Free Club of Virgins by Pet TorreS

was already 8:00 pm. The guests were dressed in elegant clothes. For the first time I saw Natan in a dark blazer. He was impeccable. I wore a lacy, salmon-colored dress. My sandals were golden. My hair was pulled in a party hairstyle that Denise had done for me.
    We walked toward the ornate chair where Natanael's grandfather was sitting. He was dressed in a suit and tie.
    “I’ve been waiting for you!” Mr. Serafim said opening his arms to us.
    “Congratulations, Grandpa!” Natanael said, hugging him tightly.
    The old man was almost crying, completely thrilled with his party and especially with the people present there. He was especially thrilled with the warm embrace of his beloved grandson, Natanael. His grandson was the most important person in his life. It was obvious to me.
    “Congratulations, Mr. Serafim!” I said and smiled at him. Then I handed him a gift wrapped in beautiful paper.
    “Thank you, my dear.”
    “I hope you like the little gift,” I replied.
    “I’m sure I will.” He smiled at me and held my chin. “I appreciate you making this kid here happy!” He said referring to Natan.
    Mr. Serafim hit his grandson’s legs playfully.
    “This kid looks more like me than his own father.”
    Natan looked at me and a shy smile played on his lips.
    From afar, Natan’s parents watched us. Natan's mother was dressed in a light blue dress and his father wore a gray suit and tie. Lurdes and Jairo looked at each other and made faces. They hated the idea of seeing Natanael and I increasingly passionate and inseparable.
    Natan glanced to one side and saw a man in a white suit with his back to us. He smiled saying, “Come with me Peta. I want to introduce you to someone.”
    His hand pulled mine and we walked among the guests who were standing around drinking and chatting. Some were seated on round tables with white tablecloths and navy blue ornaments. The party guests were also being entertained by a group playing lively music. Natan's grandfather loved popular music.
    Natan promptly stopped walking behind a man in a white suit. “Uncle Isaac!”
    Slowly the man in his forties turned around. Natan smiled at him and held my hand again, saying, “Peta this is my uncle Isaac, my father’s younger brother.”
    The man looked at me and I looked up at his face. He smiled at me and I saw the gold tooth in his mouth.
    “Uncle, this is my girlfriend Peta.”
    Isaac smiled at me again and shook my hand soon after that. Hastily I pulled my hand from his.
    “Pleased to meet you, Peta!”
    I remained silent, looking at his image in white. I could not believe it. I stood before the man who was the owner of the Club of Virgins nightclub . Natanael’s uncle. And probably his family did not know that. They were so conservative and would never admit that Isaac could be the owner of a luxury prostitution nightclub.
    My body shook with fear. I felt like crying, running, screaming for help or asking to die. The last thing I would ever want is to see that man again in my life and bring back to my mind a bitter past which I could not change.
    But I tried to forget every time I put my head on the pillow at night.
    “Natanael, could I talk to you for a second?” His uncle asked.
    “Certainly, Uncle.
    Excuse me, Peta!” Isaac said to me and smiled politely, putting his arm on Natan’s shoulder and pulling him away from me.
    I turned my back to them, feeling completely lost. My gaze sought all directions as I muttered to myself,  “He will tell Natan everything.”
    Isaac, walking beside Natanael, looked back and saw me standing there. His eyes stopped on the tattoo of my butterflies. It was as if he was making sure that I was the girl of the Club of Virgins.
     
       Natanael
     
    After the conversation with my uncle Isaac, I returned to the garden. Other guests had arrived. All the tables were occupied. 
    Feeling dazed I walked among the guests, looking for Peta. Soon enough I realized she was not there. I glanced