Her ancestors were Black too; her squarish-face and color resembled them almost entirely.
Men swarmed her - loners that needed company, details, why even porn. Sometimes even women, and they paid her comfortably.
She wound up by the night and slept by herself. Her owner called it “Shutdown”.
"Journal of a machine at an Internet Cafe".
What a novel story for a 55 Fiction! Liked it! :)
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Wow! What a twist !
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hahahha what an ending :D couldnt guess in first 2 lines superb!
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ReplyDeleteBeautiful twist, made me read the story twice.
ReplyDeleteHe he I was ready to come up with a feminist comment but then I read the last line...
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