Chapter 7

Damion

I was looking at them without understanding anything that was happening, I just wanted to know what my Samantha had to do with this story.

— Isa, do you remember my sister telling you to take a dance class?

When Isa was going to answer. I speak:

- What does this have to do with Samantha?

— I remember that I said I would look to see if I could take her class, they say her school is famous, especially since she teaches. Will be?

I look surprised. Is it really her? And Isa is friends with the sister of

Dimitri.

“Let's see if it is.

“If it is, that's why I knew I knew that name,” Dimitri says. Then I remember the comment he made about it when I told him her name.

We say goodbye, each one gets in his car and we leave, I was so entertained that I ended up forgetting to turn on the radio. And I kept thinking: is she a teacher and owner of the school? And another thing bothered me: If so, does she teach men too? I can't believe I'm having these thoughts. I park the car at home, see that Cristal is there waiting for me, I get in, she, as usual, throws herself into my arms and asks me:

— Daddy, call my friend, please?

— Calm down, daughter, give daddy a kiss and I'll change, then we'll have dinner and then I'll call ok.

I see she agrees, Sabrina just watches:

"Good night, Sabrina!" Everything in order around here?

— Good night, Mr. Damion, yes, everything is in order.

I had already said to call me without you, but there's no way, I hear Sabrina call Cristal to the table, I go upstairs and take another look at this paper, I'm tempted to call, but I hear Cristal's voice speeding me up, I put the number next to my cell phone so I wouldn't forget that when I finished dinner and stayed with Cristal, I would call.

I put on my pajama pants and a T-shirt, saw Sabrina already starting to serve dinner, she joined us and we had dinner, then we went to help her with the dishes. When I finished, I went to call Cristal's friend's mother. I dial the number and hear it calling:

- Hello.

Hello. Is it Veronica?

It's her! Who would like?

Hello, good night, I'm Cristal's father, her daughter studies with mine.

Oh yes, Mr Damion, how are you? How can I help?

— I'm doing fine and you? I'm calling because Cristal mentioned to me that her daughter does ballet and she wants to do it too, I'd like to ask for their phone number.

— I'm doing fine too, I'm glad she wants to do it, so the two of them do it together, write down the number....

When she hands it to me, I see that it's the same number that Isa had given me and I ask:

— Let me ask you… what is the name of the school?

— Oh, it's called Samantha, it's the same name as the owner, who is Samantha Ferrari. — We say goodbye and I am overjoyed, for I had found my goddess; without realizing it, I had a bigger smile on my face.

Crystal sees and asks:

"Daddy, are you all right?" Did you get the dance school number?

“It's okay, daughter. I got it, tomorrow I'll call there, because at that time, it's closed, we're going to watch a cartoon. — Arriving at her room, I turn on the TV and Dora the Explorer is playing and, while we watch, and I think about my goddess, I keep hoping to see if I can talk to her, some time passes, I see that Cristal has slept, I cover it, turn off the TV and practically run to my room.

If Dimitri saw it, he'd make fun of me until God gives. I go to my cell phone, dial the number and wait for her to still be awake, when I hear her voice:

— Hi, Ana, I'm fine, nothing happened. “She didn't even realize she wasn't that Ana. And I wonder: is there something else that happened? I decide to show the mess she made:

— It's not Ana, but will I do it? — I don't believe my cock face myself, I see that he was silent, I think the connection was dropped and I ask: — Samantha, has there been a problem with you? — When I thought of turning it off and on again, she replied:

“Good evening, Lord Damion Filip. — What a voice does this woman have, her little friend has already stood up to salute her, so I decide to provoke her:

I see you haven't forgotten me...” “I look like a teenager.

No, Mister Filip, I haven't forgotten.

Shall we take you? Samantha, I hope I'm not disturbing you.

Okay Damion, you're not bothering me, I live alone, don't worry, I called you to talk about the car. Is there any way we can arrange to meet to talk about the repair?

“Of course I do, sorry about the time. “But I, inside, was jumping, knowing she lives alone, so she wasn't married, period to me. — It's okay, it's just that my secretary Isa only told me when she was leaving and when I called, the phone only rang and it was already after 5:30 pm.

— Oh, yes, I didn't hear, I was teaching, when I called you, your secretary told me that you were or were going to an audience.

- I was leaving when I saw you on the phone, but I didn't realize it was you, Samantha.

— No problem, I told her I was going to teach some classes.

- I'm sorry, Samantha , do you teach children? Because, by coincidence, I got your phone from the mother of a friend of my daughter's.... — I see that she doesn't answer me and I ask: — Hello, Samantha, how are you?

— Yes, I'm sorry, I'm surprised by the coincidences, now answering your question, there is one at my school, but I'm not the one who teaches.

I'm surprised.

— You don't teach what?

— I only teach ballroom dancing, tango, etc...

— Oh, okay, because my daughter wants to do it.

“Bring her here, along with your wife. — Without realizing it, I feel that she was uncomfortable, but I immediately clear the doubt:

- I'm separated, Samantha, and she has no contact with her mother, it's the two of us and my housekeeper, who works with me since I separated.

“Oh, I'm sorry, Damion, I didn't know.

"That's it, how would you know, right?" She gives a nice laugh.

- Well, let's go. You can meet me at my school tomorrow.

- Samantha, it's fine by me, hope I don't have an audience.

I'm sorry... are you a lawyer?

I am judge.

Hell, then, I have to call you Your Honor.

If you want, you can do anything. — I can't believe I just played a dull xaveco and ended up laughing. - I'm sorry, Samantha, only in court they call me that.

“Okay, so I'll call you Damion. Don't you want to write down the school address?

- Only a moment. — I take paper and pen and ask where it is, she gives me the address and I see that it's not far from the forum.

— Did you write it down? - she asks.

— Yes, I wrote it down. This number that appears on the display of your cell phone is the private phone, only I answer it.

“Okay, so I'll save now.

“I saved yours too. “Of course I put the name Goddess Aphrodite.

I look at the time and realize that it's past midnight, then she says:

“Damion, if I could, I'd talk to you until late, except that I have early class tomorrow. “I can see that she would really like to stay, just like me.

- Me too, Samantha. Good night and sleep with God, see you tomorrow.

— And you too, I say the same, a kiss.

- Other.

I can't believe that tomorrow I'll see her again, how happy I am, I'm still thinking about her, when I look, my hand is already on the dick and I start masturbating thinking about her, with that little mouth around him and the thoughts go on. with things I wanted to do and moving faster when I came, calling her name. I get up and take a shower. And I hit her one more when I feel she's hard. I need Samantha in my bed ASAP; I get out of the shower, put on my shower and lie on the bed, sleeping thinking about that goddess, who made me happy again.