December 12.

  They had been receiving stant invitations through Mónica for several days. Many of the gatherings were crowded with so many producers, actors, iors, and directors that the merit was overshadowed by Billy's attention to people; for now, it would only correspond to Winona, no one else. Both pushed their work to the limit; outstandis were achieved by each of them. One could see that Mónica's fiden the runways skyrocketed like a rocket; she had gaihe strength to avoid stumbling on stage, even if her curvy hips prevented her from perf the usual leaps.

  —Tomorrow we’ll leave in the evening to visit Grandpa —Billy ented—. I hope you have ys ready.

  —Yes.

  —It’s fine. For now, the family is somewhat divided over money matters, but I have more than enough. I’ll crandma’s expenses, and we’ll celebrate with a heifer, just like we used to in my childhood —Billy replied, notig her grimace; being ignored and dismissed is a bad sign of love for a woman.

  She was seal about these matters, aransformation from pale to blooming was all she had to say: “You should visit my parents, and I could introduce you to them. They are loving, and it would be beautiful.”

  —We’ll spend Christmas here in Texas, and New Year’s in Italy —Billy said.

  At Mónica's pout.

  They both got out of the sleek bck car with tinted windows, a high-end BMW, with certain modifications that made it elegant. Winona’s house was filled with people; this time, they arrahe space so that the party could aodate all the gathered guests. The entrance was announced by a few people who were approag. Winona was with Drew Barrymore; both were young and their dresses, with plunging nees, were frankly almost he wonder of angels. The atmosphere was a wild party, and for the first time in her life, she uood the term “wild party” in Hollywood, a madhat could only be described.

  She didn’t reize many of the people, but nudity was the starting point; even Winona was nearly naked, just draped in a sheer fabric. She could see some people having a heated romantiter nearby, filled with kisses and sensuality.

  —I think everything has gotten out of trol —Mónica replied with a smile; seeing this kind of party at model gatherings was not unusual. Billy maintained his posure but had no choice but to take a seat and share a drink. The disfort of such a wild party led him to approach Mónica, letting the party and darkness cover their steps; they moved close enough to take a step toward love.

  —Take me dang, my love —Mónica whispered, rubbing her head against Billy’s chest. Mónica’s as could only be sidered normal; she was a kihetic person who preferred intense tact, and it wouldn’t be wrong to say that the Italian wao be on top of Billy every sed, but in a different way. The passions of youth, fotten by time, transformed into the warm feeling of apprehensioween two beings seeking to share a refuge. Someone shouted, pulling them from their passionate shadow. Billy noticed a jacket flying through the air and the sound of someone falling. They both took their positions on the dance floor. Dang was sidered a nguage of love in many cultures; physical activity was very important… Mónica rubbed her backside with a sensuality that only she could express, they drew closer and stole kisses, time passed, and amidst kisses and dang.

  The serpemosphere of the angels offered all kinds of favors. He noticed greehey locked gazes. A woman with long bck hair, one of Hollywood's roses, Jennifer elly, was chatting with a young Liv Tyler and Winona about something; her gaze was interong, and desirous, “like the statues or paintings in an a mansion.” He fot those green eyes with a kiss from Mónica, lost in thought.

  —I wish I were naked on the beaches of Milos (Greece), for you to take me from behind and pnt your seed in me, letting our excitement blossom like the desire people feel in the flesh. I will be yours as long as you want, ours in body and soul. Just tell me what you want, and I will submit to you humbly, so you do with my body all the wiess your mind has imagined or will ever imagine, my love —Mónitered a frenzy of excitement, and Billy apanied her to a secluded bathroom… it ectacle for the women watg Billy, but he didn’t care; he uood little of subtleties, the trick was to submit, and he would do so without .

  There were ughter and kisses. Laughter and kisses! Like ndscapes surrendered, united by the brush of an artist who expresses his ideas.

  It was uable to see Winona, who could not help but notice the eyes of the man being a beast, immersed in pleasures, the power of a woman and a man.

  She ehe bathroom, and before the door could close, her dress had already fallen to the floor, along with her heels flying around the room. She surrendered into his arms, whispering in a low, silky voi Italian just how much she desired to be his. It was a rough yet soft tone, raspy and sweet, desigo drive him wild. The moment became sedary as the kisses tinued; her erect breasts, filled with longing, brushed against his bzer, each tact elig a soft, muffled moan.

  Oher side of the door, Winona's legs imagihe act with such lewdhat it seemed disproportioo the proud mind that was corrupted. With every sound, she filled the space with as much skill as she could muster.

  Mónica raised her voice, just loud enough for the person behind the door to savor.

  —Take me harder, please… I beg you! Just as you love me, soak my body with the sweat you create. Uhmmmm. Yes, please, I am yours, yours —Mónica excimed as she felt Billy's fiear through her underwear and graze her backside. She was eager for the moment of union, which came swiftly; it was a quick ecstasy, as young lovers have little time to wait. The peion was filled with urgend strength.

  —You’re so wet —his guttural voiot only made Mónica tremble but also sent Winona into spasms. Her fingers dug deeper into her intimate areas, pying with her familiar body. The appetizer was served just as Drew caught sight of her friend in such a promising position that she blushed and barely mao stifle a ugh. But she kept the secret for a more intimate night as she returo enter a young man, who greeted her with a kiss the moment he saw her.

  Billy tinued sh her with kisses while moving his hips. Mónica ed her legs around him, squeezing her hips. The sensation of the warm liquid within her was the true pleasure of life, the joy of being ohey were both sweaty, but she was not satisfied with just once. Without waiting any longer, she bit Billy’s neck, a sed, hoping he would get more animated inside her. They tinued a storm of kisses, to the point where Winona reached her release, her previously clouded eyes taking note of her situation, trembling in her legs from the unfortable position she had forced herself into.

  ***

  Later that night at the same party, Mónica could feel the semen dripping down her legs, but she didn’t care; her white teeth were directed at everyone, a sign that the world of dreams still resided in her heart.

  The st exuded was what she called pleasure. Yet her excitement didn’t wane; she needed more and was not satisfied with what she had received. One night was not enough; perhaps a week would do, as she didn’t like that sense of pcy.

  —I think we o do a bit of lobbying —Billy eurning to some people who were approag. The night was now filled with a flurry of proposals. While many were young, Billy khat some would eventually dip their toes into produ or iment at some point; the stories were there, he just he time to unfold them.

  Curiously, a producer of animated films resent, somewhat older for this type of party, but he couldn’t refuse.

  Mónica hid behind a group of models: Kathy, Madison, and thia. They were friends who had met during a campaign for Prada.

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