And the days went by. Days of monotony, routine, almost forgetting about my first morbid time having sex with strangers. At that moment it was a bomb for me, but the forced daily tasks and routine distracted my attention a lot and I had almost forgotten that I had the contact of a very handsome and morbid stranger, and when I briefly remembered it, I didn't intend to tell him anything; I don't like bothering anyone. So, days later, when I was relaxed and calm at home, with my mind on minor matters, my phone rang. It was a WhatsApp from Albert that came as a pleasant surprise.

- Hello Marcos. How have you been these days?

- Good, at home, not much going on. By the way, I haven't been back there.

- I know.

- Damn, you really have control of the area, don't you? Haha

- You have no idea hahaha - he had a very relaxed tone, contrasting with the authoritarianism of the last time.

- Well, what about you, what's up?

- Nothing, I told you we were going to see each other again.

- I used to go there a lot before because of work, but not anymore and maybe it will be more difficult now.

- Then you'll have to come on purpose.

- Well, it's a possibility.

- I want to see you now, and I want us to meet in an apartment I have near the industrial area.

- At first, I might feel shy.

- It's okay, trust me. Tell me a day.

- Well, let's see, I can't write much now.

Obviously, it wasn't true, but I didn't feel like meeting with a stranger from a cruising in his house. The experience had been fine on neutral ground, but I would return to the industrial area when I had the courage and desire again. Why would I complicate things if I had already gone cruising once and had lost the initial fear? So the idea of such a situation was discarded, I didn't give it much importance. And the days went by and we didn't talk again... until one afternoon at home watching a porn video during one of my jerks, a big, hairy, gray-haired and morbid man appeared who reminded me of him. The image of Albert, which I found infinitely more attractive than the actor's, that night and his words hit my head, reviving sensations that added to the heat I was already feeling in the middle of a jerk. And how I enjoyed it! But... what about Albert? "Hmm, he hasn't replied to my last message, is he upset?" and even though I was sure, I couldn't help but check the chat again. No, he hadn't said anything. So... Why not write and say hello? Although I felt like going cruising again, I actually preferred to see him again. "Hello Albert!", I wrote. But the hours passed, the days passed, and I didn't get a response. Finally, after six long days, on a Friday afternoon, when I thought I wouldn't hear from him again, the phone rang, he had replied to my message!

- Hello Marcos. I hope you're doing well.

- Yes, I thought of you the other day.

- Yeah, yeah...