lesbians AZUCENA THE BEAUTY AND HER HUSBAND HELENA. A TRUE HISTORY.

AZUCENA THE BEAUTY AND HER HUSBAND HELENA. A TRUE HISTORY.

  This history takes place in Montevideo a few years ago. In an apartment condominium surrounded by a security fence, a mature man who has just left the hospital moves.He spent the day in bed and opened the curtains of his large windows to sleep in underpants without caring what the other neighbors said when they passed.

   The apartments formed like a circle around an esplanade of well cut grass where families, in turn, made roasts on weekends. The mature man didn't go anywhere or interact with anyone.

   One day while he was urinating in his bathroom a dizziness caused him to fall on the bathtub and a tearing scream came out of his mouth. Then a group of women came. And among them, a strong one like a bear picked him up with one hand and stood him up.

   The other women brought a chair, already outside their room, and examined him in a row. The bear girl got to the point.

  -He has a big bump here in the head. Look for ice and place it on this one.- she said with resolution.

  Another girl, with red hair, a thin figure, very beautiful and feminine, brought ice and applied it with a handkerchief to the man on the mentioned bump.They called for the Cell to the daughter of the lord who quickly left her work and arrived alarmed to see her father.

  The man was already recovered and didn't want to go to the Hospital.

  That night there would be a barbecue on the common esplanade by the two girls. They adorned the entire enclosure with candles protected from the wind and garlands of bright papers all over the apartments.

  They invited the lord, already recovered, to participate in the night roast.

  -It is that we see you so alone, with only your daughter who visits you every time working allows her that  decided you'll be our guest of honor.

  -I'm very grateful to you. You're very kind girls.

  The girl who looked like a bear, with short hair, broad torso, half crooked legs to hold a lot of weight and  speaks hoarsely, said to the lord:

  -It's a pleasure Mr. V ... Let's introduce ourselves. Here is my wife Azucena and I am his husband Helena. From now on, don't confuse our roles. Is that clear?

  The man hesitated for a few seconds. He had never seen a couple of women feel so proud to proclaim the world their relationship.

   -Ahh ...! Don't forget the roast tonight. You are our guest.

  And they left.

   That night the man sat around a large table while the girls roasted meat, other offal and vegetables on the grill.The man met the other neighbors. Pleasant people who liked to talk and immediately knew all or almost everything of Mr. V...

  He ate his roast and drank from a small bottle of beer.He was happy.

   Suddenly Helena - Azucena's husband - took out a guitar and began to sing a song in English. Her command of the language told the man that the girl came from Miami or New York but her roots were Latin.

  The lord was enchanted with her deep and torn voice, as if she were taking a deep pain from her soul. He reminded the black american singer BILLIE HOLLIDAY when she was dominated by alcohol and drugs.

  He clapped with all his might, moved. And he said:

  -But you look like a professional. You should offer your talent in theaters or prestigious clubs.

  She opened her mouth with a thunderous laugh.

  - Come on Mr. V... If I am a simple toilet employee. With that I earn my living and it is enough to support my wife.

  Days later the lord  saw her arrive on her motorcycle with a belt around her waist with screwdrivers, tweezers and other objects of the trade, while Azucena received her at the door with a simple kiss.

  One day they went to Miami. And they were absent for about two months.

  One morning Azucena appeared alone and a little sad. The lord didn't want to ask her anything. It was none of his business.

  But the Lily was sad. She missed her husband Helena.

  The lord asked her one afternoon days later:

  -Azucena. You look sad.

  - It will happen. It will happen. Mr. V ...

   And he went on her way.

  One night her friends had a party in front of her door to dissipate her depressive state.

   Azucena under the influence of the drink began to shout:

  -Helena! Why did you betray me, bad whore? Why did you swear to me eternal love? Where is the love now? Who else did you give it to? I miss you my love. ¡I miss you.!

  And she cried inconsolably.

  Friends took her to bed. She was drunk.

  The lord witnessed everything from his window. And he said:

  -There are loves!There are loves! That only a few understand!

              ORLANDO VICENTE ALVAREZ