Chapter 2. I’m a Decent

Guy By Agustín

They’d already cut the cake, the band had played, I said hi to Catalina and Ludmila, and—barely glancing at Ivana and Willy—I fled the scene like a coward.

I ended up hiring a girl, and even after three wild rounds, I still couldn’t shake off the horniness Any had sparked in me.

I don’t know why this happens to me—I’m a decent guy, a joker, funny. I have flings with girls I often meet at Katis, it’s true, but I’m a decent guy.

Even though everything inside me was stirring—and it happened more than once—when I looked at Any’s butt, I didn’t even think about making a move.

I just waited for the moment to pass and tried not to think of her as a woman—she was just a teenager.

On top of that, she’s Ivana’s niece, and Ivana is a friend of mine, and her husband is also a very good friend of mine—although right now, all because of Ivana, Willy doesn’t feel like he’s such good friends with me anymore.

He’s very jealous, and I did quite a bit to make him jealous. I firmly believe I did my part so that today these two crazy people are married—I know they’re madly in love with each other.

With Any, the issue is that she’s a minor.

Also because I’m 12 years older than her.

I’m a man—I can’t get turned on by a… little girl.

Shit… she’s not a little girl.

I can’t just hook up with her and then say, “See you tomorrow.”

I don’t want to be her boyfriend or seduce her either; I have no plans to get serious with anyone.

I’m not closed off to anything, it’s just that I’m really happy being single. I hang out with my friends or go out with Ezequiel or Carlos, my business partner.

I have one- or two-night stands, and if I don’t hook up with someone, that’s it—it’s simpler that way. I avoid having people ask for my cell phone number or having to talk about my life.

Some women are a pain and go to places like Katis thinking they’ll actually end up dating someone there.

We all know what that place is like.

Let’s go have fun and look for sex without beating around the bush—there were even strippers there who charged for their services.

By Any

I like my aunt and uncle’s friend; he makes me feel beautiful and powerful, and I liked seeing and… feeling how much he desires me.

I’ve liked him for a long time, and I’d always approach him to talk about anything and everything. He seemed to avoid me, but then I’d feel his gaze on me, and when I looked at him, he’d look away—so I’d smile triumphantly. But his glances weren’t enough for me anymore; I wanted more from him.

I wanted him to kiss me and make love to me.

I couldn’t confess that to my aunt, or to Ludmila.

I know he’s a little old for me—he’s 12 years older—but he looks younger.

He’s very handsome; he’s as tall as Willy, maybe a little shorter, but he’s well over 1.80 meters.

He’s sort of blond, with long hair; he ties it back—not that it’s very long, but long enough to tie it back. His eyes are green. He’s the cutest of all the men in my aunt’s group of friends, and not only that—he’s the cutest in the whole world. Although, for Ivana, the one who’s handsome is her husband. Yes, my uncle is cute, but Agustín is absolutely gorgeous—I love him.

Agustín tells me he’s a man—not like the guys I’m used to dating—and that’s what attracts me to him. That, and the fact that he’s gorgeous, attractive, and funny; he’s always cracking jokes and pulling pranks. He’s brazen—you can tell—but with me, he acts like a gentleman.

That frustrates me a little.

Sometimes I think he sees me as a little girl, and other times I feel like he’s undressing me with his eyes, the way he would with a woman.

My uncles threatened him—I think that’s just an excuse; he doesn’t strike me as the kind of man who would stop doing things just because someone threatens him.

He likes me—I know it— but he doesn’t want to seduce me—although the other day when he kissed me—actually, I kissed him first—I think it didn’t take him even a second to kiss me back; it was instantaneous. He touched me with such skill—I didn’t even realize it when his hands slipped under my leggings and made their way under my thong. No one had ever touched me without my thong on—or rather, underneath it.

That must be what he means when he says he’s a man.

He shouldn’t settle for just a kiss and a few caresses—even if they’re like that.

Those caresses made me want to do things I’d never done before… I want to feel his fingers on my skin and inside me again.

I’m almost obsessed with him; I can’t stop thinking about him.

Everyone thinks Willy’s the womanizer, but I have my serious doubts.

Willy always flaunted his conquests—he’s a womanizer, I won’t deny that—but don’t tell me Agustín doesn’t have just as many, if not more, conquests than my uncle.

Another guy who’s on the same wavelength is Ezequiel.

He’s a little shorter—though not by much—and he’s pretty cute too, but I like Agustín.

He takes first place on every podium in the world.

I’m going to drive him crazy until he’s the one who makes a move on me.

I’d like to lose my virginity to him; when I think about it, I get wet down there, and that’s never happened to me with any other guy.

It’s already annoying that they treat me like a little girl and baby me so I’ll stay a virgin until I find the perfect guy.

He’s the perfect guy, but he doesn’t want to do anything because I’m underage—I’m almost 18, just three months away, almost four, and that’s a long time.

In the meantime, I’m studying fashion design and working with Ivana and Ludmila.

I overheard them talking about having to meet with Agustín. From what I could gather, Willy and my aunt want to sell the apartment and move into a house so the girls can grow up in a house with a yard to play in instead of being cooped up inside four walls. I found out something I didn’t know: Agustín is an architect.

Agustín’s quite the catch.

They had to send him some paperwork about a plot of land so he could look into the possibilities of building on it.

Ivana was going to send it to him via WhatsApp, but Ludmila had to run an errand near Agustín’s office and said she’d take it to him in person.

I, always paying attention to them, offered to take it for her, so Ludmila wouldn’t waste any time.

“Any, what’s going on between you and Agustín?

” Ludmila asked thoughtfully—it’s rare to see her so serious.

“I like him.”

I mean, even though they already know that. “He’s almost 12 years older than you

, and you’re still a minor,” Ivana

said, even more seriously.

“Auntie, he’s the most handsome man in the world.”

“You’re wrong—Willy is the most handsome,”

Ivana replied as she sat down; she’s agitated because she’s in the late stages of her pregnancy—it looks like her belly is about to explode.—

OKAY, you two can stop talking nonsense; that was a real conversation.

Ludmila raises both arms high, as if crying out to the heavens.

Ludmila is dramatic and really funny.

Ivana smiles.—

Sure, but I want you to know that he’s a guy and he’s used to hanging out with Ezequiel—and they’re not exactly going out for coffee. We’ve never seen him with a girlfriend, and he’s never been in a serious relationship with anyone.

“He liked you.” “He used to help me

make Willy jealous—he wasn’t in love with me, or with anyone.” “He helped you

make your uncle jealous?

” “Yeah, and it worked like a charm. Even though Willy would get mad at him, he’d stop flirting with whatever girl was around. Besides, Agustín is one of our best friends.”

“I know that.” “Don’t

worry, don’t go looking for him, because he’s not the type to date anyone seriously—he’s not looking for a girlfriend, much less marriage.” “Now

I like him even more; I’m going to win him over,

” I say, and I’m very stubborn. “Any

, you’ve already kissed him—what are you waiting for?

” They’d already found out; I had to confess it to them because I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face for two days—until the two of them drove me crazy with their questions. “Lose

my virginity to him.”

I put it that way because they always speak their minds, and I don’t think what I want is all that terrible.

When I was younger, they didn’t talk about sex in front of me—well, maybe they did, but they were discreet about it, and I didn’t realize it.—“Any

!”—

“Don’t worry so much. She looks younger than she is, and I look a little older, because I’m mature and I don’t want to be the only virgin girl in college.”

That’s what’s worrying me—I really must be the only virgin girl in the whole college. I want to know what it’s like to make love, and I want to do it with Agustín.—He’s

not going to do anything while you’re still a minor; I know him.—That’s why

, in the meantime, let me play around a little and innocently seduce him.

I try to convince them that nothing’s going to happen, although if it were entirely up to me—if it depended only on me… we would’ve already done it.—

If he finds out we know he kissed you…

—Technically, I kissed him.—

All right, go with Ludmila and take those documents to him.

My smile was way too obvious; I think my aunt is already regretting her decision.