I did it. I touched the sea—such as a middle-aged, pale Victorian woman needing salt air would require in order to properly drown her woes of becoming an old maid.
A medida que pasan las horas,y con él llega el anochecer ,mi cabeza entra en una terrible perturbación,mis ideas son desafiantes ante el creador;siento una repentina sensación eufórica,donde se deja venir a mi mente recuerdos de momentos de promiscuidad,libertinaje,
perversion como si esos momentos fueran los que están marcados y no debo olvidar.
Y es entonces, donde me siento angustiado y a la vez desesperado,mi cabeza se llena de tantos momentos sexuales satisfactorios;pero a la misma vez minimiza aquellas escenas que hicieron un gran daño, a mi moralidad,y es alli donde empieza una batalla,una batalla entre mi nueva versión, y mis demonios ,lujuriosos y egoístas que no permiten que mantengan mi tranquilidad y mi paz.
Y es alli cuando los demonios andan sueltos,cuando repentinamente,recibo una invitacion indecorosa para participar en un acto sexual con quien siempre me ha gustado follar;y peor aun la tentacion se vuelve mas grande si la propuesta contiene sustancia nocivas que alteran mi mente.
Y está misma situacion se intensifica al pasar las horas ,ahora mi cuerpo experimenta una extraña sensación de auto contacto sexual, siento una elevacion de mi temperatura corporal como fluye en todo mi cuerpo.
Los demonios andan sueltos y tratan a toda costa de facilitarme dinero,transporte y espacio para consumarse su gran plan.
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The quiet departure from Mexico took so much planning, but Armando Aretas returned to Miami at last. Hiding would just stall reality this time.
His biological father, well-known Detective Mike Lowrey, pulled strings and “eased” the lifetime sentence, but Armando just needed more.
Waiting around between missions seemed pointless. If not useful, Armando might as well go back to prison and lock that damn cell forever.
Taking one rental car back to the small apartment from Lowrey, Armando didn't contact his father right away and took this much-needed shower before organizing just a few belongings here.
“I'm back.” Armando called Lowrey by the early afternoon.
“Hey, man. Really? Do you want me to pick you up from the airport?” Mike was a little surprised while answering the phone.
“Nah. Already settled here, but I'm just telling you.” Armando cleared his throat awkwardly
“You found the house? Cool. Glad you called me, too. Need anything?” Even Mike clipped words at this point.
“Maybe a side hustle?” Armando tried to frame the question easily. “I don't wanna stay around if you'll just call for work.”
“Right, I didn't think of that idea. My bad.” Mike almost whispered. “Let's see if I can help out a little bit.”
“Yeah, bye.” Armando hung up and left once more, hoping to run errands.
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Many ran straight to the grocery store for various reasons, but Armando didn't need much, unlike other folks with children and more vacation plans.
Leaving the self-checkout, warm sunlight hit the parking lot as Armando reached that car and settled items, but one person caught his eye.
One door opens from another storefront in the shopping center.
“Thank you so much!” You beamed toward restaurant staff while carrying takeout and kept walking in the direction of your own vehicle.
To Armando, you looked cute and raved as sunlight heats up the state of Florida.
Though watching you from a distance, Armando found himself smiling in return, but pulled together and drove away, simply refusing to act weird.
Who are you? Aretas ponders during the commute back.
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Cooking and eating alone, gentle music played from his Bluetooth speaker. The device stood as his most expensive item beyond weapons or gear.
One call interrupted washing the dishes, but Armando picked up regardless.
“Hello?” Armando greeted the caller.
“Hey, it's me. Got something. Do you mind if we meet early tomorrow?” Mike Lowrey picked up this call again.
“No. What's going on?” The day would have Aretas occupied.
“This barbershop owner needs help.” Mike explained. “You'll get paid for basic upkeep over there. Nothing fancy.”
“Doesn't sound terrible.” Armando grounded his plans for the morning.
“Fair enough. See you tomorrow.” Mike ended the call this time.
Better than nothing. Armando thought, sleeping without dreams in preparation.
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“What's up?” Cruising with style, Mike Lowrey arrived while driving his classic Porsche the next day and greeted Aretas in this lot. “We'll meet that owner first.”
“Cool.” Armando repeated the note of his estranged father.
“How was your flight?” Mike tried offering small talk.
“Good. Still getting used to the house.” Armando told the truth.
“You'll be fine.” Mike went on. “My first place wasn't always dope.”
“Wait. Didn't you grow up with money?” Aretas squinted near his father. “That's what Marcus told me.”
“Well, yeah, but your mother knocked out riches. I stood undercover and worked as her driver before you were born.” Mike cleared his throat. “Let's go.”
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“Morning, Detective.” The barbershop owner spoke up while addressing Mike Lowrey.
“Morning, Sir.” Mike offered respect to the older gentleman. “We shared our phone calls earlier, but this is my son Armando.”
“Hello.” Genuinely kind while speaking English, Aretas offered to shake hands with the owner right now.
“Heard about you, but we don’t have much time for questions. Let me show you around.” The older man continued speaking. Even Mike Lowrey stepped back, letting this moment between two different people for once.
Let him grow and learn. That’s the only way out of this problem. Lowrey thought, quietly watching his son understand this new environment.
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For Armando, three important rules grounded his place at the barbershop:
Aretas needed to show up every day now, arrive on time, and avoid drama. Constant structure keeps this guy from trouble in the first place.
Clients for the barbershop varied all week and Armando would remain observant every time someone opened that chiming front door.
Sooner than later, staff knew his name and everyone laughed sometimes, offering Aretas this comradery that didn't include heartbreak.
“Have you met Mike's partner yet?” One employee chuckled while cleaning his station.
“Marcus?” Sweeping, Armando immediately rolled his eyes and workers cracked up about Detective Marcus Burnett, Mike Lowrey's famous partner.
“Oh, no! Tell us.” The employee settled down and resumed working.
“I joined special operations at the police department, but this barbershop thing is a temporary job.” Armando played up his role a little bit. “One time, Marcus accidentally set our car on fire.”
“Woah!” Voices gasped through shock and even the owner tuned in.
“Marcus didn't know that windshield wiper fluid is flammable, so we jumped out right before everything burst into flames.” Aretas nearly cringed.
“Damn!” This story just pulled everyone's attention.
“We made it out alive, but moments like that really happen.” Armando shook his head and still cleaned when the front door chimed again.
“Hi! How's everybody doing?” One greeting brightened up the entire space. “I'm just here to bring Dad some lunch.”
You walked toward that barbershop owner with the biggest smile on your face, carrying takeout.
“Hey, Sweetheart. Thank you.” The owner gently raved while facing you, his daughter.
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Amara is a 29 year old semi-retired model residing in Mexico City. Amara dedicated most of her adult life to her career & her mother. Her mother was her world, while in the states Amara would send all that she could back home to her. Amara knew her mother had hopes & dreams she never got the chance to fulfill, she wanted her to finally live the life she dreamed of and all her mother wanted was for Amara to live the life she couldn’t when she was young. When she passed away, Amara decided to move back home & spend as much time as she can giving back to herself. Her mother always wanted her to focus on finding herself & love. 🤎
Agradecido con el universo de darme a dos seres hermosos mi madre y mi padre;confio en el mismo universo que tiempos buenos vendrán para mi y mi familia y mi entorno.🫰🏼
My page is mostly lgbtq content, Lana Del Rey aesthetic, girl blogging memes and aesthetics, cottagecore, things girlie and pink, and my appreciation of pretty women 🫶🏼
This blog is NOT a place for hate ❌ this is a feminist blog that is pro trans rights🏳️⚧️ BLM ✊🏽✊🏾✊🏿 and in support of Palestine 🇵🇸 . Be nice to people and be nice to animals 🫶🏼
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I’m Alexa, 29, she/her, femme lesbian ⚢
I live in La 🌴
Virgo sun ☀️, cancer moon 🌙, Capricorn rising 🤍 INFJ
Latina, I have family from Mexico 🇲🇽 and Spain 🇪🇸
vegan for 9 years 🐮🐷
Witch ✧˖°.
Fav artists: Lana Del Rey, Mitski, Marina, and Melanie Martinez 🎧
Fav movies: Jennifer’s body, But I’m a cheerleader, Black Swan, The Love Witch
Fav things: heart shaped items, the color pink, coffee, cats, the moon, and my gf ꕤ🩰୨୧
Please say hi if you want to be friends!! My first account was lost and had to make another so I would love some moots 🥺🫶🏼
La Valise Tulum Hotel Resort in Quintana Roo Tulum, Mexico. The perfect tropical escape to vacation. This lot is set as Generic, but can work as a Rental for vacations using the Jungle Adventure pack. Includes 8 hotel suites, yoga room, steam room, and a functional bar/restaurant. As well as plenty of lounge areas and places to swim, sun soak and relax. Make sure to tag my socials below if you use the build in any way. Enjoy!
Lot Size - 50 x 50 (Sulani)
DL [Patreon] Public Release - 2/26 🌴
A huge thanks to all the cc creators that helped in the making of this build!
I’m on holidays so went a different route for @gallacrafts’ Theme 25: 🌴🔆Mexico🔆🌴
The prep involved too much drinking, too much smoking, and a fair bit of sneaking around the beach like a creep (location scouting) lol
(No beaches were harmed in the staging of this photograph! Everything was cleaned up immediately after, don’t you worry. Unlike Mickey, I do NOT litter haha)
Anyway! Have a Drabble about Mickey’s last day in Mexico before turning himself in.
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He’s not sure how long he’s sat here, but the cigarette butts are piling up and he’s on his last Corona, so it’s clearly been a while.
He can’t stop thinking about that shirt.
Ian getting himself mixed up in some ‘Save the South Side Gays’ bullshit and going to jail over it? Yeah, sounds about right.
He adds a cross to the other doodles, before draining the beer and getting to his feet. He pulls the last cigarette from his pack, dropping it crumpled in the sand as he walks away.