas, a blue one-piece and an aqua green pacifier moved in his mouth, his hair was curly and golden, he was the typical perfect child from a perfect family commercial.

“Hello Mati, breakfast is ready, you can go down to eat,” she told me as if years had not passed since the last time we saw each other.

I was very nervous, and I couldn’t answer anything, I just stood there with my mouth open. She turned around and walked down the hallway until she went down the stairs. Her body was perfect, it was better than that of the prettiest girl at my school, she was clearly taller than me even though we were the same age (although my birthday is in December and as I remember her birthday is in February, so you could say she was almost a year older than me). Damn puberty, for some it makes them have a Hollywood body and for others it only gives us pimples and makes our voice funny.

After coming out of the trance I went down the stairs, I arrived at the kitchen where the twin children were strapped in their respective chairs, a woman whom I had not seen before when I arrived was preparing food on the stove and Elena was filling a sippy cup. and two bottles with milk.

“Mariana, I already told you not to give Luca the pacifier, he’s already four years old, he has to stop,” Elena told her while Mariana put the child on the third chair and they both smiled knowingly.

Elena told me to sit down, the other woman served breakfast to Elena, Mariana and me, and then she placed a plate in front of Luca, who was the biggest child. She sat down in front of both twins’ high chairs and began to spoon-feed them each of them.

Mariana was helping Luca eat while she herself ate, she played with him and they laughed, he was clearly her favorite brother, or at least that’s what it seemed like.

We finished breakfast and Elena went to her office; she told Olivia (the lady that apparently worked for them) to change the children. Olivia took the twins out of the chair and Mariana took Luca out of his chair and told me to accompany her to dress Luca and the twins.

We went up the stairs and Olivia entered the room that was in front of mine along with both children, Mariana and I entered the one on the other side with Luca. The kid’s bedroom was very pretty, it was all blue in different shades, with a twin-size bed with some small bars, not like a crib but like a small barrier, there was a huge rug with a drawing of a city with its roads, a closet and a lot of toys perfectly organized on low shelves.

Mariana took off his pajamas and placed the aqua green pacifier on him, the same one that her mother had scolded her for giving him a moment ago. The child was very entertained with a toy car while Mariana took off his pajamas. As she did so, she became to talk to me, she asked me if I was still living in the same place, how I was doing at school and things like that. I became more confident and asked her things similar to what she asked me. I wanted to know if she had a boyfriend or something, but I didn’t want to be so obvious, so I kept those questions to myself.

Mariana continued changing the child and when she took off his pajamas she went to the closet to look for his clothes, the child was left only in his underwear but I realized that it was not normal underwear, it was like a diaper but in the form of underwear with children’s drawings, I thought he was old enough to wear diapers, because he spoke normally and except for the pacifier he was not a baby, he was certainly in kindergarten but perhaps in his last year just to enter primary school as Julián’s younger brother. I remembered from the commercials on television that those disposable pants are really for children who are potty training or who wet the bed, because Mariana took off his diaper, which was clearly full of pee and after cleaning it with wet wipes she put him on normal underwear with animal drawings, put on a gray t-shirt and green shorts, and put on red sandals like hers, but much smaller..

“Can you stay here playing with Luca while I shower, Mati?”

“Of course,” I answered yes, I had to look good with this girl, although I was dying for her to invite me to shower with her, I knew that was something that was not going to happen, real life is not like in the movies sadly.

She left the room and I stayed with the boy, he was very sweet and funny, he took out some cars and we started to move them along the city mat that was in the middle of the room. I remember that I asked my mother for one like that when It was small, but they never bought it for me, although this one was much bigger than any I had seen before.

We continued playing and I lost track of time, it had been a long time since I had played with toys, the only thing I used to play was soccer and video games, I didn’t even play board games anymore, or anything else, I was so into the game that Luca and I was already on our bellies on the carpet moving the carts, when I heard Mariana from the bedroom door.

“How cute! My children are playing!” she said while taking a photo with her phone.

I jumped up as soon as I saw her, I was quite embarrassed that she saw me like that, I wanted to project the aura of a mature man, not of a child who plays with toy cars with a four-year-old child.

Mariana laughed a little and took the child by the hand, she told me to go out to the garden, Luca took the cart he was playing with and gave me the other one, I took it out of politeness but with great shame.

We went out to the garden and Olivia was there with the twins who were running around playing games. Luca joined them and told me to go play with them, but I responded that I was going with him in a moment. Mariana lay down on a lounge chair in the garden and I sat on the lounge chair next to her. She took out a book and started reading, I don’t understand people who read for pleasure, it’s hard for me to read what they give us at school, and if we must do a book report, I’d better find myself. a summary on the internet and I have the artificial intelligence write me an essay about it, the teachers have never realized that I don’t read anything they send. I wanted to continue talking to her, but she hardly responded to me because she was immersed in her book. I took out my phone to waste a little time when, thank God, I received a message from Julián.

J: Hey, tell me how you’re doing. Are you at Mariana “mamasita” Aguilar’s house.

M: I’m here, her house is awesome, they even have a pool and everything.

J: No way, you have to apply yourself and swim with her, at least a few kisses or a hug, remember that in primary school she was in love with you, and you always rejected her.

M: I’m not wearing a swimsuit and I don’t think I can even get a kiss from her, she’s definitely not in the same league as us, brother.

J: I hate you, what I wouldn’t give to be with her, even if it’s ten minutes and you’ll be there for four days, hold on to your balls and be a man, a woman like that will rarely be so close to you in your life.

We continued talking about nonsense and how he was not going to be able to play in the Fortnite tournament that night, I told him to find a replacement for the squad or they would have to play three against four, and although the truth is the team was very good (We had already won several regional tournaments) it would be a huge disadvantage when it came to their turn against the most competitive teams.

Mariana continued reading and Luca asked me again to go play with him. Since Mariana showed no intention of talking to me, I got up from the cot and went with the child. He took me to a sandbox where there were several toy machines. The twins played there but since they were very small they were really just hitting the sand with the toys, Luca was really wanting to play and used the machines correctly, with his monkey hand he threw sand into the dump truck that then he moved forward and carried the sand to the other side of the box.

I joined his game and had a lot of fun, I drove the monkey’s hand and filled his dump truck, we even made the sounds that trucks make, when the truck was full, he would move it to another place and pour the sand, then he would return with the truck and we continued the game, while the twins crossed or threw the trucks. About an hour or an hour and a half passed, and Mariana approached the sandbox where it was only Luca and I because Olivia had taken the twins to the swings. At first, I had stayed on the edge of the box trying not to fill my clothes with sand but at some point, I didn’t realize and I was already inside the drawer with my hands and feet.

Mariana brought us water, Luca in a glass with drawings of dinosaurs with one with a spout and me in a normal glass, I accepted the water because I was thirsty, I thanked her and returned the glass, the same as Luca did, I thought I was going to spend the weekend with Mariana, the girl my age, but apparently a four-year-old boy years who wears diapers to bed, was now my best friend.

Olivia called us to eat, Mariana took Luca out of the sandbox and started shaking him to remove all the sand that was even in his hair, I was not in a better state. He took off Luca’s pants, which was the part where he had the most sand and left him barefoot and in his underwear. She told me to do the same since he was going to fill the room with sand if he entered like that. I tried to shake my pants as much as I could, but the wet sand was completely stuck to them and my tennis shoes were also full, even my socks were completely covered in bread. Mariana’s look and the tone in which she told me again to take off my tennis shoes, socks and pants left me no option to argue, plus I was the guest and I didn’t have to cause problems or my mother wouldn’t let me miss another pilgrimage again.

With great shame I took off my pants, leaving me only in my underwear. At first I was embarrassed but then it occurred to me that maybe this way I could seem attractive to Mariana, you know, at that age one only thinks about sex, when thinking about Mariana and me. Only in underwear did I have an erection, men know that an erection is not that complicated to hide when you wear pants, but being only in underwear it is almost impossible, I had my tennis shoes and socks in one hand and my pants in the other, I covered the front part with my pants and quickly went up to my room behind Luca and Mariana.

I wanted to masturbate in the room, but they were calling us to eat, I quickly put on other pants and other sneakers that fortunately packed with me, Mariana told me to put my clothes with sand in a bag that she gave me and take it down so Olivia could wash them later on.

We sat at the table more or less with the same ritual as in the morning, but almost at the beginning, Elena received a call and was absent for the entire meal, almost when we had finished she came back into the dining room and sat with us.

“Mariana, the recording of the children was brought forward two weeks, the agent just spoke to me, we have to leave tonight for Miami, Olivia is going with me to help me with the twins, you stay here as we had already agreed, You stay with Matías.”

Mariana did not seem surprised by the news, she just nodded and continued eating and playing with Luca and the twins, apparently that was already planned and, in that house, a sudden trip to Miami was an everyday occurrence.

“Matías, honey, I’m going to have to go away, you’re staying with Mariana this weekend, okay? We won’t say anything to your mom, I’m arriving on Sunday, you see what it’s like and if she finds out that I left her baby alone, she’s going to be very worried.”

I wanted to answer something to that, but it was the truth, my mother cared about everything, things were going pretty well, I could be alone with Mariana for the entire weekend, I would have to play my cards right if I wanted to achieve something with her, this was one of those opportunities that you only have once in a lifetime.

Chapter 4

After eating, Elena and Olivia began to pack some huge suitcases, Mariana and I were in Luca’s room preparing his suitcase, there she told me that the three children had done a casting months ago for a series that would be filmed in Miami. They had been notified that they had stayed in the casting and that filming would begin at the end of that month, but that for some reason they had advanced the date for that weekend. She said that this is nothing new, that the production companies usually do it all the time.

Mariana packed Luca’s clothes very delicately, she also packed his training diapers, some stuffed animals and some toys, at the end she placed a red pacifier and told him not to tell mom, that it was her secret. She took the suitcase to the entrance of the door and less than an hour later a van parked in front of the house, the driver loaded all the suitcases, they arranged the car seats of the three children in the row at the back and finally the two women boarded.

“I’ll talk to you before we get on the plane and when we land.”

“Yes, mom, be careful,” she said while giving her a kiss.

“See you later, little ones,” she said to the twins as he kissed them.

“I will call you every night, little prince,” she told Luca as they said goodbye with a hug.

The truck got lost turning into the street, Mariana went into the house, and I went in after her.

“What do you want to do?” She asked me as she lay down on the living room couch and turned on the screen. “Do you like video games?”

“If I like them? I love them,” I responded without being sure what she meant.

She changed the channel to the screen and the Xbox menu opened, on one side of the chair she opened a compartment that was hidden with the rest of the cushions and took out two controls. “What do you want to play?”

“What games do you have?” -I asked about.

“Well, I have the gamepass, we can play the game you want, I like FIFA, and you?”

“I’m the best at FIFA” I responded, raising my collar.

“I highly doubt it, kid, but it’s okay, we’ll play FIFA, but let’s do this, whoever loses receives a punishment.”

“What about clothes?” I ventured to respond; this was getting very good.

“You are a rogue, but I accept, it will be by time, whoever loses the first half receives punishment, whoever loses the second receives punishment and whoever loses the game in total double punishment, if there is a tie no one receives punishment, deal?”

“That seems perfect to me.”

Not to brag, but FIFA is one of the games I’m best at, none of my friends usually beat me, and I’ve even won some money when we play betting games.

We started the first game, I thought about giving her some chance so as not to defeat her with a landslide, but in the first minute I realized that she was not as bad as I thought, we tied until the 40th minute but I committed a foul in the area, and when I charged the penalty, she won the first half.

“Beginners’ luck,” I said nervously, knowing that I would be punished, although since it was a piece of clothing, I could only take off one shoe.

-Very well, I will let you maintain your dignity, if you win the second half the punishment will be canceled for both of us, okay?

“It’s a clever play, you know it was luck, okay, let’s play” I told him, gaining more confidence so as not to lose the second half.

It started to get hot, and she took off her shoes and socks, I did the same so I could put my feet on the couch and be more comfortable like her, I scored a goal, tying the game, but almost in the last minute she scored one more goal and we finished the game 2-1.

My plan to see Mariana in her underwear was fading, now I had to take off four pieces of clothing, but hey, I had the salvation of both shoes and socks.

“Well, I already took off my shoes and socks, so here are my four clothes,” I said nervously.

“Nothing, you took those off before finishing the game, let’s go as you are right now, and if I’m not counting wrong, you only have three pieces of clothing on you,” she said with a malicious smile.

“It’s not fair, I demand double or nothing,” I said trying to sound confident.

-I will be a good hostess and I will not take any clothing from you, on the contrary, I will give you an extra clothing item.

I didn’t understand what she meant, she went up the stairs and I stayed waiting very nervous, I was angry for having lost, because I never lose, and also against a girl. I saw the time on my phone and I had a message from Julián, he said that they hadn’t found anyone to replace me in the Fortnite tournament, but it occurred to me that I could play with Mariana’s Xbox, although I was more used to playing on PC I was also a good console player, I told Julián not to worry, that I could play that night without any problems.

Mariana came down with a mischievous smile on her face and lay down on the couch quite close to me, which made me very nervous, she told me to close my eyes, I did and I felt her put something soft and small in my mouth, I immediately opened my eyes. eyes and saw that it was a hickey like Luca’s. I took it off, but she put it back in.

“Be a man and accept the punishment, it’s four clothes off or using the pacifier the entire next game.”

“It’s okay,” I said resignedly, trying to keep the pacifier from falling out of my mouth.

Mariana took out a ribbon and attached the pacifier to my shirt.

“So you don’t lose it,” she said, laughing, “you look beautiful with your pacifier.”

I tried to ignore the last thing he said, although it was certainly a compliment. She said the next match, this time he was going to have no considerations, She was going to win no matter what. I missed. The first half we tied the same as the second, in overtime I scored a goal, but she tied almost immediately, in the end in the penalty round she beat me.

“Well, there are two items of clothing that you owe me, if you take away the pacifier I will charge you for the three that you owe me, or if you leave it, I will forgive you for these two that you just lost.

I had even forgotten that I had the pacifier in my mouth.

“I’ll keep the pacifier, I said without removing it completely, but just one more game.”

“I don’t want to play anymore; don’t you want to do something else? I can give you a tour of the house,” She said, getting up from the couch.

I wanted revenge, but I couldn’t keep losing like that.

“Okay, let’s go,” I said, still with the pacifier.

He showed me the kitchen where there was a door that led to another small room that was the pantry, there were shelves with a lot of food and other things, what stood out the most was the amount of baby food, cookies, cereals, water, juices and a lot of different types of food, all for babies, in addition to all the normal food there was. Mariana told me that, when making the commercials, the brands sent them a lot of boxes with the products. She took two of the porridges from the cupboard, they were not the ones I knew that were in a jar, they were more like little bags with a large lid on top, she gave me one and opened the other and started eating it. I saw mine that was pear flavor, I took off the pacifier and ate it too, it tasted delicious.

-I love these things, I think I eat them the most in this house, they never run out, we get a box every month. – She told me as we left the kitchen.

We went up the stairs and ssahe showed me the bathroom that had a huge tub, the twins’ room, which was similar to Luca’s, but this one did have a huge crib, because they put both children there, it was about the size of a single bed, it also had a changing table for changing diapers, a closet and many children’s toys. The furniture was double the normal size because it was used for two children at a time.

Then he showed me his mother’s room, which was twice as big as the others. She skipped her room with the pretext that it was very messy, and finally she showed me the cellar. It was full of things and boxes, everything perfectly organized, but what there was mostly boxes and boxes of diapers, all of different brands, designs and sizes, also many bottles, pacifiers, sippy cups and more baby items, they could definitely open a baby supplies store. Everything had the same origin as the baby food, the brands of the commercials in which the children appeared sent them their products, even some that were not yet on the market sent them to them to give their opinion.

I finished the pear porridge and Mariana put the pacifier back in. She said that the punishment wasn’t over yet, it was already getting dark, the tournament started in three hours, and I had to ask her to let me use her Xbox to play. I was very embarrassed to ask him, but after thinking about it for a few minutes I did it.

“Mariana, at night I have a very important Fortnite game, it is a qualifying game for a national tournament, I wanted to know if you would let me use your Xbox at eight to play the game.” I told her after taking the pacifier out of my mouth.

“If I lend it to you, what do I get in return?” she asked putting the pacifier back in my mouth.

“I don’t know, tell me what you want.”

“You’re going to use that pacifier all weekend.”

This game was very important, it was our pass for the national bullfighting which, if we finished in a good place, would give us a pass for the world championship.

“Done deal.”

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