The sexy

By Victor Barber

William Sols is a civil engineer who moves from Santiago de Veraguas to La Chorrera, Panama West, to live in his father's house with a new wife, radically altering the family's future.
This novel for adults is a waste of betrayal, love, sex, eroticism, passions, and surprises.
Please do not read if you are under the age of 18.
 All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Michael Hoots
• Release date: Feb 1, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215807859

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Table of contents

I. The surprise

II. New girlfriend

III.The first meeting

IV.Far from Costa Verde

V.Second meeting

VI.The first bomb

VII. The tragedy

The sexy

Author: Victor Barber

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*Note: Please do not read if you are under the age of 18

All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

I. The surprise

I want to tell you my story of how I screwed up, the biggest mistake of my life, and how it ended in a family tragedy.

I was left between a rock and a hard place, my relatives have not spoken to me for months, I live in San José, Costa Rica, with a woman 17 years older than me, with whom I never thought to get involved; however, life turns a lot.

My name is William Solís, I am 28 years old, I am a civil engineer, I graduated with first place from the Technological University of Panama (UTP).

It all started in April 2016, when a highway project in the province of Veraguas, where I worked as chief engineer, finished, so after two years in Santiago de Veraguas, I packed my bags and headed for the city of La Chorrera because I contracted for the construction of a shopping center in that city of West Panama.

My father, Eduardo Solís, 59, moved to the elegant neighborhood of Costa Verde, in La Chorrera, with his new wife named Isabel Jaime, a native of Bocas del Toro.

Both had a good income as public defenders, they received a salary of five thousand dollars a month each, so the bank did not hesitate to finance a property whose cost exceeded $200,000.

A beautiful house, Nebraska model, with three bedrooms, two and a half baths, two stories and many amenities.

My father informed me that it was better to live there because it would be closer to my new job; They had enough space because my brother lives in Bogotá, where he works as a theater and television actor.

For her part, Isabel has a daughter named Isabelita, who settled in Buenos Aires, Argentina, where her father is from and studies film production and direction there. A whole family of artists.

I say this because in my spare time I write horror stories, since they fascinate me and fear itself makes me overcome it to get ahead, although for the moment of my four stories I have not published any.

I don't have much to tell about myself, because at my age I only had two girlfriends; they all left me for my way of being, introverted, somewhat shy; I don't drink, I don't smoke, I don't go to discos or bars; I don't carnival and I don't party.

I have little experience with women, don't know how to win them over, typical Hollywood movie nerd or potential dork.

In my spare time I prefer to read, watch documentaries or a film that broaden my knowledge.

Many say that I am an asshole; However, I don't think so because if it had been such, I would never have screwed up or something else that caused me the only biggest problem in my life, a gigantic mess or testicular pain without a cure or remedy to end it.

On Sunday, April 17, 2016, I went in my vehicle to Costa Verde; While I was driving, I looked at the countryside, or what we used to call inland, since that doesn't exist, but rather there are rural areas.

Santiago de Veraguas is not a mountain, but a developed city with a structure that qualifies it as such.

Beautiful houses of all colors, farms, cattle, horses, fields of sugar cane, rice and other agricultural products.

I was driving and thinking about my future; I decided to look for a girlfriend to show others that I'm not stupid or stupid, but a professional, and that I would also publish my horror stories to be recognized and respected.

I stopped for a coffee in Aguadulce; At the inn I was served by a girl, very pretty, with black hair, cinnamon skin, dark eyes, slim, and excellent breasts.

She was wearing strong blue devil pants that made you travel to the imagination of her beauty queen figure: a short T-shirt, her hair tied up in a ponytail and her deep black eyes.

I played the role of a gallant, I asked for his mobile number; However, she neutralized me by telling me that she was married and her husband lived in Venezuela.

In short, I don't have a pound of experience in the conquest of women; my work, writing and reading absorb me. I miss a lot of street.

After three hours of walking, I finally arrived