Sins and Lies

take another look in the mirror. Since I

heard it said once, my style is someone who's about to kill someo

e my

ough my dark brown

hone that I bought before leaving, as well as the SIM car

o I shove my phone in my pants

chen to the exit, I hear so

I listen if it's somet

ther's voice sounds a

ke that. "We stopped talking about it some time ago, but I can't put it off any longe

stress Naomi. I've already pulled her out of riding le

now the kids talk about her not having a father, and y

at leads to a screeching noise, b

anie. Goo

some. She has light brown hair, honey eyes and full lips. She wears a light green suit and

her, I sm

d smiles, at l

town." she says with her chin held high. "I'm Naomi,

mpletely ignoring th

n you tell me where the

so would I be if I wer

few minutes. Ahead you will see the town square and th

n facing me as if she wa

ive a brief n

cities like this there's always that type, a star who thinks he needs to outshine the rest. Not that I'm delving

curious looking at me, maybe because of my unfemin

ut I ended up d

. There is a large statue in the central square, dark with the figure of a

most deserted street with a dirt floor. After walking for some time on the loose

field and around it some frames that ma

he place after climbing the fiv

nt to lose my job, my supposed job. I know he's running away

to knock on the wooden door, it opens, showing

he straight black hair in a fuller volume. His eyes th

says and my name spoken in h

he urge to rub myself against

in. I'll show

describe in so many words. Red wooden benches, some image

he room, where the floor turns a dark red, the walls a

nd everything in muddy tones. "Here you will lead the cafes and also my lunch, which I can hav

chen and walked

hem in case other priests come." he said sh

I point to

I want to go. "You can only c

l g

we walked back through the space with

ng down certainly, I don't

town, Miss Melanie?" he

my leaving

king and tur

rown quickly in disbelief.

le qu

n, and calling him sir in my state mak

anie?" your question, your voice,

" I r

priest, and if you look at me as a man, you're putting me in a diffi

mn

aight

happen anymore." I an

g now? If it's available

c

e yourself

the pose of a hot priest and I ca

born with beauty thanks to my mother, not that beauty is enough, but my standard body, high breasts, upt

p breath and

each, but watching Ieda cook in the big mansion and do her jobs I learned. That's why I'm her

ng everything and when I go int

top in front of the red wo

riest's voice and qui

om the back in his room, looking f

here?" he asks still with his bac

I demonstrate by pl

iles without showing his teeth. "Th

okies, but the pantry

s. 'I should have gone shopping, but

d be Sunday and Su

f you want.

too much to ask

can d

re time and even though he isn't really

list from amo

le, probably avoiding contact with me and also

list and stare at

ticket and I've nev

n

of the drawer and hands it to me. "The

king the key

gate, I see a black Mavericks that doesn't look weather-beaten

from a young age, although I could never have a c

into it already accelerat

able to drive away listening t

l can do whatever she wants after throwing every

et in the town. There's no one around here except for a c

ry small indeed, but which

noticeable that people are curious looking at me like I'm fro

beard, passes my purchases. I can tell by his smell that he smokes, and judging by his dark, paint-st

alks towards me, his voice

by placing the last '

face away for seconds to get rid of the bacteri

s he know that so quickly?" Small t

cond in a

a visitor?" he looks at me over the lens of his round

y quickly, I also know that they are good at investigating people, although I am a

of the back pocket of

gnore his question, impl

es me t

l have a coffee to p

the bags and leave without looking back, but having the feel

g inside. As soon as I knocked, I was startle

I put my han

Nicolas?" he asks in his sweet v

he lips, almost imperceptible, makes me realize that she must be the daughter of someone rich. The chain of Jesus around her neck makes me observe her false belief, as it is obvious th

answering her question

" holds my arm making me stare

who I am. I know people like her, who hide be

nds by yanking her han

refute. "Want to

her eyes w

t to me in an attempt to intimidate me. "It won't work, because

honey color and also, her soul. I observe how much she wants to

ing the door. I start the car and before leaving, I sc

he enemies are someone like her. Well, she shouldn't be a big problem and if she both