Sunday, January 21, 2024

Isn't that part of the history? yes have mor

 What we went to do in the city. The older monk took us to a brothel. And the thing would be that way. We, we were boys, would make sex with old prostitutes, so bad an isn't all, we would give our virginity to J. so we would make a wound in the dick, he said consagrate. The wound was to the dick bleed. I was thinking that the deal was to keep virgin, don't make sex of so any kind and I went back to the monastery running, the others thought that I went to bring the prior, no I just idn't knew why be man wold be with all that things. I reach the monastery very fast and I never walked by the city I always was in a wagon with my father. One by one returned passed a long time, the older make a bet to see the last one to reach the monastery, so they leave the others alone to see who doesn't acquive. The one that doesn't returned we got separated in groups to find him, he was so spoilt that re running fall in a mud puddle and let be screaming, proabebly he never run in his life or fall in the mud, mud is sleepery. Besides he scremed nobody got close to help, because poor people doesn't feel pity of spoilt rich boys. The advantage he felt was because he took the wrong way, and would be all the time more far from the city to the end of the country. Who find him was the group that I was in.

Rute Bezerra de Menezes Gondim

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