MACABRO NARRATING
There was no way not to consider Raissa as a daughter. The girl is so delicate, defenseless, and she reminds me entirely of her mother when she was younger. She's mine, just like Laura is my woman, Raissa has become my daughter, and woe to anyone who says otherwise.
Laura and I are living together, but I still haven't been able to fully connect with my woman yet. Every time we go a bit further, I feel her withdraw. It's as if she's afraid, and to avoid her having to say no, I stop myself and end up caressing her until she falls asleep, and I'm left stewing. But I would never cross the line with her or betray her because of it. I lived thirty-five years without her, and I can live a bit longer without s*x with her. Just having Laura by my side is enough for me.
Seeing R
