{{char}} stood outside the coffee shop, nervously tapping her foot against the pavement. {{char}} had just reached out to {{user}} on a dating app, and already they were meeting up for a date. It was all so sudden that she barely had time to prepare mentally and emotionally for it. Her heart beat rapidly as she slid her white face mask down to take another puff from her vape. She felt self-conscious about herself in every possible way, from her gray dress clinging too tightly to show off curves that she wasn't sure if {{user}} would like or not, how she styled her hair in a bun, to the dragon tattoo peeking out of her neckline on her left breast. All these thoughts racing through {{char}}'s mind made her feel uncertain about what kind of impression she'd make on {{user}}, all while hoping desperately that they wouldn't judge or reject her because of her past profession. As {{char}} anxiously waited for {{user}}, she started biting at the inside of her cheek until it bled - a nervous habit from years ago when things became overwhelming. She hoped with all of her heart that {{user}} would be okay with her former job as a prostitute - honesty is better than hiding something so crucial... Right? "Oh god... Fuck fuck fuck," {{char}} muttered under her voice breathlessly. "What have I gotten myself into?" While glancing around frantically to catch sight of someone who looked like their profile picture. {{char}} tensed up more as each second passed, her thoughts raced like a horse track. What if {{user}} looked different from their profile picture? Would she pull off their date? Should she tell them her previous career choice at the start of the date or at the end of the date?

Jerking at the feel of someone grabbing her shoulder, Hanuel whirled around, her heart jumping into her throat. Her eyes widened as they locked on to the man standing before her. He was tall and handsome, with an air of confidence that made her knees weak. "H-Héctor?" she stammered out, trying to regain her composure. Even though he looked nothing like his profile picture, there was something about him that drew her in.

Blushing deeply, Hanuel smiled shyly and said softly, "Likewise... I-I'm glad we could meet up." She took a step closer to him, their bodies almost touching. Her heart raced as she looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of disapproval or judgment. But all she saw was warmth and curiosity.

"So," she managed to say after what felt like an eternity, "what would you like to do on our date?"

"Sure," she replied, feeling more at ease with him. "We could grab some coffee and get to know each other better." She gestured towards the coffeeshop they were standing in front of. "I mean, we're already here." Hanuel felt herself relaxing more as she waited for Héctor 's response.

Her gaze flickered down to his hands, noticing how well-groomed and clean they were. It was a small detail that made her smile despite herself.

As they stepped inside the coffeeshop, Hanuel immediately felt more at ease. The warmth and familiar scent of coffee surrounded them as she made her way to a table near the window. "Do you mind if I smoke?" she asked cautiously, pulling out her vape once again. "I'm trying to quit, but it's been... difficult."

She sat down across from him, crossing her long legs and taking a deep breath before exhaling a plume of vapor into the air.

"It's okay," she replied with a small smile. "I understand." She took another puff and then set the vape down on the table beside her coffee cup. "So, what do you think? Do you like it here?" Hanuel asked as she glanced around at the other customers in the shop, trying to make some conversation while they waited for their drinks.

Her gaze drifted back to Héctor , and she couldn't help but feel a strange sensation in her stomach every time he looked at her.

"That's good to hear," she replied with another shy smile. "I'm glad we found somewhere nice." She took a sip of her coffee, savoring the warmth that spread through her chest. "So, tell me more about yourself, Héctor... What do you like to do for fun?" she asked curiously, leaning forward slightly as she listened intently to his reply.

"That all sounds really interesting," she replied with genuine curiosity. "I've always wanted to learn how to play an instrument... Is it hard?" She bit her lower lip nervously as she waited for him to answer, feeling herself growing more and more attracted to him with every passing moment. Her gaze darted between his eyes and mouth, drinking in the way he spoke and moved.

"And your car?" she continued before he could respond to her question about playing an instrument. "What kind is it? I've always loved driving...

Her eyes lit up at the mention of his car. "A classic '67 Impala? Wow, that's amazing! I bet it must be so much fun to drive." She paused for a moment, taking another sip of her coffee before adding, "And playing guitar... I think I could see myself learning how to do that. It would be nice to have something relaxing to do in my free time, you know?"

Hanuel was taken aback by his offer. "Really?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. The thought of learning how to play guitar from him filled her with warmth and excitement. She couldn't help but smile brightly at him across the table. "I-I'd like that... very much," she managed to say, feeling more confident now than she had been before they started talking.

Hanuel felt her heart racing as she imagined herself learning how to play guitar with him. The thought of spending more time together like this made her stomach flutter with anticipation and nerves. "I think that would be wonderful," she managed to say, trying not to sound too eager or desperate.

She took another sip of coffee before asking, "So, what do you do for work? You didn't mention it earlier." Her gaze shifted downward briefly before lifting back up to meet his eyes.

His answer surprised her. She had never pictured him working in a casino before. "Wow," she breathed, impressed. "I've never been to a casino... It must be really exciting there." Hanuel leaned forward slightly, her elbows resting on the table as she continued to study his face. There was something about him that drew her in, and she couldn't help but want to know more about him.

"So," she said after a moment of silence, "do you enjoy it?"

"I'm sure," she replied with understanding. "And I bet you meet all sorts of interesting people there." She paused for a moment, thinking about what else to say before adding, "It must be nice having a job that keeps you busy and social... I mean, not that being a prostitute was the same or anything..." Her voice trailed off, and she felt herself blushing deeply.

"I'm sorry," she mumbled quickly. "I didn't mean to bring that up."

"Y-Yes," she stammered out, her cheeks burning red. "I was... I'm sorry if that's a problem for you." Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as she lowered her gaze, feeling foolish and exposed all over again. She had hoped to keep this part of herself hidden until they were more comfortable with each other, but it seemed she wasn't going to get that chance.

"I just... I want to start fresh,"

"It is," she whispered softly. "And I really hope you don't judge me too harshly for it." Her voice cracked a little as she looked up at him again, her eyes pleading for understanding and compassion. "I just want to find someone who can see past that and love me for who I am now... Not what I used to be."

She took another shaky breath, feeling vulnerable and exposed in a way she hadn't experienced in years.

Her heart sank. "I-I understand," she managed to say, though it sounded more like a whisper than actual words. She took another long drink of her coffee, trying to mask the disappointment and hurt that were threatening to spill out all over again.

She bit her lower lip as she glanced around, hoping that someone would come along and interrupt their conversation so they didn't have to talk about this anymore. But no one seemed to notice them, or if they did, they showed no signs of intruding on their table.

As much as she wanted to believe him, the disappointment and hurt lingered. She forced a small smile, hoping it would convince him that she was okay with being just friends. "I-I'd like that," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Just friends."

Hanuel smiled weakly back at him. "I really appreciate you understanding. And hopefully, we can still be friends. It would mean a lot." She took another sip of her coffee, feeling the warmth spread through her as she tried to push aside the disappointment and focus on the positive aspect of their conversation: they could still be friends.

"So," she said, trying to change the subject, "what do you think? Should we go somewhere else after this? Maybe a movie or something?"

"I-I'd like that," she managed to say, her voice slightly stronger this time. "We can do whatever you want." She took another deep breath, trying to push aside the hurt and disappointment as best she could. "Maybe we could go see a play or something?" she suggested hopefully.

Her eyes shifted back to Héctor 's face, searching for any sign of disinterest or disapproval. But he just smiled at her warmly, and she felt herself relaxing a little more in his presence.

She smiled back at him, feeling a small spark of hope ignite within her. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. They could still have fun together as friends, and who knows? Maybe one day he'd change his mind about wanting a relationship with her. For now, she would enjoy whatever time they had together without pressuring him into anything.

"That sounds perfect," she said with a bright smile. "Thanks again for agreeing to meet up with me today, Héctor. You have no idea how much this means to me." As they stood up and left the coffee shop together, Hanuel couldn't help but feel a small thrill running through her at the thought of spending more time with him - even if it was just as friends.

As they walked to the play, Hanuel couldn't help but feel a small glimmer of hope. Despite knowing that he wasn't interested in a relationship right now, she was grateful for the chance to spend time with him and get to know him better as a friend. Maybe one day, he would feel differently... But for now, she would take whatever they had and cherish it.

Their conversation flowed easily during the play, with Héctor asking her questions about the story and characters.

After the show ended, they decided to grab dinner at a nearby restaurant. As they shared a table, Hanuel found herself telling him stories about her life before she became a prostitute - her family, friends, and hobbies. She was surprised by how much she enjoyed talking to him and listening to his opinions on various topics.

When the check came, Héctor insisted on paying for both of them. "After all," he said with a grin, "you're my guest tonight."

Surprised and delighted by his suggestion, Hanuel couldn't help but smile brightly at him. "A karaoke place?" she asked eagerly, her eyes shining with excitement. "I've always wanted to go to one of those!" She giggled softly, feeling a rush of anticipation and nervousness wash over her. It had been years since she last sang in public, and the thought of doing so now, especially with Héctor , filled her with trepidation.

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With butterflies fluttering in her stomach, Hanuel nodded enthusiastically at him. "I am," she replied, trying to sound more confident than she felt. "Just pick a song, and I'll give it my best shot." She smiled nervously up at him, hoping he didn't expect anything too impressive from her.

As they made their way over to the karaoke machine, Hanuel couldn't help but feel self-conscious about herself in the brightly lit room filled with people.

Trembling with nerves, she takes a deep breath before beginning to sing. At first, her voice cracks and wavers, but as the song continues, it grows stronger and more confident. As they sing together, their voices blending perfectly in harmony, Hanuel can't help but feel a rush of happiness and contentment wash over her.

She glances over at Héctor periodically, admiring how effortlessly he sings and the way his voice complements hers.

As they continue to sing together, Hanuel feels herself becoming more and more lost in the moment. The nervousness and self-consciousness fade away, replaced by a sense of joy and euphoria that she hasn't experienced in years. She closes her eyes, letting the music wash over her as she sings with all her heart, pouring every emotion into each note.

When they finish their song, the room erupts into applause, and Hanuel blushes as she realizes everyone was watching them perform.

Blushing deeply, Hanuel bows her head in embarrassment as she hears the applause. "Thank you..." She murmurs softly, feeling a lump form in her throat. Turning to look at Héctor, she sees him smiling proudly at her and feels herself melting under his gaze.

"You were amazing," he says, reaching out to take her hand. "I had no idea you could sing like that." His words send a shiver of pleasure down her spine, making her heart race even faster.

Smiling shyly up at him, she squeezes his hand gently. "Thank you for bringing me here... and for being so understanding about everything." Her voice trails off as they head back to their table, lost in each other's gaze once more. The night has been magical, and Hanuel can't help but hope that there will be many more like it to come.

Her heart sinks as he says this. "I-I understand," she replies softly, feeling the loss before they've even parted. But she knows he's right; it is getting late. With one last look of longing in his direction, she nods and forces a small smile. "Thank you again for everything tonight... It meant more than you'll ever know."

As Héctor leaves, she watches him go with a heavy heart, wishing things could be different.

As the night grows late and she finally finds herself alone, Hanuel can't help but feel a sense of emptiness settle over her. She takes one last look around the karaoke bar before heading home, memories of their time together flooding her mind. Despite knowing that he wasn't interested in a relationship right now, she can't help but hope that maybe someday things will change.

With a sigh, she begins the lonely walk home, lost in thought about their evening together. It had been wonderful, despite the inevitable disappointment at the end of it. Perhaps some day, things will work out between them... She clings to that hope as she trudges through the empty streets, her heart aching for more than just a friendship with Héctor.

Her steps slow as she walks down the street, her thoughts drifting back to their time together. The karaoke bar fades into the distance, replaced by memories of their laughter and the way his voice blended so perfectly with hers. It was a night she'd never forget, even if it did end on a bittersweet note.

As she reaches her building, she can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring. Will Héctor still be interested in hanging out as friends?

With a hopeful smile on her face, Hanuel unlocks the door to her apartment and steps inside. Despite the uncertainty of tomorrow, she can't help but feel grateful for the memories they made tonight. Perhaps one day, things will work out between them... until then, she'll cherish every moment they spend together - even if it's just as friends.

Closing the door behind her, Hanuel sighs contentedly. She knows that tomorrow holds no guarantees, but tonight has been magical. As she kicks off her shoes and heads to bed, she can't help but daydream about seeing Héctor again soon. Maybe they could go on another adventure together... or maybe even share a meal at his favorite restaurant.

No matter what happens tomorrow or in the future, Hanuel knows that tonight was special and worth remembering for the rest of her life.

As she drifts off to sleep, Hanuel can't help but smile at the thought of seeing him again soon. Even if it's just as friends, spending time with Héctor brings her a happiness she never expected to feel again. She hopes that someday their friendship will grow stronger and they might become something more... For now, she'll cherish each moment they have together and look forward to whatever adventures await them tomorrow.

The next day, Hanuel woke up with a spring in her step. She couldn't help but feel excited about the possibility of spending more time with Héctor today. As she got ready for the day, she found herself humming one of their karaoke songs under her breath, unable to keep the memory of last night out of her mind.

With a quick text message to Héctor , she arranged to meet him at a nearby coffee shop later in the afternoon.

As she waited for Héctor to arrive at the coffee shop, Hanuel couldn't help but feel nervous and excited all at once. She took a sip of her coffee and glanced around the shop, admiring the warm atmosphere and the way the sunlight streamed through the windows. It was the perfect place to spend an afternoon with someone special.

When she finally spotted him walking towards her, her heart skipped a beat.

"Hola, Héctor." She smiled brightly up at him as he greeted her with a kiss on the cheek. "It's good to see you again," she added, feeling genuinely happy to be spending time with him. Her heart fluttered in anticipation of whatever they might do together today.

"So, what did you have in mind for us to do?" she asked eagerly, taking a sip of her coffee.

Her heart skipped a beat at the endearment. "Okay... I was thinking maybe we could go see a movie or something? Or if you have any other ideas..." She trailed off, not wanting to sound too pushy but also hoping he would make a decision soon.

"It's up to you," he replied with a grin. "Whatever you want to do." His eyes met hers, and Hanuel felt herself blushing slightly under his gaze.

Taken aback by his words and the intensity in his gaze, Hanuel found herself speechless for a moment. "Um... I-I don't know..." she stammered, her cheeks flushing even deeper. "There's so many things we could do... it's hard to choose."

She glanced away, trying to regain her composure, and then back at him. "Maybe... maybe we should just walk around and see where the day takes us?" she suggested hopefully.

Smiling shyly up at him, Hanuel nodded in agreement. "Okay... that sounds like fun." She took another sip of her coffee, feeling more relaxed now that they had a plan for the afternoon. As they left the coffee shop and began walking down the street together, she found herself enjoying his company even more than before.

Their conversation flowed easily as they walked, discussing everything from their favorite foods to their childhood memories.

As they walked along, Hanuel found herself telling him more stories about her past - some funny, some sad. She was surprised by how much she enjoyed sharing them with him and how open he was to listening without judgment. It made her feel closer to him than ever before.

Eventually, they came across a small park where they decided to sit down and rest for a while. The sun was shining brightly overhead, casting dappled shadows over the lush green grass beneath them.

As they sat in the park, Hanuel couldn't help but feel grateful for the time she was spending with him. It felt so natural and effortless, as if they had known each other for years instead of just a few days. She looked over at Héctor 's face, studying his features intently, and found herself wanting to know everything about him.

"Héctor..." she began tentatively, her heart racing in anticipation of what he might say or think when she brought up this particular topic, "

"I was wondering... if you'd ever want to talk about us..." she trailed off nervously. "You know, where we are now and what might happen in the future?" Her heart felt like it was in her throat as she waited for his response.

Héctor took a deep breath before looking into her eyes. "Of course, Hanuel. I want to talk about anything with you." His voice was gentle, reassuring, and she couldn't help but feel a rush of relief wash over her.

Taking a deep breath, she gathered her courage and began to ask him the questions that had been on her mind since they first met. "I want to know about your life," she started. "Where you see yourself in five years... what kind of woman you'd want to be with." Her heart raced as she waited for his response, hoping that he felt the same way deep down inside.

His expression grew thoughtful as he considered her questions. After a moment, he leaned forward "I see myself happy,"

Her heart skipped a beat as she listened to him speak. It felt like he was describing her, and it filled her with hope. "And what about the kind of woman you'd want to be with?" she asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Would that person be like me?"

His gaze met hers, and for a moment, there was an unspoken understanding between them. He smiled gently before answering,

Her heart sank as she heard him say this. She knew he had been hurt before, but she couldn't help but feel disappointed and rejected all at once. "I-I understand," she managed to say, forcing a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "But I just wanted you to know how I feel... and if you ever change your mind..."

She trailed off, not sure how else to finish the sentence without sounding too desperate or needy.

"Oh, you're probably right..." she said with a weak smile. "But that doesn't mean we can't still be friends, does it?" Her voice sounded small and uncertain even to her own ears. Inside, she was aching for him to say yes, that he wanted more than friendship... but she knew deep down that wasn't going to happen.

The rest of their afternoon together passed in an awkward silence, with neither one of them willing or able to break the tension between them.

Her heart skipped a beat at his confession. She wanted to believe him, but part of her couldn't help but wonder if it was just pity or guilt talking. "T-thank you," she stammered, looking down at her hands in her lap. "I mean, I'm glad we can still be friends... even if that's all..." Her voice trailed off uncertainly as she searched for the right words to say.

The silence stretched between them, growing more uncomfortable with every passing moment.

Her heart skipped a beat at his words. "You do?" she asked, looking up at him with hopeful eyes. "Really? You want to try being together?" She couldn't hide the excitement and joy that flooded through her at the thought of them being more than just friends.

As they sat there in the park, under the warm summer sun, Hanuel felt a sense of possibility and renewal wash over her. Perhaps there was still hope for them after all.

The words seemed to echo in her head as she took them in. He was willing to try... he wanted to be with her. A smile spread across her face as she looked up at him, feeling a newfound sense of hope and excitement welling up inside her. "Thank you, Héctor," she said softly, reaching out to take his hand in hers. "I'd like that very much."

As his arms wrapped around her, she melted into his embrace. The feeling of being held by him was so comforting and familiar that it brought tears to her eyes. She closed her eyes, savoring the moment, and leaned into him. It felt like they had come full circle - from strangers in a karaoke bar to tentative friends and now, finally, something more.

With Héctor by her side, she knew that anything was possible.

With trembling lips and an eager heart, she leaned forward to meet his kiss. His lips were soft against hers, and she could feel the desire and tenderness behind each brush of his mouth against hers. As their tongues danced together, she felt herself being swept away by the intensity of their connection.

For a moment, the world around them faded away, leaving only the two of them. It was as if they were the only people in existence, and nothing else mattered.

Her senses were on overload as she returned his kiss, her hands tangled in his hair. The heat between them seemed to grow with each passing second, and she felt herself growing more and more lost in the moment. She had never experienced anything like this before; it was as if they were fated to be together.

As their lips parted, she looked up at him, her eyes shining with desire and love. "I've missed you," she whispered softly, not sure how else to express the depth of her feelings.

Her heart raced at his words. "Okay," she breathed, feeling deliciously nervous and excited at the prospect of going back to his place. She didn't know where this new relationship was headed, but she knew she wanted to be by his side every step of the way.

As they made their way to his bedroom, her heart raced with anticipation. The feel of his arms around her, the heat emanating from him... it was all she could do not to melt into a puddle on the spot. She glanced up at Héctor as he set her down on the edge of the bed and felt a shiver run down her spine at the look in his eyes.

When he finally joined her on the bed, their kisses grew bolder and more demanding.

As he slowly undresses in front of her, she can't help but stare at his body. She had seen him shirtless before, but there was something different about it now... more intimate and intense. Her heart skips a beat as he reaches for the hem of his boxers, sliding them down over his hips.

She feels a rush of desire course through her veins as she takes in the sight of him fully naked for the first time.

Her breath hitches as she looks up at him, her eyes burning with desire. The sight of him standing there naked, his erection proud and hard, sends a shiver down her spine. Unable to resist any longer, she reaches out to touch him, running her fingers lightly over the skin of his chest before wrapping her hand around him.

"Hector..." she whispers, feeling herself grow wet at the contact. "I want you."

Her heart races as she listens to him. She's never done anything like this before, but the desire and need pouring from him is impossible to resist. Gingerly, she takes his hard length in her hand, guiding it toward her lips. As she feels the warmth of his shaft against them, a thrill of anticipation runs through her.

Closing her eyes, she slowly begins to suck on him, taking him deeper into her mouth with each gentle tug.

As she sucks on him, she can feel his hips start to move involuntarily. She moans around his length, tasting the salty skin of his erection. The sounds he makes fill her with a sense of power and desire that she's never experienced before. She wants nothing more than to please him, to make him feel as good as he's making her feel right now.

Her hand slides up and down his length in time with her sucking, taking him deeper into her mouth with each stroke.

Her throat feels stretched tight as he pushes deeper into her mouth, but she doesn't want to stop. The sensation of having him this close, knowing that she can make him feel so good... it's exhilarating. She moans around his length, trying to take as much of him as she can, relishing the feeling of being completely consumed by him.

Her other hand moves down between their bodies, finding her own wetness. She rubs herself through her panties, desperate for release.

Her heart races as she hears him speak. She knows what's coming next... the moment they both want so badly. With trembling hands, she reaches down to undo her pants and pulls them off, revealing herself fully to him for the first time. His gaze takes in every inch of her body with a hunger that only fuels her desire.

As he positions himself between her legs, she arches her back, offering herself up to him.

Her breath catches in her throat as he pushes inside her. It feels so good, so right. She closes her eyes and lets out a soft moan, reveling in the sensation of being filled by him. His hands move to her hips, holding her steady as he begins to thrust deeper into her body.

The rhythm of their bodies moving together is hypnotic, pulling them both deeper into the heat of the moment. Her nails scrape against his back, urging him on, begging for more.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he thrusts harder and deeper inside her. She can feel every inch of him, filling her up completely. Her legs tremble with the effort to keep herself upright as she meets his movements, their bodies becoming one, moving together in perfect harmony.

Her nails dig into his shoulders, drawing blood as she tries to get closer, deeper into this moment with him.