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Morning Sun

Morning Sun

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Playing with her skin and fulfilling the requirements of my libidinous body, I threw money for the night. 'Haven't you ever loved me, haven't you ever felt something different from me, she whispered?' With a smug smile, I responded, 'Can a colossus, can a blue blood fall in love with a prostitute?' A blue blood like me comes only for enjoyment abolishing all true emotions. Restoring the money in my pocket, she voiced, 'Take your money, I don't want to be paid for my forced services.'


Holding her hand, I whispered, 'Padma, a prostitute shouldn't see dreams, but a woman should do, I come here every night booking on your name and have you realized the truth?' Looking deep into my eyes, she cooed, 'Yes, I am a woman, I am bored up being a prostitute, can you restore my life, can you give Vermilion to my forehead?'

'If you want life, if you want to make me a real man, come with me, nobody can stop me and I will release you from this hell, but promise me to love in a way that my feet never hanker for any brothel.' Keeping her head on my shoulder, as she nodded, I looked at the morning sun, who was ready to usher me towards newish and meaningful life. 


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