THAT SICKNESS FINDS ESCHEWAL standing in a phone box, the type of phone box which is sign-posted with sex for sale.
He shakes his head and says, "Where did it go wrong? All I ever wanted was one woman. I dreamt of one romantic love, then becoming a creator of values and for once in my life experience real happiness."
He feels sick, twisted, and bitter. He has lost control and will now plunge into the dark depths of the world's corrupted soul.
He scans the various types of multicolored cards. His eyes fall on a picture of a young woman who claims she is new to the country and looking for a good time with a well-mannered gentleman. He studies her further: lovely wide hips, round breasts, and a pretty face. He imagines having sex with her. He sees the vision, so he dials her number.
It is engaged.
He waits a while and calls back.
It is still engaged.
He calls back again. Still no luck.
The Dog is loose and out of control.
He scans the other cards.
His eyes drop to the one pushed up into the corner.
He removes the card and unfolds it.
He feels the picture of this woman is better than the one he was going to call. The only difference is it has the words BEAUTIFUL T-GIRL in bold. He is unaware of what this means.
He reads further: Pre-op t-girl (34C-24-34) incredibly sexy, with full sensual lips, long smooth legs with a beautiful ass.
Still unaware of what the term t-girl means, his palms sweat as he dials for the t-girl.
The t-girl answers.
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Will Love Ever Come?
RomanceHe was searching for the one who would capture his heart. As he sifted through a sea of potential love interests, his gaze locked with hers and he knew she was meant for him. He pursued her with all his might, hoping to win her heart and find the...
