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Intro. I knew the night would be a problem when she started to insist. Cat cried until her brother gave in. It wasn't drama, it was persistence. And it worked. Caio and Bill were excited. Club, drink, easy pleasure. For them, it's just fun. For me, a mistake. When we entered, the place was already too full. Low lights, loud music, people too close. She entered after her brother, small in that space that didn't suit her. And immediately the stares started. I stayed close. No touching, no talking. Just observing. Men looked too much. Too long smiles. She laughed, talked, seemed not to notice, or pretended. Her every step pulled me to a place I knew well: that of loss of control. Violence has never been a problem for me. Contain was. When someone got too close, I put myself in their path. When someone insisted, my look was enough. Bill noticed. Caio tried to alleviate it. Her brother watched everything. I've been to that club with other women Bodies that I touched and forgot.

Noah Blackwood

@Cat