After being abandoned by her father, Delicious Franks turned to the streets for protection. Selling her body and doing drugs brought her temporary comfort and warmth. Delicious found herself being pimped out and selling her body off to men. Without...
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The garden stretched out before her, an oasis of color and life, set against the backdrop of an opulent villa. Delicious stood alone near the edge, her gaze sweeping over the vast expanse of exotic beauty. The sun cast long shadows across the lush landscape, its warm glow turning everything golden as it filtered through the thick foliage. It felt like a world apart, as though the garden existed in a timeless space, untouched by the chaos that followed her.
The air was rich with the earthy scent of wet soil and vibrant flowers. Towering baobab trees stood like ancient sentinels, their massive trunks gnarled and twisted, while vibrant hibiscus blooms erupted in shades of red, pink, and orange, their petals like delicate bursts of fire against the deep green leaves. Strelitzias, with their striking, bird-like flowers, dotted the landscape in bright oranges and blues, resembling the wings of exotic birds. The air was alive with the flutter of colorful feathers, and the distinctive call of African parrots echoed through the trees. Bright yellow and green weavers hopped among the branches, their songs mingling with the rustle of palm fronds swaying gently in the breeze.
A large, intricately designed maze sprawled in the center of the garden, its high hedges shaped like towering emerald walls that seemed to pulse with life. Each turn was a new surprise—vibrant succulents, wild grasses, and rare flowers that only bloomed under the heat of the sun. The maze was a labyrinth of beauty and mystery, a place where the mind could wander just as easily as the body. The paths were narrow, winding, and hidden, inviting a sense of adventure and a whisper of something deeper, something secret.
Delicious, standing at the entrance of the maze, felt both drawn to and repelled by the puzzle it offered. For a moment, she allowed herself to lose herself in the serenity of the garden. The soft chirp of a bird here, the rustle of leaves there, and the occasional distant murmur of a fountain were the only sounds, wrapping her in a blanket of calm. But even in the peace of the moment, there was an undercurrent of tension, an awareness that this place, so beautiful and serene, was not hers to control.
Her eyes wandered over the landscape, the striking contrast of rich earth tones and the vibrant blooms reminding her of her own inner conflict—wild, untamed, and yet beautifully intricate. For a fleeting moment, she allowed herself to breathe, to simply be.
But the feeling didn't last. Something in the air shifted, and Delicious knew, deep down, that it wouldn't be long before this fragile peace would break.
Delicious stood for a moment at the edge of the maze, her gaze lingering on the intricate paths that beckoned like a puzzle she wasn't sure she was ready to solve. She sighed, deciding against venturing into the labyrinth. There was something about it, something unsettling in its beauty, that made her feel like she might lose herself there. Instead, she turned her focus to the large tree that stood near the center of the garden. Its thick trunk spread wide, offering a canopy of leaves that provided shelter from the midday sun. The roots twisted and coiled, almost like a natural throne, inviting her to sit and escape for just a while.
