CHAPTER 24 - Sex with the personal trainer part 1

**LAURA

I have always had several goals throughout my life, all have been carefully organized since I was eighteen, I believed I would have a perfect life if I wished.

Finishing high school successfully, studying for Enem, and doing my best to get into a university I’ve always wanted to attend, working while attending college to pay tuition, and not getting pregnant until I have a stable personal and financial life.

These were my goals from the beginning of my adult life until I was able to accomplish most of them with pure effort, it was not just me, I wanted to give the pride that my other two brothers could not give to our parents.

My older brother got lost in drugs causing total disappointment in the family, my sister got pregnant too early from a man who always treated her badly.

That is, everyone expected that I would also have a life like theirs, but I always tried my best not to allow this to happen.

As the youngest daughter I had the displeasure to see the crying, disappointment, and disgust that my older brothers caused in our parents, they left home early as they could not stand our parents complaining about the direction they took in life.

Leaving me alone, the perfect daughter’s weight fell on my shoulders as the last thing I wanted to do in life was to make my parents suffer more.

I never allowed myself to be wrong, I never allowed myself to do something wrong even wanting too much, that’s how I grew up.

And that’s also how I met the most beautiful man I’ve ever had the opportunity to see.

I wanted to be me at least once in my life and that was when the temptation was great and I could not resist the charms of the personal trainer of the gym I attended.

TODAY...

Perfect body.

This became part of my new goals when my favorite jeans stopped serving me, it was visible that I ended up fattening a few extra pounds, but failing to fit in my favorite piece of clothing was the last straw for me.

Diets and more diets were what I tried in the first place to reduce the fat located in the belly, but when I was reaching another goal without eating nonsense and the like, the temptation returned when I looked at a piece of cake or something sweet.

Of course, it also did not work, so I resorted to the dances where I was like crazy shaking the body in all that way and musical type, it was making me too nauseous so I also ended up giving up.

I was left with the tiresome exercises, I was tired only with a light walk and run, so imagine how I would look doing heavy exercises.

But this was the most effective method to manage to lose the fat located in the belly, determined to be able to wear my favorite clothes again I enrolled in a gym near home.

I started with a basic diet and light to combine with the gym I will start today, I took the opportunity to choose today because it is the day of my off work when I will have more free time.

I put on a top with a black tank top and leggings, put on my sneakers, and tie my blonde strands in a high ponytail.

Before getting ready I made a light lunch meal with boiled vegetables, something different from what I am used to eating, but I have to lead a healthy life if I want to prevent any disease at twenty-three years.

I look at my reflection in the long mirror of the room watching my body in tight clothes, I have always been thin, but I managed to gain a considerable amount in recent months where they left my wide waist and thick thighs.

I’m not obsessed with perfect bodies, but I felt more at ease as I was before and I’m determined to make it come back, at least I wish that the exercise series leaves my waist and hip more marked if I can not lose a little weight.

I move my thoughts away when I hear the phone ring on top of my double bed, stretch my arm taking the device before seeing my sister’s name on the handle.

“To what do I owe the honor of a call from you?", I ask answering the video call with an ironic smile.

I watch my sister roll her eyes and move around the house where she lives with her husband who does not deserve her, I tried to give her advice about the man who lives under the same roof as her, but it seems that my sister can not see the harm he is causing her.

“You say that like I never call you, Laura.", I hear the sound of children crying from the call.

I sit in bed watching my sister take the youngest child and breastfeed him while the baby stops crying, Helena had her first child at seventeen and since then had three more children, two girls, and a boy.

I love my sister, but she caused a lot of headaches for our parents when she got pregnant before she could finish school, getting pregnant was not the biggest problem, which led to a series of fights was the father of her baby.

Even though he never had a good financial condition, Marcos does not usually work, and the expenses of the rented house that live left over for my sister who kills herself working as a day laborer to pay for the house and feed the children.

What I think is tremendous cowardice with a woman with small children, is he could very well look for some job or beak to help with expenses, but stays all day sleeping at home, the worst is that it does not even help right to take care of my nephews while Helena works out.

I still wonder if my sister doesn’t think straight when she gives what little she earns at the hands of the bastard who spends most of it on liquor and prostitutes.

“But isn’t it often that this happens, as are my nephews?", ask noticing the tips of the baby’s blonde hair that she holds in her lap.

“Cecilia and Julia are well, but Hector spent the whole night with a fever and today is very sick..."

“Did you take him to the doctor to find out the cause?"

“Yes, the doctor prescribed some medicines, but I can not buy them since I spent what I had to buy milk and diapers on the weekend.", you say it with a shameful expression like you know the sermons I’m about to give you.

“And why didn’t your husband get a beak to buy his son’s medicine, Helena?"

My sister knows perfectly well that I never liked Marcos, he also knows that I do not have an ounce of empathy for him and does everything possible not to get in my way, which I think is wonderful.

“He’s working as an aide on a construction site next door, and he spent what he earned to pay for some questions, Laura."

“Loan sharks again? "

Helena does not need to answer to confirm my question, I know very well that he has been borrowing money from dangerous loan sharks.

I hate that my sister is subjected to so much humiliation coming from that man, but the problem is that she can’t part with him claiming that the children would miss her father.

“I do not understand why you continue with that man who makes you suffer, does not help with children, and..."

“Are you gonna judge me the way our parents did? I didn’t think you would do something like this, Laura...", I close my mouth seeing your hurt expression.