Take your imagination to another level of hot stories. Today we present legacies part thirty- five. Don' t forget to subscribe so you don' t miss any of the stories. A s g A Screamed how that I' m your son what you' re talking about, I said completely paralyzed of amazement.“ If Pedro you are Mario’ s son, you are my first son with Mario,” he said with a startling calm,“ what did you think?” That' s not what you came here for.
I didn' t think only Juan Miguel was your son with Mario I screamed at a bewilderment already without being able to contain my uel despair.“ You too are Mario’ s son,” he said, clarifying me,“ but how, Claudia, you know the magnitude of what you are telling me. I' m done exploding and I' m standing on the table and I' m starting to walk in circles with my hands on my head. It didn' t come out of my astonishment and it came to mind.
The story of Doña Maria in ibiza when she met Mario, when she learned that they were brothers the incest Maru Carola Malo and my daughters all together in a mental stir. Like the fuck, it occurred to you not to tell me I screamed that Mario wouldn' t let me. He said calmly astoundingly clear that Mario was not going to allow it. Remembering what Mario wanted for the family, He lived in incest all his life. I shouted He and his wife were brothers. You knew that without lowering your tone. Yeah,
and yet you let me marry my sister. I yelled at her with astonishment for knowing to interrupt her. Not only that. As a doctor, you know the risks of having an incest offspring, I told her to approach her and take her by the shoulders. Confronting her was assuming even more the gravity of incest. I know, but nothing happened. You have three beautiful, healthy daughters. I kept talking with a calm that seemed shocking to me.
Just like your brothers, they' re all healthy. Besides, as a doctor I can assure you that the risk is much lower than people think. The risk is that if there is a defective gene in the parents, they inherit the gene and that multiplies the chances of suf I pregnant them all until the mother- in- law. I let her go screaming and interrupting her. What were her eyes to come out of astonishment when the time Maro and Carola became pregnant, bad and mother- in- law were also all pregnant.
About me still screaming, but how come everyone what you' re talking about. How did that sound altered by taking a hand to the chest pussy. That happened when I moved with Maru to the in- laws' house, I paused to see his hand on his chest. I did the same thing and felt my heart very fast, so much so that I remembered the moment that gave me cardiac arrest and breathed deep to calm down. I woke
up to an uncontrollable sexual appetite. Besides, I think I inherited Dad' s dick and I seduced them all It' s like you inherited his dick seriously. He didn' t get out of his astonishment seriously. According to the mother- in- law, Carola says it' s bigger than Mario ' s. It made me, I suppose, insatiable. Calmer, I sat back in front of her. After a sigh, I continued calmly. First I seduced Mal, then the mother- in- law and finally Carola.
They all got pregnant. So, my God, then how many grandchildren I have only the three girls. Bad and mother- in- law aborted for fear of killing Mario of disgust and further unleashing Maru' s anger and without them knowing each other, despite knowing that they already shared me. The irony of it all is that Mario always knew almost everything. The only pregnancy she didn' t find out was Mal' s I said already calmed down with sadness, so it' s about how Carola knows Mario' s size.
Carola and Mario committed incest and so did Maru and he, my holy God said with his eyes out of their orbits. Mario never told me any of that, and he stared at me and didn' t know what to say. I don' t think he told you, because if he did, I don' t think you' d have stayed calm with my marriage to Maru.“ After I knew it, no, I would not have been calm,” he said with his head in denial. We paused.
I thought then the reason for some things, well, not some, many or almost all, especially because Mario didn' t want me to stay away from the family. All he did was to keep me in the family. I think of my daughters and the reason why Mario severely encouraged them. It has to do with what I' m his son and he wanted me to continue what he couldn' t. You can please tell me what happened,
how it all went, how they met from the beginning. Of course, son, she pauses herself and blushs a little bit about what she had just told me and I probed her slightly also missed until I felt my heart speeding up a little bit. It all began in September of nineteen hundred and seventy, when Mom and Dad, with great enthusiasm, sent me to Caracas to study medicine. He was 19 years old, but he also wanted to explore
the world. I came to the capital with a lot of curiosity. In addition to being an applied and studious girl, I wanted to know the night life of Caracas, of which there was so much talk in the interior of the country without the control of dad and mom who were crying to me in light and shade because it was very beautiful. Come on, I was an only daughter, the pride of the house, and they didn' t want me to go astray within the second week of starting classes. I became friends
with a pretty modern girl and classmate. He dressed in a provocative fashion and was very extroverted. Besides being very beautiful, I felt captivated by her. She was from a very wealthy family and had her own car. With her I started to frequent nightclubs and trendy bars. We were having a lot of fun together, including sex. We met a number of guys we had a great time with, and everything was going great except for the studies. My
grades were mediocre. I barely managed to pass the subjects with the minimum note the first few months and always left my aunt' s house, with the excuse that I was going to study at my friend' s house. Every weekend I went to a different place with this friend, but they were more intense and more daring places. It was at its peak disco fashion and marijuana. She was the queen of the night and in one of those rumbas she was kind of bored. She invites me to a private party. It was
a party with certain conditions. My real name wasn' t supposed to be given, you could use a mask, even if they only covered your eyes, but it was optional. She drove through one of the best areas of the capital, called La Lagunita, near a club and we arrived at a large house and told me before entering that she had to go ready to everything and at the entrance she had to undress. I knew that meant sex in abundance, although I had a right to say no. If someone wasn'
t to my liking. Everything I wanted was allowed. I just had to avoid getting involved beyond the fact, never say my full name or where I lived. So I started to frequent these exchange party sites. Always with her were very beautiful and very educated people. You could tell they were from high society. There were couples of different ages, but the majority were middle-
aged. Between the ages of thirty and forty, when I realized, I had almost dropped out of school and didn' t expect them to arrive on Thursdays to attend those places. From Thursday to Saturday were intense days. We became very quoted. My friend and I from day one. First because we were alone and being alone, we were more solicited by men or couples, because men were not allowed alone. Many of those who went were even. When they got to the parties, they split up and everyone went their way.
But it was really all because we were very beautiful and the younger ones. Then we were barely nineteen years old, we were fresh meat. So I think the third or fourth week in mid- October, I met both of you good at the start. She was a very striking couple. They were newlyweds, as she told me later, the all- fortunate, very beautiful, light- eyed, mature, and she was an impressively beautiful blonde, with jumpy eyes and a very young heart attack body. Also, although
I had some encounters with girls. It wasn' t my fort. She lured me, but I don' t think she was into women and she never met her. He immediately repaired on me and on the first chance he had he sought me out and we did. It was something really extraordinary. He was extraordinary. That same day we didn' t say anything, but I left hoping to see him again at a next party. He was very sought after by the girls. Come on he had with what, but he
was always with his wife or sometimes in some trade with another couple. Only when he separated from her, did he only seek to do it with me. It was something that was implied in our eyes. At the next party I wasn' t with anyone, just him and so next time and the next after that, when we were together. He wouldn' t allow anyone to interfere in our moments, not even my friend without realizing it. I got hold of him. It was very eloquent and we could have a pleasant
conversation during sex while looking you in the eye. I don' t know how he did it, but he felt so good. He felt like someone who conveyed a lot of confidence and made him reliable. I never gave him my name, only the pseudonym Claudete and who came from Margarita Island. Only that I didn' t see the time for the next party to see him, and that' s how we had it. I think about two or three months. I never demanded anything from him, and he didn' t
propose anything to me either. We just wanted to meet at the next meeting. In a meeting with him, I got nauseous and threw up on him. She was pregnant. He asked me why if I was pregnant and I said no, but I was doubtful, and he insisted on taking me to the exams the next day, but I refused and left there all scared. I had noticed that I was several weeks late. I felt the world came upon me and only then did I think of my parents and their acuns. I lived at my aunt' s, Herminia, Dad' s sister.
I spent several days without leaving the house all scared. Then my aunt noticed my vomit and immediately told my dad. Then I realized what I had done I had lost the first semester. My dad took a flight and went to find me the day after my aunt told him and I took Margarita back. I felt very bad because I had let my parents down. Dad with his words, he was very hard on me. I was his illusion, his only illusion then and all the sacrifice he and Mom had made for me to
go to study in the capital had been in vain. However, they never lost faith in me within a few days I was already excited about the grandson or granddaughter and mother nice Say said that a child was an adventure no matter the circumstances, but I felt very bad. I had let them down and that was eating my soul and with about three months of pregnancy I let them know and out of nowhere. At the same time, my dad proposed a solution that he and Mom had talked about for a while. They' d
adopt you, raise you like their son and my younger brother. I would go back to study in the capital with the promise that I should study and graduate. I had to do it for my own good, since at that time a single mother was not very well seen with that new illusion, but this time it was to study and graduate as a doctor. I ended my pregnancy and two weeks after giving birth, my parents send me back to Caracas for the beginning of the new semester and to avoid becoming more attached to me
than I was already with you. If I had stayed for a few months, I would not have been able to leave so easily, with a lot of pain and a lot of willpower, swollen breasts, full of milk and a lot of effort and determination. I spent a stormy first semester again between the desire to return for you to the island and to look for Mario, because I never stopped thinking about him and trying to get good grades. More than once I went to the houses where the meetings were held, but I
didn' t find him. I went to several meetings looking for them, because they were always different places, but it seemed that the earth had swallowed it. As usual. The first time I knew some sites, but sometimes they were different places and it was short notice that the next site was advertised. After almost a year, I couldn' t find Mario, my friend, who was the one with the contacts. She had gone to live in
France and I didn' t know about her anymore. When I returned from Caracas, he took me to the studios and finished with good grades the first semester and returned to Margarita, to see you and see mom and dad. I really missed everyone. However, I could not stop thinking about Mario and reproached myself that I had been so foolish not to even ask him a phone or an address or where I worked. And he knew more about me about
that He was sure and telecommunications were harder before. The second semester was less difficult. I already knew Gustavo from the previous semester and this time we became study partners and in the third semester we became boyfriends. His maturity captivated me. He was someone who knew what he wanted and was very focused. Despite being so young. We were the same educated age of good manners. That ' s very traditional. He couldn' t know she was already a single
mother. Not at that time, let alone my sexual experiences. That' s why Dad and Mom had decided to adopt you in the family. Only Dad' s and Mom' s sisters knew and promised not to say anything to anyone else or their husbands, or their children. And that' s how the years went by. We saw each other on vacation or when studies allowed us to. Medicine is a very demanding career and, therefore, some
holidays did not travel to the island. That' s why I was your favorite sister whenever we saw each other, I would consent to everything and bring you lots of gifts. Gustavo and I finished the race at the age of six. Gustavo proposes to me and we get married soon. L after making rural ol, we stayed working in Caracas, in a hospital and a clinic. We got deep into work and career and that' s how the years went by. Then we arrived at the moment when they began the decision of
the second pregnancy. OK, let me ask you something here. In that year, Mario' s transfers to your bank account began. It was for your pregnancy of Juan or for me wait for you. I keep counting he found out about my existence on the island because of Mom' s death and Dad gave the news of the accident and the obituary. In the papers he recognized the last name and in the middle of a funeral home he appeared to me. I knew he lived on the island and avoided seeing him then hoping
to get lucky. It was like seeing a ghost. He saw you at the funeral home. He introduced you as a friend of our passes. If he asked you about your age and when you were born, not knowing that you were my parents' son, he took the bills and immediately assumed that you were our son because of our resemblance and drew his own conclusions, which
were not wrong. I guess, because of the stress of the moment you didn' t remember it when years later you met him again, as your father- in- law Certainly, the memories of that day are very vague. I was on sock I said convincedly going back a little after the Nausea episode, I disappeared and he never saw me again. He assumed that I had returned to the island and decided not to forget me. A month after he disappeared, he traveled to the island hoping to find me. He traveled
many times and went around all over the place waiting to see me. In his own words, he told me that if he had worked once when he found his sister, it had to work again. But I wasn' t going to find myself either, because for Mom and Dad' s plan to work out or get pregnant, it had to be hidden. So since I arrived from Caracas and for a little more than six months I didn' t
leave home, Mario was never going to find me. So and so he was traveling a week like this and a week not to the island years later, when his wife became pregnant with her first daughter, she felt much remorse for what he supposed had happened with me and with much doubt, but more than all, the certainty that she already had a son without giving up, decides to move to the island because she knew that I was from there and let fate unite us again, which did not happen until I visited her company
in March of that same year that Mom and Dad died. I knew that he was in margarita a few years ago, because he became an important name in the commercial arena and his name and face appeared in daisy diaries. So when I visited him in his office, I was going to give him a surprise attack. The first thing he asked me was about the pregnancy and I told him I' d lost it. He had a hard time believing it
and asked me the question. Many times. I didn' t want her to get involved with your mom and dad because I told them I didn' t know who I was pregnant with. Since I didn' t know him so well, then I didn' t know how he was going to act boiling. The result of the first child was that I decided to have another child with him, because there is nothing like him in your face. I didn' t tell him I' d gone to get pregnant with him either.
After that meeting, I expected to disappear again and this time forever. But that time I made the mistake of leaving my personal data in the security of access to their offices as a requirement to enter. Returning to the funeral home, after I confirmed that it was his son. He didn' t think the new pregnancy wasn' t his. He told me he wanted to take care of everything about you and the one he was on his way,
even though I had already planned to take you with me to Caracas. I barely heard about the accident, but then we started arguing why I didn' t want him involved in this new son. He had promised Gustavo and he was already excited about the pregnancy and wanted to go on. I also didn ' t want to end my marriage because I loved Gustavo. Despite the problems we had. It was always someone who gave me peace. I never had
trouble with infidelities. Not after living a time of sexual exchanges, after the burial of our parents, I spent three days in eternal discussions with Mario, not fighting, but trying to reach an agreement, which consisted in leaving me with my belly in peace as long as I allowed him to take care of you He convinced me to leave you on the island. That' s why
you stayed with Aunt Berta and he took care of everything. He transferred me monthly and I passed the money to Auntie for you I always thought I had a very generous aunt. I said Auntie' s inheritance with some disappointment. When he died in two thousand one, it was Mario who sent it to you. Then I talked to Uncle Jorge, widower of Aunt Berta, to
give it to you. Now everything makes more continuous sense. Please. After I went to Caracas, I had your brother a year back to the island I realized that everything was fine and I saw Mario again was that we talked a lot. Then we talked about what we had not been able to before us and everything we lived after I disappeared that I had never forgotten that I had moved to the island hoping to find myself, that I did not know that I was in Caracas again and did not look for me there. Being
such a big city, we never met again by coincidence. I didn' t forget it either, Mario. It wasn' t easy to forget my sex. With Gustavo he was well, he fulfilled his mission, he was satisfied and never a complaint about it. But with Mario it was something else. It was something completely different, it was something very special. From then on. Every year he went on vacation to the island, he was with him sometimes in his office and sometimes in an apartment near Platia or in a
house on Chana' s ranches. Mario offered me paradise several times, made proposals that I leave Gustavo who gave me a house or apartment there on the island or an entire building. If he wanted what he wanted. He gave it to me only in exchange for being the other, but I couldn' t be the other. I didn' t want to. He also didn ' t want to do that to Gustavo and much less to Juan or Mario
' s wife and family. Enough with the sporadic encounters. Besides, I had my career and already had a reputation in Venezuela and I was already in Mexico specializing, and that was above all else. Gustavo had tricked me several times with some nurses and some other doctor. In the world of medicine, among doctors and nurses, clinics and hospitals, infidelity is the order of the day, not for nothing, it is at the top of infidelity. It ' s the most infidelity race in the world. However, we never let
that go. After living the world of couple exchanges and promiscuity, I felt mature and confident enough to understand what it means and implies variety among couples. And I let Gustavo know when I got pregnant, after much discussion that because of a passing infidelity of him, I wasn' t going to let our marriage end so easily that the day he really fell in love with another woman. He told me that I, without any scandal, left him the free
way. I just asked him to be discreet. Of course, I let him know that I was going to do the same thing and although he wanted to complain, he had no choice but to agree. From then on, every time he went to the island he was with Mario and he learned to be more discreet and selective. Although once again there was a little rumor out
there, nothing was confirmed he had learned. And so the years went by until you met the sea When you finally told me you had a serious girlfriend, I was glad, but when you told me the name, he gave me everything and without thinking about it I called right away. Obviously, he already knew and traveled all the way here to talk to me. Before I talked to you. Mario had a very convincing lip, such a peculiar way
of making you accept things in his own way. I wrapped you up in such a way and always argued to fate that things happened for one reason or another and that what happened would always be the best. And he swore to me that he had nothing to do with that encounter when I tried to blame him because he was fascinated and or celebrated that time always gave him the reason
for it and he never made a mistake. I couldn' t give up so easily on such a fanciful argument and gave him the medical reasons for the inbreeding that courtship couldn' t go on there. That' s when I get the pearl that his wife is his sister and that they had four beautiful children without any problems, I was going to give myself a sheath in front of such flamboyance. Obviously, I didn' t believe him and then he did something that would leave me in the heel. He called two people on
the phone and in front of me he told them the following. They barely answered someone' s gonna ask you a question. Please answer with the truth. I asked them who Mario' s wife really was and they both told me that besides his wife, she was his sister. You know who those people were. He asked me yes, Luciano and Lopenti exactly. They knew it since Mario found her, but Mario made them think they were only cousins at first. We don' t know when. He told them they were
brothers. He told me that since he saw her at the age of fifteen, he fell in love with her and waited two years until they finally met. Mario was a beautiful and romantic madman, but above all crazy I have no doubt that I still don' t understand how I let myself be convinced And I think it was because maybe deep down, maybe I was also in love with him. I traveled to the island several times without you knowing it, even four times I got to go in a year told Gustavo that I
came to see you for x problem or reason. And even more so after the death of our parents, he always understood that I missed you, especially because you were the only direct family I had left when Mom and Dad were alive, that we saw each other on some holidays and family parties, we practically ignored Gustavo, but it was because of the short time we saw each other. Then he gave me everything when you gave me the news that you
and Marus were getting married. In the days of giving me the news, I traveled to Margarita hoping to convince him to stop that madness and get me a Mario who jumped from joy. He was telling me that you were going to continue his legacy and apparently, he wasn' t wrong. You can ' t imagine what I cried then how I told you at that point that she was your sister. When you told me that you and Marus were separated, I thanked God, but my joy lasted as long as a peo in
a chinchorro immediately let go of my pearl that Maro was pregnant. Never in my life have I prayed so much for that baby to be born healthy. Every day I prayed to all the saints who crossed my path tell me that poor José Gregorio Hernández, as I prayed. I thanked heaven when you gave me the news that I was a healthy child and then the same day, in the afternoon, I knew of Carola' s twins, who were also yours. Mario told me a few hours after they were born and why you
didn' t tell me. You don' t know what I would' ve given to know about the twins. Then why didn' t you let me do it. He told me that he already had everything planned for your well- being and future, that everything was going to be all right.
He didn' t tell me, but after they were born and you, who were in Margarita, were starting in the United States and because he thought that if he told me earlier that she was going to make the drop that would spill the glass and that would make me tell you everything, but I couldn' t do it. I panicked of just thinking about telling you and ruining Mario' s blessed plans, and if I found out harshly, Marus would have found out again. He thanked heaven and all the saints that these
girls were also born healthy. I thought all that was over and everything was there. However, Mario, after they turned fourteen, told me that the girls already knew each other and that he would soon tell you about the existence of the twins. Then I' d do it by the age of sixteen. He made silence and tears ran down his face, but Mario died and I couldn' t attend the funeral. I was preparing for an extremely important operation of an influential person on the day of the funeral and that could not
be suspended or distracted, let alone delegated that operation. It was a failure. Finally, Mario' s death did affect me, so months later I decided to retire from surgery at the end of the Neurology Convention in Los Angeles last year. Now I' m just giving one more talk at the university. I do diagnostics and counseling when I' m asked to. After Mario was recommended not to have more sex. Our communication became much more frequent.
We talked hours on the phone, at least once a week. When you separated from Maru, He told me about your adventures in the Caribbean and gave me the good news of the business. Many times when you and I talked. I already knew what you were going to tell me. Mario was happy with you and always spoke with great pride about you. I was proud of you.“ He loved you deeply,” he said with his eyes in glove. Obviously, I had watery eyes, too. I was understanding and
assimilated a lot of things. All the benefits Mario gave me had a reason and was aware of who I was. For him. Then I understood his big smile. When Maru took me to meet his family, He welcomed me with open arms and his happiness so great when I asked for his hand, when I separated from her, He never reproached me and gave me all his support. Now he understood everything. I realized it was crazy and I felt a bunch of mixed feelings for not really knowing what to feel at the time.
I sunk my face in my hands and breathed deep breaths several times avoiding the crying that had to the flower of skin, but I came to mind his image in the coffin and knowing that my partner, my friend and my father- in- law whom I considered a father was really my father. He disarmed me and I cried. She let me cry for a while until she couldn' t stand it and came up to me. He hugged me and we cried. We both hugged each other like when we were much younger.
His hugs were always very strong. And now I understood why after a long time, already calmer and whining we sat down you don' t know the magnitude of all this madness of Mario. He instilled it in my daughters. What do you mean he made my daughters see that that was okay, that incest is okay, that there' s nothing wrong with it. Since last year, girls have sex with each other and since I met the twins, all three of them did everything they could to get us to do it.
They did yes, they spent a year trying to sleep in ns. They sat in a drunkenness I grabbed. One of them made me an affellation. Anyway, they had tried everything until they finally did. What they did, he asked, waiting for him to say something other than that. The obvious. That' s what I got, but how did you get caught and what did you do to avoid it? Nothing, I didn' t do anything. I was tied to the bed and they did it to me.
I was mounted and went to the cock no Mames said amazed exaggerating his Mexican accent that I found fun hehe. That was almost a few weeks ago, at dinner the night before his birthday. They gave me a sleeping pill in the drink and Unciaalis. When I wake up. The next day he was tied up in bed. I remembered that she still didn' t know about the heart attack, that it wasn' t a heart attack, and
one of the gems had already done it and Andrea was on me. When Maru showed up with a cell phone in his hand recording everything and scared the hell out of me, he gave me a heart attack and I told him everything that happened. Then and then, my God, that' s crazy. But son, you could have died. He said very worried and the exams are all fine. There' s nothing else if you want. I ' ll give you some tests tomorrow. A great friend here in Monterrey,
is one of the best cardiologists in the country. Yeah, don' t worry I interrupted her The only thing left to rule out is something from the long cuutí that for everything that happened was upset and I was given a later date for new exams, just to rule that out. It was all a sum of the situations of the moment, thank God. But it' s because Mario went crazy, not crazy. It' s not much. His plugs were blown off, I said with a certain scab, but I repaced
and continued. He wasn' t crazy. I just saw the world differently. He saw sex as something beautiful that must be free and full in all its forms and without limits. I pause and think then something strange that I wasn' t bisexual. I don' t hold back the laughter and we both laugh. Haha, how right you are, son. Hahaha herself. Cut the laugh. Realizing what he said, it' s okay, Mother, I' m just following him. It' s what we are, what we' ve always been. Nothing can change it and we will always
be. Son, you don' t know how sorry I am. He said with deep regret. If there had been another way to do things, I would have done it, but in my youth I didn' t have many options and if it hadn' t been for Dad I would have stayed, stayed on the island with you doing, I don' t know what and we wouldn' t be where we are now. Mario understood when he said that things were going through something that was always the best thing that could
happen. I always tried to find some flaw in his argument, but time took care to agree. What do you think would have happened. If I had told you that Maru was your sister before you got married, you wouldn ' t have had the daughters you have. You may have been entangled with the family, but with everyone, perhaps with some. That' s a lottery. Maybe Mario would have left you some inheritance, but surely someone in the family would sue so they wouldn' t give it to you. There
would have been some insurance problems. But it' s also possible that Mario would still give you the yacht handling, as he did in the beginning. If you' d told me she was scared sister, maybe right now she was saying the best. It' s what happens and that things go through something I would have done my life differently and I would have had another family.
Surely, either he would have remained like a flower- to- flower hummingbird, or perhaps he would have followed with mario everything would have been different for sure would have been fine and even grateful for how things would have happened, but it would have been the right thing to do. Obviously, today wouldn' t change anything that' s happened. If I were to be
born again knowing what would happen, I would do it again. I love my daughters with all my soul, I love the whole family and I would attend to the call to Malu when he wanted to tell me that I was pregnant and all thanks to what happened. But none of this seems to make a right sense. As much as I can cite the incestuous and pernicious idea as it may be, why do we see it as something very forbidden but very exciting. I don' t feel quite right about what happened with the
girls. I don' t want that to determine your life or make that important, let alone a vicious spiral or circle or a cycle that ends up repeating itself again and again until a tragedy happens. I want everyone to have their partner the way it should be, be it male or female, but out of the family circle, at least in the front line. I totally understand what you mean, but that' s not the worst. Which is the worst. Pedro, please don' t scare me. I' m
in love with Malo I' ve always been in love with Carola. I know that I love both of them in my life, and so do they. What happened almost eighteen years ago in the house began with Malo and now I can' t see her any other way, than as a sister primarily as she might be with her. Knowing that, now suppose he' s with her again. There will always be that white elephant in the room if we were to do it as a sport. It' s okay, why it could be sporadic, but I feel like I love you too much like
hiding something like that from you. They have manifested that they could live with their sister in sin, but ours is something different and we will go further. Bad, Carola, Marito his girlfriend and I haven' t done Orgies.
They are already aware of what is involved, but because they do not pose a relationship like the one I have with Malo and Carola in the future and with more children, at least with Carola Malu, Carola and I have even thought of a troist menu While Marito sees incest as something sporadic, a luxury that can be given from time to time. I don' t really know, but since I' ve been feeling a little uncomfortable. I feel weird about all this. Besides, I feel a lot of guilt for what
happened to Malo in the past when she aborted her uterus. He was filled with very deep scars and now he can' t have children. He' s got serman syndrome, he' s been my chryse, yeah, that ay son.“ How sorry I am,” he said with great regret and saw his face become even more saddened. All right, claudete, I called her by the pseudonym to ease the emotional burden of the moment. The past doesn' t matter from here on out, it' s up to
me to solve this rice with heheje mango The pseudonym is beautiful. That was my friend' s idea. She lived talking about France. I dreamed of living in Paris and said that I would have been a good French woman. Why, according to her, I had the French genotype. It says with a certain nostalgia. You never thought about going back to a couples exchange. A lot when I went back to Caracas to study, my feet were biting for going to find Mario and I went, but I never saw him again.
But the determination to fulfill Dad' s promise was greater. When I became Gustavo' s girlfriend, I had to repress many things to which he disagreed or felt uncomfortable, but it was the same career that opened his eyes and the mind was more open- minded so to speak, and half satisfaction in every possible way of Gustavo, I cannot complain. Him. It was my safe haven. Like every couple, we' ve had our highs and lows, but together we' ve moved on and got to where we are.
Why did Mario keep sending money until just before he died? I asked him at a certain point because he was stubborn as a mule. After your aunt' s inheritance. I told him no more that was no longer necessary, and he told me that until the end of his days he will continue to send money for as long as he could not take care of you.
I didn' t touch the money in that account and one day I saw that I had too much and claimed it, told me to do with it whatever I wanted, that I wasn' t going to stop doing it, but I always assumed that I did it for Juan. Then I decided to use it in Juan Miguel' s education and then, when he got married, we gave him a house between Gustavo and me which is still quite a
lot. I' ll give it to you from Hern We talked all night now my brother and his career also in the medicine of his family, my nephews and other things that I still didn' t know about her and how was his university career of sometimes that Mario visited her in Mexico. After Mario visited his companies in Miami and we met then he went straight to Mexico and as a proud father told him about his son' s progress, or after I spoke to Mario on the phone, he ran to call her. He
told me that Mario met Juan on a visit he made to Monterrey. He was in her office and at that time, Juan went to visit her as a newly graduated colleague. She had worried why she thought Mario was going to be foolish in wanting to enter into a relationship with him, but he always respected his decision and the word he had given her. She stood up, went into the house and found me a picture of John in his twenties.
I didn' t remember him so young, even though we met many times, he has a lot like me, but then he showed me a picture he had of Mario in his twenty- five years that he gave her reason for that visit to his office. When he met him and I went crazy seeing the two photos together, they both had the same look and had a very subtle resemblance to Marito. We kept talking about the family and the things that had happened last year that kept her mouth open many times, but she
felt some discomfort. I kept thinking about how bad and how bad this could be and how it could affect us. I wouldn' t know how to tell her how she was gonna take it. I was hoping that she would keep surprising me, as she has so far, but I really didn' t know what to think. The biggest problem would be and will always be Maru. I keep thinking she' s right. As for all this incest and knowing that we are brothers will not please him at all. That I
can have for sure. That would be the atomic bomb mom. We also talked a lot about our youth. Now I could understand a lot of things that had gone unnoticed by me why we were separating from the rest when there were family reunions and being pampered completely by my sister. Also Every time I wanted something, my mother said let me check with your sister. She became largely a supplier in the house and was now falling into account. But it
wasn' t until our parents died that he saw Mario again. What she produced before that was from her own pro- effort to the fateful date. We weep a lot, hug each other with strength and we weep several times even though we have remained distant. We had always maintained communication and there was a lot of affection in our meetings and that was not going to diminish. I want you to increase our contact. I love you more in my life
and that of your granddaughters. I don' t know if they should know or not, but for now I want to keep this a secret as much as I can. Don' t worry now that I' m retired. I want and I can dedicate myself to travel. I' ve already talked to Gustavo and he' s supporting me in my travel. He hasn' t thought about retiring yet, even though he mentioned it to me. Then we can maintain more contact and I too would prefer this to be kept secret
son, I don' t know how to take it. Gustavo if this comes between you and your brother, let alone think about it, I don ' t know how to take the knowledge that he' s not my only child, let alone that they' re both children of the same father. I do think the same thing. We don' t know how they can take it. I know and I could be sure that most on the other side of the family will take it easy, including the girls, but I know in advance that Maru will not take it well and mother- in-
law, I have no doubt that she will accept it. Ever since Mario died, she and I have become very close and we' ve both supported each other in everything. I can keep John a secret. She also didn ' t agree very much with what Mario wanted to do and did, but, as you say to, he was very difficult to say no and to
know that he had sex with his nephew and got pregnant. That' s no worse than doing it with his brother and having four children, but with all the near tragedy that has happened afterwards they give him reason to be against it. I still don' t get out of my astonishment with all that stuff about everyone getting pregnant. Where you put your eye, you put the bullet I can tell you I swear I don' t know what happened to
me when I moved to that house. I have always thought that this house is haunted, because when I separated from Maru and went to the Caribbean and then Maami made a normal life with some couples while I was out of the house, no infidelities, no promiscuities, no less threesomes or orgies even girlfriends of years and I was faithful. And now that I' m back in that house, after Mario' s death, I did it again with everyone,
including Maru and Marito' s girlfriend. And this is family, because even orgies have made Marito, his girlfriend and I with a couple of cousin twin daughters of Luciano, who do not eat count in doing it between them, less with us although I have still expressed my desire for her. She didn' t want it because of what happened 18 years ago. I do know what happened to you and what still happens to you and happened to your daughters when they met and met you. In the case of the twins,
he tells me very serious. That' s called genetic sexual attraction asg or, by the acronym SGS, fill exact traction and Mario always knew it. He lived it in his own flesh when he met his sister and saw it in you. He and I talked about it at some point when he tried to justify your infidelity to Maru with Carola. There is only one book written
on the subject GS in the early 1980s. In it he suggests that romantic love and erotic excitement may be the late byproduct of a lost bond that would normally have taken place between a father and his newborn child or between siblings who had been separated by adoption or other forms, such as children outside marriage. Many of these people, as adults, feel a need to go through that
closeness that was early lost. It can become sexual or maybe not. When it becomes sexual, that impulse leads to sex and seems to be more common among brothers and sisters who grew up apart. After this publication, very few studies have been done, but nothing conclusive or deepened, and the GS is still considered a mystery and more as a taboo derived from incest, although by definition it does not qualify as such in some cases, as there are registered
cases of couples who did not know they had blood ties. One theory says that we are printed from birth with certain familiar tic characters with which we feel comfortable and that finally we are attracted many of these cases are determined because people see their own characteristics, both physical and personality traits in the relative of the opposite sex or, in some cases, of the same sex that they have just met. But, like everything else, some cases have not always had
happy endings. Some studies have revealed that this type of relationship brings emotional and psychological consequences to already established couples, and some of them are achieved with a relative who was separated from in his childhood and traumas that modify his lifestyle,
some serious, others not so much. The most common cases are for couples who, some time after they are established, learn in some way and now recently by DNA studies, which are directly related, either among browns thirteen children or between siblings. Some decide to continue, others decide to separate, and in both cases, some of those who continued later separated and some of those
who separated are reunited. Many relate it directly to the actual incest that happens between direct relatives who kept their contact close all their lives and that the GS is only a variant. But son, none of this is yet official, since there are no deep investigations. Few informal research has been done in this regard and in the absence of a more scientific explanation, because the author of the book was not a scientist. She only reflected her own experience and many
cases she met as head of an adoption organization. In the United States, the inherent and almost universal social taboo around incestin sex means that G is often accompanied by debilitating feelings, guilt and depression. Because of the illegal nature of these relationships, in many countries, most of those affected will be forced to hide the relationship or deny it well. That' s not our case. I believe more and more I wish my sisters now. So much for today ' s chapter until the next one.