It seems that there is no reason why so many women are willing to sell their youth, body and dignity at all costs!

Ironically, I am one of them.

Think of their own fantasy of love, think of their previous in a university, Professor of their own expectations.

Attachment want to cry, but can't cry!

Tears are useless!

In this cold world, a woman can only rely on herself!

She cheers herself up, cheers on, you will laugh to the end!

Because it was the first time I came out, I was afraid and timid. Looking at the skillful help girls around me, they quickly found the guests, and then went into the basement and disappeared. She was still alone in the corner of the wall.

Standing in the light, her face was as beautiful as a dream.

With seed, pure and evil bewitching.

Therefore, several middle-aged uncles with obscene appearance came to pull her. One of them was drunk and his face was close to her ear:

"baby, you are so beautiful See you, I have a reaction OK? Do you want to come with me? "

clinging to the disgusting smell of wine, and seeing the oily light on the bald man's head, my heart beat violently!

Although she repeatedly convinced herself, she began to tremble from the bottom of her heart.

My hands and feet are cold and my chest is stuffy. I feel sick and can't breathe

Why, why does fate play such a trick on itself?

Why is it that my sister, although she is not related by blood, can sit in the luxurious living room, attract friends, drive a party, drink thousands of cocktails, drive a pink sports car, and attract people's admiration, but I have to be so down-to-earth, so lonely, so sad

at that instant, there was a stabbing pain in her heart. A tear rolled down her Eyeliner full of mascara, showing a strange and complex color in the moonlight.

The wine fumed uncle was stunned. For the first time, he would cry when he saw the aid girl standing on the street soliciting customers. He snorted coldly, stamped his feet, and said in Japanese with disdain: "fool! Do you think you are noble? Cry? There is nothing to cry about! But she is just a woman who sells herself. She cries! Who are you crying to? "

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