You see mom would pick her brows at night after taking her bath, being half blind she had to take her glasses off and bury her face in a mirror held s...eady with her folded knee's. Every sunday night she would sit while I watched TV for as long as I knew. Till one night my world till this day changed. She sat down, mirror in hand and raised her knees to her chest is when I heard the angels sing. Between her legs was the most beautiful I have ever laid my eyes on. Her black bush still glistened. ‘Yeah. I had to come with my parents,’ she nodded. ‘Well, I live here,’ he said and flashed a perfect smile that made her head spin round and round. ‘You live here? Really? So, that was your father? Ugh, sorry! I didn’t know!’ ‘Hey, it’s ok. It really is boring. Never mind,’ he told her with a wide smile on his beautiful face. ‘My name’s Jonas. What about you?’ She had to think for a moment, seduced by his gorgeous blue eyes. ‘Uhmm, Kate,’ she said. ‘Well, Kate, do you mind if I invite you for. While generally speaking I asked her is there massage service in her parlour and she said its there and only for girls and ladies and I kept my face sad.She saw that and asked why did I ask that, I said once my friend took me to parlour and did massage to me and I enjoyed a lot. She was shocked to my reply and said she is not doing such massage but her friends do personally in their house but not in parlour and suddenly I asked can you introduce to me, she laughed and said you are so hurry to. Dejectedly she set her mind to her task knowing that to do otherwise could well be fatal, sadly she returned to the dining room. Another man in a suit took her hand, silently they returned to her room. She was being treated like a whore, she knew it was wrong, but the alternatives didn’t bear thinking about. Tears began to fall. Jess met them on the stairs; he saw the tears, stopped and asked her what was wrong. It was the final straw; she swung herself to face him, fury in her face, Her fists.