. I guess we?re all ladies here... Ipresent my latest creation. Open your eyes, Parker, and meet the newyou!?When he opened his eyes, he was confused ...y the reflection. The mirrorshowed Olivia and Barbara standing on opposite sides of a very prettygirl in a white blouse and black skirt, but Parker?s reflection wasmissing. Then, when he realized that the very pretty girl was, in fact,him, he panicked.??Red,? he whispered in shock.?What?? Olivia asked.?Red! My hair! It?s red!? He was. Her blue eyes shone, and a tense smile lit up her face, directed meaningfully right at me.My own orgasm was starting and I pumped rhythmically, squirting hypothetical sperm somewhere up into her ribcage, it felt like, while the sex high soared through my brain.The climax peaked, then ebbed away.Gradually we slowed to a halt. I pulled her pulsating little body to me and rolled us over, still connected. I ought to stop thinking of her as little. What must it feel like when your parents sent you. Her hair is so short some of the scars on her skull ripple, the scars she usually hides. ‘Why, Amelia, why have you cut it, your hair, your colours?’ ‘I’m changing, Alex. Everything’s changing. Keep up, lovely man, haven’t you noticed?’ ‘Well yes, I’ve noticed one or two things different about you, recently.’ I play our games, her teasing me, me seeing her changes, me not seeing them. I catch her mood changes like a ball, casually tossed but sometimes thrown really hard. I’ve not dropped it,. Evening mom was thrilled as it was her first day as a prostitute. Mom wore blue nail polish, blue blouse where her whole boobs were exposed covering only her nipples, transparent blue saree and had kept jasmine flowers around her hair. I also helped her in getting ready. Mom takes me where ever she goes so she requested Ashok to allow me to be with her. The van was filled with prostitute, the prostitutes were from Tamil Nadu and North India.In Hindi they call prostitute RANDI and in Tamil.