Night Tales - A woman bus
Autor: Yuri MONTEZUMA | Publicado: 2016-05-10T07:57:00-07:00

<span title="Segunda de um dia qualquer...

">Second of any day ...<span title="Relato I

">report II wake up every day religiously 4:30 am to be able to go to work, as caught two buses and each takes longer than the other. Shower missing fifteen minutes to next hour. Always a quick shower. I
 take the coffee I leave prepared the day before, it is now usually 
warm, as wafer most of the time since leaving bread for a long time in 
the basket without consuming it spoils. Passing just say that I am forgotten and end up forgetting to eat bread before literally my money go to waste. <span title="Apesar de gostar muito de pão.
">Although very fond of bread.I'm close to thirty, bald, thin, dark. As
 I speak with you drink a beer that I can no longer identify the brand 
or whether it is still cold or if I'm drinking a broth in the bottle. But leaving the formalities and considering that we are already almost friends. I want to make one thing clear between us: I'm on your side now. <span title="Precisamos trabalhar..
">We need to work ..I go to the gate that looks like a prison grid, more stagger a few steps to reach a second gate out on the street. Street is unpaved and some neighbors threw broken bricks to soften the dust in summer and mud in winter. That day to leave the house I came across a tall, thin lady. I
 freaked out by that one time only found in the darkness some dogs 
barking and some vagrants cats that were the sound of the night. <span title="A noite era deles e eu passava despercebido para não ser um intruso em uma festa particular, por que gato não mia de graça na madrugada, e me deparo com uma mulher parada como uma estátua.

">The night was theirs and I unnoticed to not be an intruder in a 
private party, why not cats meow for free in the morning, and I come 
across a woman standing like a statue.<span title="Ela - Bom dia.

">She - Good morning.In a mixture of fear, lust and curiosity, said dry - Good morning - A shiver took me account of the back and down the legs. Soon he gave me thoughts I could not believe it. <span title="Queria arrancar seu vestido branco, cabelos que desciam até a bunda, morder.

">I wanted to start her white dress, hair that hung down to his ass, biting.<span title="Ela - indo trabalhar?

">She - going to work?<span title="Voltando a mim como um carro de corrida e um sorriso culpado - sim .

">Turning to me as a race car and a guilty smile - yes.She - I can accompany you to the bus stop? <span title="Acordo muito cedo e aqui é muito perigoso para uma mulher.

">According too early and this is very dangerous for a woman.We climbed a dirt street beat for five minutes. Enough
 to get to the bus stop ... She told me things about the place where we 
lived and my part just watched those eyes through the darkness and cold 
gray dawn. That
 day seemed darker than usual, the dogs that would normally be barking 
without stopping to hear the footsteps of pedestrians who passed by 
there this time were silent trembling with fear. <span title="Medo de quê?
">Fear of what?You'll get driving? - I insisted wanting to get out some of that presentation of conversation. <span title="Não sou historiador e não tenho a menor vocação para tal coisa.

">I am not a historian and I have no vocation for such a thing.Their
 haste does not take you anywhere - the woman replied with an ice cube 
in his eyes and it made me climb a chill down your spine, the skin move 
each centimeter like take off the muscles and the same occurred with the
 bones wanting to drop the organs. <span title="Finquei os pés no chão e continuamos andando.
">Finquei feet on the ground and kept walking.<span title="Mil pensamentos povoavam minha cabeça &quot;como uma mulher tão insegura e com medo a pouco tempo me coloca um medo infernal?&quot;

">A thousand thoughts peopled my head "as a woman so insecure and scared the little time puts me a hell of fear?"I do not put fear in you or put? <span title="- Pareceu ler meus pensamentos e isso me deixou de garganta seca, voz embargada, mão frias, suadas.
">- Seemed to read my mind and it left me dry throat, voice cracking, cold hand, sweaty.No, of course you did not put me scared. Why should I be afraid of you? <span title="Afinal sou homem e você uma mulher... Sou teoricamente bem mais forte que você, poderia controlar a situação facilmente.

">After all I am a man and you a woman ... I theoretically much stronger than you could handle the situation easily.Of course. <span title="- Saiu um sorriso no canto do rosto e isso me fez pensar em correr, mas...

">- He left a smile on the face of the corner and it made me think about running, but ...The bus - said relieved ... could get out of this embarrassing situation. Would be close to others like us and this could reverse the time to "terror" passed earlier. That was just a situation of a strange day. They looked at me, eyes, chest, face and sex. Dream, nightmare, I was pale as a ghost. <span title="Nesse meu devaneio fui interrompido.

">In my daydream I was interrupted.You will not go roulette? <span title="- Me disse ela com naturalidade.

">- I said it naturally.Of course I will! <span title="- O cobrador olhou espantado

">- The collector staredAs everything seemed to pass slowly. It appeared the head of a drunk staggering on sidewalks and in alleys, anchored in Botiquin. We traveled. The road making waves, threw me from one side to the other. <span title="Como se meu corpo já não me obedecesse... Como se tivesse vontade própria, eu estivesse ali?

">As if my body no longer obey me ... As if their own accord, I was there?I sat on the chair and it all happened like I'm going into a tunnel. The lights come faster and faster pounding against my chest, my face against us. Soon I was in my destiny of all dawns. The dump, local exchanges, the place of the masses. The Central Terminal. I raised my skinny ass from his chair and left the bus like a hum. I
 sat on the bench and I realized that the woman was gone, then took a 
walk around looking all directions, but could not catch sight of such a 
creature. It was a shame because he was watching those breasts, legs, thighs, and everything had to horny that piece of meat. The day should be equal to others. Boring, hard work and again come home reeking more than wet dog rain, but suddenly I felt that breathing up my back. <span title="Tenho certeza que não era humano... Parecia uma fumaça e de repente...

">I'm sure it was not human ... It looked like a smoke and suddenly ...<span title="Oi - Ela disse quase encostando no meu ouvido.

">Hi - She said almost touching my ear.<span title="Respirei fundo e o ar pareceu rasgar os pulmões, acabei engasgando com minha saliva, nunca senti sensação pior.

">Took a deep breath and the air seemed to tear the lungs, just choking on my saliva, I never felt feeling worse.<span title="Oi - respondi em uma mistura de medo e tesão.

">Hi - I said in a mixture of fear and lust.<span title="Ela como uma criança curiosa - Você vai pro outro lado da cidade, não é?

">Her like a curious child - You go to the other side of town, is not it?Yes ... but I'm going towards the village of industrial. <span title="- Falei firme, absoluto dono de mim.

">- I spoke firmly, absolute master of me.<span title="Também estou indo naquela direção - Disse com um olhar nebuloso.

">I am also going in that direction - said with a cloudy look.You wait one second while I get a coffee and something to eat ... Want to take something or eat? <span title="- Nunca fui bom com mulheres e isso explica a solidão.

">- I've never been good with women and this explains the solitude.<span title="Não - Sorriu.

">No - He smiled.I headed towards the street vendors were there selling a bit of everything. Stretching his arms through the bars separating the inside from the outside of the platform. Some screaming, others picking up and others showing their wares. For
 my part I was all an excuse to get away from that creature, but not to 
pass a liar ... I bought coffee that was the appropriate drink for those
 who will work so early, some bread that was really hungry and to 
complete this diet healthy some fried pastries. When I turned back to the platform my bus was about to leave. <span title="Corri, quase me queimando com o café que estava fervendo.
">I ran, almost burning me with the coffee was boiling.This time I was invited to go to his side, but the charge that brought not allowed ... I sat occupying two seats. <span title="Um com minha carcaça, outro com a comida, por um segundo esqueci aquela mulher...Comi, comi, comi, tudo me pareceu um grane manjá.
">With my housing, the other with the food for a second forget that woman ... I ate, ate, ate, everything seemed a grane Manja.<span title="Quando acabei de comer estava parando em frente ao meu trabalho (Pausa)

">When I finished eating was stopping in front of my work (Pause)Sorry I did not say how it was my job. <span title="É um prédio muito pequeno de dois por dois, mas ao abrir a porta ele se torna em um enorme quarto quilométrico com várias camas e ao lado de cada cama existe uma cadeira que serve para nós sentarmos e assim realizar nossa tarefa.

">It is a very small building two by two, but when you open the door it 
becomes in a huge kilometric room with several beds and next to each bed
 there is a chair that is for us to sit and thus accomplish our task.Let's go back to it ... After eating like a prince, at last was ready to start the day. What amazed me was the openness with which my companions received the woman. Much respect and at the same time wonder. I signed some protocols and when I look at my industry I see that in my bed there was two chairs. <span title="Uma de um lado e uma outra muito bonita, negra como a escuridão do inferno.
">One on one side and another very beautiful, black as the darkness of hell.At the time I wanted to know what it was, but all said they were better off for my industry that everything would be clarified. Parti fearful and counting the steps, but it passed quickly and when I realized I was putting my ass on the chair. <span title="Respirei fundo e...

">I took a deep breath and ...<span title="Oi - Novamente aquela voz do nada.

">Hi - Again the voice of nothing.<span title="Olhando disse - Oi... Você!?

">Looking said - Hi ... You !?It was her ... But what is she doing here? I wondered ungrounded. Making my rationality asked. <span title="Quem realmente é você?

">Who really are you?<span title="Não fique preocupado, estou aqui por outra pessoa e não você - Respondeu firme.

">Do not worry, I'm here for someone else and not you - answered firmly.Who then? <span title="- Perguntei curioso.

">- I asked curiously.I am because of the player and that soon will be in bed. <span title="(Pausa)

">(Break)Well, I forgot to tell. <span title="Meu trabalho começa logo assim que você vai para cama leitor.

">My work starts soon so you go to bed player.<span title="Voltemos para a conversa... Interessante - Respondi

">Let us return to the conversation ... Interesting - I answered<span title="Não digo meu nome para ninguém, mas você foi um moço comportado... Meu nome é MORTE.

">I do not say my name to anyone, but you behaved was a boy ... My name is DEATH.I
 spent a cold the body, but then realized it was not just me but the 
whole environment ... let out a wry smile, took a deep breath and said -
 My name is NIGHTMARE and every night I come here to destroy his night. <span title="Quando ele(a) se for como será?

">When he (a) if it will be like?<span title="Sempre terá outro(a)... - Rimos

">Always have another (a) ... - LaughedYou will still want to take me to bed? <span title="- Perguntou ela com um olhar maroto.

">- She asked with a mischievous look.<span title="Olhei e novamente rimos e então disse - Prefiro não arriscar.

">I looked again and laughed, then said - I'd rather not risk it.<span title="Uma nova gargalhada.

">A new laugh.We can go out after work and eat, drink something and maybe even celebrate once again their success. <span title="- Falei confiante.

">- I said confidently.<span title="E para minha surpresa a resposta foi sim.

">And to my surprise the answer was yes.So my dear bed waiting for you in bed and please do not go to be late, because today is a special meeting. Is your DEATH. <span title="E essa é o tipo de coisa que não se atrasa.

">And that's the kind of thing that is not delayed.And as I said at the beginning of our story ... I'm with you always.