"Beyond Appearances: Finding Your Own Way" is the twenty-first chapter.

Diary of Fernanda <unk> Wednesday, 12th of December 2007. The time: 00:30. Dear newspaper, After a few days without writing, due to college and menstruation, I came back... I had to leave college early today to meet a new client named Dennis, and I want to record the details of that experience that wasn't so great. Well, before I went to this "night job", I had to take a bigger bag and change in the college bathroom. I went in a long wine-colored dress, black heels. In my bag I had some essentials for the date, but I forgot my gel, aff, what the hell, diary. I arrived on time, at 22:00, at the hotel, in the area of Faria Lima. When I entered the lobby of the establishment, I paraded beautifully, scratching my jump to the reception where the host was informed of my arrival by the "cat receptionist". Authorized, I went up alone to the fourteenth floor. When I got to the front door, I rang the bell, and waited for the door to open. After a few seconds, Daniel opened it. Our eyes met for the first time and face to face, I realized I was shy. He kindly invited me in, I went in, he closed the door and was already gone offered me a drink. I opted for water, I prefer to stay hydrated and lucid during the treatments. While he was drinking the water, we sat down on a red couch, and we started talking a little bit. I tried to be as nice as possible so that he would feel comfortable with me. Well, if I'm not mistaken, daily. The client, he was wearing a dark checkered shirt, jeans and well-polished black shoes. "Which left him with a relaxed air". He was very shy, even too shy for a man of that age (34). I pulled the subject trying to create something natural between us. During the conversation and noticing his tension, I boiled a strategy, I took the initiative to approach him sitting next to him. I watched his hands gesturing as he spoke and made sure to give him a kiss on the lips and smile to encourage him. Denis smiled, but looking down, but I believe, he liked my kiss. Either that, or we would be at zero to zero. So I got up, put my knees on the sofa seat, and climbed my dress up to my waist. "Oh, before I forget, I took off my panties as soon as I got out of the elevator". His eyes opened wide. Then I told him to touch my butt. He obeyed me and touched it with shame, but he touched it by sliding his hands. All he needed was a little push, every day. Then I took off my dress and sat down next to him. Then out of nowhere, Dennis took the money out of his pants pocket and handed it to me. <unk> Usually customers prefer to pay at the end. But that's okay, the important thing is that he paid me according to the agreement without adding anything. (cow hand) I only checked in the bathroom afterwards. Seeing that Daniel was feeling comfortable in my presence, I decided it was time for me to change and continue the service. I apologized, took my purse, and told him, "I won't be long". I walked into the bathroom, closed the door, left my purse under the sink, grabbed the cash, counted it note by note, checked the combination, didn't waste any time, pulled another set of lingerie out of my purse, put the cash in my briefcase, stood in front of the mirror, undressed, took off my heels, hand-straightened my hair looking at myself in the mirror, then a quick touch-up on my makeup because the corner of her eyes had blurred, took a quick shower, dried my body, grabbed my tooth-threaded panties, then put on my bra. To put on my panty, I had to sit in the corner of the bathtub, then I needed the heels. <unk> I felt so sexy and powerful. I stood up, put on my leather strap, fastened it to my sock, walked over to the mirror, turned my body around, checked to see if everything was all right. It wasn't over yet. Out of my purse, I took my toothbrush and toothpaste, brushed my teeth and tongue, breathed fresh air, picked up the perfume and capriciously sprayed it all over my body on my palate and behind me, combed my hair to make it look perfect. Before I left, I tightened my lipstick on my lips, checking to see if everything was all right by looking in the mirror again, confident that it would bring a touch of boldness to the encounter. When I came out of the bathroom, I paraded my body, facing him, provoking him. <unk> I asked if he liked it? <unk> <unk> Sitting down, he approved by nodding his head. In a gesture of provocation, I began to dance sensuously without music, only in the movements in front of him, making clear my unconventional intentions. I quickly sat down on his lap on the couch and our lips met in a warm, fiery kiss. The sexual tension that had hovered in the air was dissipating, giving way to an increasingly intense desire. With a bold gesture, I came down and unbuttoned his pants and pulled his dick out and began masturbating him. Dennis, who had been making eye contact with me, now groaned compulsively, smiling excitedly. I began performing oral sex on his erogenous parts. Exploring his penis, then his testicles with my tongue, giving kisses. It was clear that Dennis was intensely enjoying the moment, which only increased my pleasure in providing lust and arousal. Without losing the rhythm, I asked him to take off my bra, with a quick movement, Dennis pulled it off, complimented my breasts, grabbed them, squeezed them lightly, and licked them for a while. When he stopped, I went down and continued licking him for some more time. Then I got down on my knees on the couch, offering him a tempting sight. Denis plunged into my body, devoting considerable time to oral pleasure in my most erogenous parts. His oral was wonderful! Every touch, every lick, made my skin burn with excitement. However, I did not let it be known how deliciously it affected me, keeping a mockery of pain in my eyes. With a mixture of naivety and desire, we began a delightful and intense sexual relationship. He stuck a condom in my penis and grabbed me from behind, forcibly inserting his penis into my "little boy". I felt a discomfort at first, but then a deep pleasure in my bowels. Dennis grabbed my hips and sank every inch of his penis into me, in return, my vagina began to pour fluids, the beginning of an orgasm in the future. All of a sudden he surprised me. I was pulled by the arm by the client to a white armchair. I got down on my knees, offering myself to him. And there, daily, Denis gave me little licks on my ass. It was quick and delicious. Then I felt the penetration in that region. This time I even forgot my gel, it wasn't even in the bag, aff. So we continued our burning transaction. The room was loaded with groans, seemed to drive every movement. Then the client began to hang me and use his penetration movements to make me have an orgasm. What a delight, daily, I enjoyed, with my body shaking all over, rustling. Then we surrendered to the bed, I went crawling, where we explored bold and perverted positions. We surrendered to pleasure, alternating between a delicious 69 and me riding backwards, then forwards, each position and where the penis penetrated had its charm, its intensity, and I was willing to exploit them to the fullest, each movement, each groan, increasing our connection and bringing us closer to the climax so desired. <unk>Ah, dear diary, Dennis finally let go, once shy, now manly, I'd like to change, but I can't forget to mention the moment <unk>daddy and mommy<unk>, when Dennis was eating me hard by strangling my neck. <unk> It was his desire, to strangle and hang, but I kept an eye on him to intervene. I trusted and let him roll, my audacity reached my peak, I didn't take his hand from my neck, and I lost myself in that pleasure, rs ... Finally, we surrendered to the long-awaited foursome: a little on the poppy, a little on the "Little Ring". He went a little beyond the limits of normal, pulling my hair, patting my back and ass. The force of desire continued to consume us, but it was also at this moment that we could slow down and enjoy every minute of this indescribable experience. It was then, dear diary, that audacity became my confidante. Behind all the farce of pain that I pretended, I felt alive, full of wills and ready to allow myself to feel pleasure in its most diverse forms. Before ejaculating, the client whispered taking off the condom, saying: <unk>ahhh, in the mouth, in the mouth...<unk> Wanting to have fun inside, but, as he had not given a reward, only the agreed value, I did not let him, he had fun in my face and it was even too much. His fun had no taste, no smell. Dennis couldn't make it to the second, lay exhausted, sweating, smiling, disappointed that I had accepted the program and dropped out of class, I got out of bed, grabbed my suit (brassiere and panties) and my heels, and went straight to the bathroom. When I saw my mocked face in the mirror, I started laughing like a fool, but the job had been done perfectly. I put my shoes on the floor. I took off my leather belt and my tights. I got my soap and shampoo out of my purse. I walked into the booth, took a shower. I even had fun in my hair. I hate it when that happens. After showering, I put cream on my body, changed my make-up, put on my clothes, wearing the same underwear as the attendant, arranged my hair, closed my purse, grabbed my purse, and left the bathroom. In the bedroom, I sat on the bed and kicked up my heels ready to go. Ready to leave, I got up and walked close to the client. We gave one last goodbye kiss. I said to him and sketching a fake smile: "When you miss me, call me, okay?" He smiled and thanked me for visiting. "I said sketching smiles that he had liked me and that he would call me in the future for a new meeting". I replied that I would be waiting for his contact. Dennis opened the door, I left the suite and came down the elevator relieved, I returned home by taxi, paid 40 reais, very expensive, only damages. Dear newspaper, My experience with Dennis certainly wasn't one of the most pleasurable I've had this month, and to tell you the truth, I wasn't really in the mood to fuck today, I was really into it, but it was rewarding to be able to give him moments of heat and intensity. I'm going to smoke a joint and then I'm going to sleep. It was Fernanda.