กามาสุตรา: Ay, Ay, Ay, Pag-Ibig

TINSULANONDA​ ​VILLAGE 

KINGDOM​ ​OF​ ​SIAM 

1935 

It​ ​was​ ​a​ ​foggy​ ​midnight​ ​in​ ​the​ ​streetways​ ​of​ ​the​ ​floating​ ​village​ ​of​ ​Tinsulanonda.​ ​A​ ​villager​ ​ran​ ​fast​ ​on​ ​the​ ​ground,​ ​frightened​ ​with​ ​conscience.​ ​His​ ​pompadour​ ​hairstyle​ ​was​ ​as​ ​black​ ​as​ ​the​ ​midnight​ ​sky.​ ​He​ ​ran​ ​fast​ ​because​ ​someone​ ​with​ ​inner​ ​anger​ ​chased​ ​him.​ ​He​ ​ran​ ​a​ ​few​ ​kilometers​ ​to​ ​the​ ​dead​ ​end​ ​to​ ​never​ ​get​ ​scared​ ​or​ ​killed​ ​by​ ​an​ ​unidentified​ ​ghost.

"​Help​!​ ​Help​!​"​ ​shouted​ ​the​ ​man.

"​Someone​'​s​ ​chasing​ ​me​!​"​ ​he​ ​added​ ​in​ ​a​ ​shout.

His​ ​shout​ ​for​ ​help​ ​wasn​'​t​ ​heard​ ​in​ ​the​ ​village.​ ​The​ ​wolves​'​ ​howl​ ​started​ ​to​ ​howl​ ​in​ ​the​ ​midnight​ ​skies​ ​and​ ​the​ ​fog​ ​started​ ​to​ ​scatter​ ​around​ ​the​ ​riverside.​ ​While​ ​running,​ ​he​ ​accidentally​ ​stepped​ ​his​ ​feet​ ​on​ ​the​ ​tip​ ​of​ ​the​ ​half-bridge.​ ​He​ ​stopped​ ​himself,​ ​breathing,​ ​and​ ​felt​ ​perspired.

"​Please...please...please​ ​don​'​t​ ​scare​ ​me​ ​away.​ ​I​ ​didn​'​t​ ​do​ ​anything​ ​for​ ​you...​"​ ​begged​ ​the​ ​man.

"​P-Please...​"​ ​added​ ​while​ ​taking​ ​a​ ​single​ ​breath.

None​ ​of​ ​his​ ​beg​ ​heard​ ​but​ ​he​ ​feels​ ​a​ ​little​ ​bit​ ​frightened.

He​ ​breathes​ ​himself​ ​continuously,​ ​safe​ ​and​ ​sound.​ ​He​ ​stood​ ​still​ ​for​ ​a​ ​minute.​ ​He​ ​walked​ ​a​ ​few​ ​steps​ ​so​ ​that​ ​he​ ​could​ ​walk​ ​away​ ​home.​ ​Unfortunately,​ ​the​ ​ghost​ ​appeared​ ​in​ ​front​ ​of​ ​his​ ​sight​!​ ​The​ ​man​ ​got​ ​chilled​ ​while​ ​staring​ ​at​ ​the​ ​ghost​'​s​ ​blue​ ​pale​ ​face.​ ​In​ ​addition,​ ​the​ ​ghost​'​s​ ​face​ ​and​ ​body​'​s​ ​stabbed​ ​wounds​ ​were​ ​visible.​ ​Its​ ​waist​ ​wrapped​ ​with​ ​an​ ​old,​ ​rugged​ ​sarong,​ ​and​ ​barefooted.​ ​What​ ​was​ ​the​ ​name​ ​of​ ​the​ ​ghost?​ ​The​ ​scared​ ​man​ ​screamed​ ​and​ ​felt​ ​goosebumps.​ ​He​ ​begged​ ​the​ ​ghost​ ​not​ ​to​ ​kill​ ​him,​ ​but​ ​it​ ​was​ ​too​ ​late.

The​ ​ghost​ ​remembered​ ​him​ ​while​ ​staring.​ ​He​ ​remembered​ ​the​ ​man​ ​who​ ​was​ ​brutally​ ​stabbed​ ​and​ ​killed​ ​by​ ​the​ ​man​ ​himself​ ​and​ ​threw​ ​him​ ​into​ ​the​ ​river​ ​so​ ​that​ ​no​ ​one​ ​would​ ​find​ ​him​ ​dead.​ ​Unfortunately,​ ​the​ ​ghost​ ​finally​ ​gripped​ ​hard​ ​the​ ​man​'​s​ ​neck​ ​as​ ​revenge;​ ​until​ ​he​ ​killed,​ ​slashed,​ ​and​ ​stabbed​ ​him​ ​by​ ​grabbing​ ​its​ ​human​ ​heart​ ​and​ ​threw​ ​it​ ​away​ ​to​ ​the​ ​river.​ ​The​ ​ghost​ ​had​ ​finally​ ​gripped​ ​the​ ​man​'​s​ ​human​ ​heart.​ ​He​ ​fatally​ ​smashed​ ​the​ ​heart​ ​the​ ​blood​ ​flowed​ ​in​ ​the​ ​wooden​ ​ground,​ ​and​ ​later,​ ​he​ ​disappeared​ ​peacefully.

Six​ ​weeks​ ​ago​ ​in​ ​the​ ​same​ ​year,​ ​before​ ​the​ ​brutal​ ​incident​ ​happened, there​ ​were​ ​vintage​ ​houses​ ​and​ ​buildings​ ​built​ ​with​ ​perfection​ ​and​ ​substantial.​ ​The​ ​night​ ​was​ ​as​ ​dark​ ​as​ ​ebony​ ​with​ ​bright​ ​stars​ ​covered​ ​by​ ​the​ ​cirrus​ ​clouds​ ​on​ ​the​ ​atmosphere.​ ​There​ ​were​ ​a​ ​few​ ​numbers​ ​of​ ​torches​ ​that​ ​were​ ​still​ ​lit​ ​in​ ​the​ ​village.​The​ ​traffic​ ​jam​ ​was​ ​there​ ​around​ ​the​ ​floating​ ​village.

The​ ​wooden​ ​canoes​ ​were​ ​slowly​ ​running​ ​while​ ​others​ ​were​ ​blowing​ ​their​ ​voices.​ ​Some​ ​of​ ​the​ ​vehicles,​ ​such​ ​as​ ​public​ ​boats,​ ​were​ ​busy​ ​riding​ ​with​ ​passengers.​ ​The​ ​said​ ​villagers​ ​were​ ​totally​ ​modernized​ ​but​ ​still​ ​stuck​ ​on​ ​the​ ​water​ ​traffic.​ ​They​ ​were​ ​riding​ ​their​ ​wooden​ ​boats​ ​or​ ​canoes,​ ​and​ ​some​ ​of​ ​them​ ​decided​ ​to​ ​leave​ ​so​ ​that​ ​they​ ​could​ ​commute​ ​themselves​ ​and​ ​complain.​ ​In​ ​addition,​ ​the​ ​reason​ ​why​ ​they​ ​commute​ ​is​ ​because​ ​they​ ​relieve​ ​themselves​ ​from​ ​water​ ​traffic​ ​jams​ ​and​ ​reach​ ​their​ ​homes​ ​safely​ ​and​ ​sound.

Tinsulanonda​ ​was​ ​known​ ​as​ ​the​ ​only​ ​floating​ ​village​ ​in​ ​Siam​ ​but​ ​it​ ​is​ ​called​ ​the​ ​only​ ​"​sex​ ​floating​ ​village​"​ ​because​ ​of​ ​the​ ​sex​ ​industry​ ​as​ ​a​ ​business​ ​besides​ ​aquaculture​ ​and​ ​fishing.​ ​Hogs​ ​and​ ​swine​ ​were​ ​also​ ​their​ ​business,​ ​too,​ ​because​ ​most​ ​of​ ​the​ ​pigs​ ​sent​ ​to​ ​the​ ​village​ ​were​ ​from​ ​different​ ​villages.​ ​Temptations,​ ​wonderful​ ​eroticism,​ ​and​ ​romanticism​ ​were​ ​there;​ ​no​ ​matter​ ​how​ ​difficult​ ​and​ ​harsh​ ​in​ ​times​ ​of​ ​crisis,​ ​the​ ​neutrality​ ​of​ ​emotions​ ​remained​ ​peaceful.​ ​But​ ​unfortunately,​ ​the​ ​village​ ​was​ ​dominated​ ​by​ ​men,​ ​whereas​ ​women​ ​were​ ​only​ ​a​ ​minority​ ​in​ ​number​ ​of​ ​population.

On​ ​the​ ​other​ ​side,​ ​there​ ​was​ ​a​ ​nightly​ ​show​ ​in​ ​a​ ​floating​ ​saloon​ ​located​ ​in​ ​the​ ​said​ ​village.​ ​There​ ​were​ ​floating​ ​colorful​ ​water​ ​lilies​ ​scattered​ ​around​ ​the​ ​village.​ ​Inside​ ​the​ ​saloon,​ ​men​ ​enjoyed​ ​drinking​ ​their​ ​beers​ ​and​ ​watching​ ​the​ ​other​ ​strippers​ ​dancing​ ​in​ ​front​ ​of​ ​the​ ​stage.​ ​The​ ​male​ ​strippers​ ​danced​ ​erotically​ ​with​ ​grace​ ​using​ ​their​ ​sexy​ ​dance​ ​moves.​ ​Some​ ​of​ ​them​ ​got​ ​drunk,​ ​and​ ​others​ ​were​ ​laughing​ ​while​ ​enjoying​ ​their​ ​orders.

In​ ​the​ ​dressing​ ​room,​ ​an​ ​unidentified​ ​woman​ ​was​ ​wearing​ ​an​ ​erotic​ ​traditional​ ​costume​ ​and​ ​applying​ ​red​ ​lipstick​ ​on​ ​her​ ​sensual​ ​lips.​ ​She​ ​was​ ​barefooted,​ ​her​ ​hairstyle​ ​was​ ​iron-straighten,​ ​ebony​ ​long​ ​hair,​ ​and​ ​her​ ​skin​ ​was​ ​light​ ​brown.​ ​She​ ​applied​ ​a​ ​very​ ​light​ ​foundation​ ​as​ ​her​ ​makeup​ ​onto​ ​her​ ​sweet​ ​cheeks.​ ​While​ ​doing​ ​her​ ​makeup,​ ​Shupranakha​ ​–​ ​the​ ​saloon​ ​manager,​ ​called​ ​her​ ​up​ ​to​ ​show​ ​up​ ​on​ ​stage.

"​Chacha​!​"​ ​called​ ​Shupranakha​ ​to​ ​her​ ​in​ ​a​ ​whisper.

"​Hmm?​"​ ​responded​ ​the​ ​woman​ ​named​ ​Charlene​ ​while​ ​finishing​ ​her​ ​makeup​ ​with​ ​foundation.

"​Hurry​ ​up​!​ ​Make​ ​your​ ​makeup​ ​done,​ ​okay?​ ​Everyone​'​s​ ​waiting​ ​for​ ​your​ ​entrance​ ​number​!​ ​Come​ ​on​!​ ​Now​!​"​ ​screamed​ ​in​ ​a​ ​whisper​ ​and​ ​added​ ​a​ ​signal.

"​Okay​!​ ​Just​ ​relax​!​"​ ​responded​ ​Charlene​ ​in​ ​anger.

Charlene​ ​was​ ​the​ ​name​ ​of​ ​the​ ​woman​ ​and​ ​she​ ​stood​ ​up​ ​fiercely​ ​but​ ​surely.​ ​She​ ​shows​ ​her​ ​poise​ ​so​ ​that​ ​everyone​ ​attracts​ ​her​ ​irresistible​ ​beauty.​ ​The​ ​old​ ​man​ ​who​ ​is​ ​the​ ​announcer​ ​or​ ​loudspeaker​ ​of​ ​the​ ​bar​ ​starts​ ​introducing​ ​the​ ​dancer​ ​for​ ​tonight.

"​Good​ ​evening,​ ​everyone...tonight,​ ​we​ ​will​ ​witness​ ​tonight​ ​the​ ​dance...a​ ​dance​ ​from​ ​a​ ​woman​ ​who​ ​was​ ​admired​ ​and​ ​fanaticized​ ​by​ ​her​ ​irresistible​ ​beauty,​ ​even​ ​our​ ​wives​ ​envied​ ​her,​ ​men-looking​ ​gays​ ​admired​ ​and​ ​intimidated.​ ​Let​ ​me​ ​allow​ ​all​ ​of​ ​you​ ​to​ ​introduce...no​ ​other​ ​than...Cha-cha​!​"​ ​announced​ ​the​ ​old​ ​man​ ​as​ ​the​ ​male​ ​audience​ ​wooed​ ​with​ ​confidence​ ​and​ ​clapped​ ​their​ ​hands.

The​ ​musicians​ ​started​ ​playing​ ​the​ ​music​ ​using​ ​traditional​ ​Thai​ ​musical​ ​instruments;​ ​such​ ​as​ khong​ ​wong​ ​lek,​ ramana,​ ranat​ ​thum​ ​lek,​ ranat​ ​thum,​ ranat​ ​ek,​ ​and​ ​other​ ​prominent​ ​instruments​ ​played​ ​in​ ​Thai​ ​traditional​ ​music.​ ​The​ ​musicians​ ​played​ ​sensual​ ​and​ ​very​ ​slow​ ​music,​ ​as​ ​Charlene​ ​slowly​ ​appeared​ ​in​ ​front​ ​of​ ​the​ ​stage.​ ​She​ ​danced​ ​sensually​ ​and​ ​passionately​ ​in​ ​front​ ​of​ ​the​ ​male​ ​audience.​ ​Karthikeya​ ​–​ ​Shupranakha​'​s​ ​boyfriend​ ​seductively​ ​watches​ ​her​ ​dance​ ​performance​ ​as​ ​he​ ​starts​ ​lighting​ ​his​ ​cigarette.​ ​Charlene​ ​slowly​ ​took​ ​off​ ​her​ ​silk​ ​robe.​ ​She​ ​added​ ​traditional​ ​hand​ ​gestures​ ​and​ ​dance​ ​movements.​ ​Everyone​ ​impressed​ ​and​ ​wooed​ ​her​ ​while​ ​watching​ ​her​ ​performance.​ ​A​ ​few​ ​minutes​ ​later,​ ​she​ ​looked​ ​back​ ​and​ ​ended​ ​her​ ​dance​ ​performance​ ​in​ ​a​ ​topless​ ​one.

A​ ​few​ ​hours​ ​later,​ ​the​ ​customers​ ​went​ ​home​ ​from​ ​the​ ​bar.​ ​The​ ​waiters​ ​and​ ​waitresses​ ​cleaned​ ​up​ ​the​ ​trash.​ ​Some​ ​of​ ​them​ ​arranged​ ​the​ ​chairs​ ​and​ ​picked​ ​up​ ​the​ ​empty​ ​beer​ ​bottles.​ ​Charlene​ ​tied​ ​her​ ​long​ ​hair​ ​into​ ​two​ ​ponytails​ ​while​ ​yawning.​ ​Karthikeya​ ​immediately​ ​approached​ ​her.

"​Hey,​ ​Charlene...also​ ​known​ ​as​ ​'​Cha-cha​'​.​"​ ​cheered​ ​Karthikeya​ ​to​ ​her.

Charlene​ ​responded​ ​to​ ​him​ ​with​ ​a​ ​serious​ ​glance​ ​and​ ​rolling​ ​eyes.

"​I​'​m​ ​impressed​ ​with​ ​your​ ​performance​ ​tonight.​ ​It​'​s​ ​great,​ ​huh,​ ​I​'​m​ ​pretty​ ​sure​ ​that​ ​you​ ​did​ ​a​ ​wonderful​ ​job.​"

"​Well,​ ​thank​ ​you,​ ​bro​ ​Karthikeya.​ ​And​ ​it​'​s​ ​such​ ​an​ ​honor​ ​to​ ​hear​ ​those​ ​words​ ​from​ ​everyone.​ ​It​'​s​ ​often​ ​to​ ​me​ ​hearing​ ​those​ ​criticisms​ ​against​ ​me.​"​ ​Thank​ ​Charlene​ ​and​ ​added​ ​with​ ​a​ ​sarcastic​ ​smile.

"​Ha-ha.​ ​Don​'​t​ ​call​ ​me,​ ​bro,​ ​from​ ​tonight.​ ​Just​ ​call​ ​me​ ​Karthikeya.​Because​ ​I​ ​know​ ​that,​ ​you​'​ve​ ​been​ ​here​ ​since​ ​a​ ​few​ ​weeks​ ​ago.​ ​And​ ​you​ ​look...stunning​ ​tonight.​ ​Then,​ ​I​ ​planned​ ​to​ ​have​ ​our​ ​date​ ​in​ ​the​ ​entire​ ​village​"​ ​added​ ​Karthikeya.

He​ ​slowly​ ​held​ ​Charlene​'​s​ ​arm​ ​and​ ​had​ ​a​ ​secret​ ​yet​ ​malicious​ ​attraction​ ​to​ ​the​ ​woman.

"​Oh,​ ​really​!​"​ ​laughed​ ​Charlene.

She​ ​looked​ ​at​ ​the​ ​guy​'​s​ ​hand​ ​on​ ​her​ ​arm.​ ​However,​ ​it​ ​was​ ​in​ ​vain.​ ​Charlene​ ​immediately​ ​grabbed​ ​Karthikeya​'​s​ ​arm​ ​and​ ​she​ ​twisted​ ​the​ ​arm​ ​painfully.​ ​Karthikeya​ ​screamed​ ​in​ ​pain​ ​and​ ​shouted​ ​at​ ​her​ ​to​ ​stop​ ​what​ ​she​ ​was​ ​doing.

"​Such​ ​a​ ​whore​ ​and​ ​pervert,​ ​huh​!​ ​Why​ ​don​'​t​ ​you​ ​focus​ ​on​ ​one​ ​'​flower​'​ ​to​ ​your​ ​'​infinite​ ​pot​'​ ​and​ ​care?​"​ ​angered​ ​Charlene.

"​L-let​ ​me​ ​go​!​ ​Ahh​—​"​ ​pained​ ​Karthikeya​ ​but​ ​Charlene​ ​twisted​ ​it​ ​hard.

"​You​ ​know​ ​that​ ​I​'​m​ ​allergic​ ​to​ ​such​ ​guys​ ​like​ ​you?​!​ ​I​'​m​ ​so​ ​allergic​ ​to​ ​men​ ​in​ ​short​!​"​ ​added​ ​Charlene​ ​and​ ​she​ ​immediately​ ​released​ ​the​ ​guy​'​s​ ​arm.

Later,​ ​Shupranakha​ ​appears​ ​to​ ​the​ ​two​ ​of​ ​them​ ​and​ ​gives​ ​compliments​ ​to​ ​Charlene.

"​Cha-cha​!​"​ ​called​ ​Shupranakha​ ​to​ ​Charlene​ ​fabulously.

Then​ ​suddenly​ ​he​ ​was​ ​surprised​ ​at​ ​his​ ​boyfriend​'​s​ ​pain.

"​My​ ​B-Buddha​!​ ​What​'​s​ ​wrong​ ​with​ ​you,​ ​babe?​!​"​ ​exclaimed​ ​Shupranakha.

"​Did​ ​he​ ​do​ ​something​ ​bad​ ​to​ ​you,​ ​huh?​"​ ​he​ ​added.

"Mak,​ ​he​ ​was​ ​doing​ ​something​ ​malicious​ ​to​ ​me.​ ​He​ ​said​ ​to​ ​me​ ​this​ ​time​ ​that​ ​he​ ​wanted​ ​me​ ​to​ ​have​ ​a​ ​date​!​ ​And​ ​when​ ​I​ ​noticed​ ​his​ ​hand​ ​holding​ ​on​ ​my​ ​arm...slowly​ ​but​ ​something​ ​'​perversive​'​,​ ​then​ ​I​ ​rejected​ ​immediately​ ​by​ ​doing​ ​that​!​"

"​Oh...really?​"​ ​asked​ ​Shupranakha​ ​while​ ​raising​ ​a​ ​single​ ​eyebrow.

"​Yes,​ ​he​ ​does,​"​ ​replied​ ​Charlene,​ ​and​ ​she​ ​clicked​ ​her​ ​tongue.

"​How​ ​dare​ ​you​!​ ​How​ ​dare​ ​you​!​ ​How​ ​dare​ ​you​!​ ​How​ ​many​ ​times​ ​I​'​ve​ ​told​ ​you​ ​that​ ​you​ ​shouldn​'​t​ ​treat​ ​our​ ​dancers​ ​like​ ​that?​!​"​ ​angered​ ​Shupranakha​ ​as​ ​he​ ​slapped​ ​Karthikeya​'​s​ ​shoulder​ ​and​ ​face​ ​very​ ​hard.

"​Owh​!​ ​Owh​!​ ​Stop​ ​it​!​ ​I​ ​didn​'​t​ ​mean​ ​to​ ​do​ ​it​!​ ​Please​!​ ​S-stop​!​"​ ​pained​ ​Karthikeya.

Later,​ ​Shupranakha​ ​stopped​ ​slapping​ ​him.​ ​He​ ​thanked​ ​Charlene​ ​for​ ​defending​ ​herself​ ​from​ ​Karthikeya​'​s​ ​perverseness​ ​and​ ​harassment.​ ​Charlene​ ​replied​ ​to​ ​Shupranakha.​ ​She​ ​was​ ​given​ ​a​ ​bag​ ​of​ ​banknotes​ ​by​ ​the​ ​manager​ ​as​ ​her​ ​salary​ ​for​ ​tonight.

"​Here​!​ ​A​ ​hundred​ ​and​ ​a​ ​half​ ​baht​ ​for​ ​you​ ​tonight​!​ ​Well​ ​done,​ ​folks.​"​ ​said​ ​Shupranakha​ ​as​ ​Charlene​ ​accepted​ ​her​ ​salary.

"​Thanks,​"​ ​answered​ ​Charlene​ ​in​ ​a​ ​masculine​ ​way.

After​ ​their​ ​short​ ​conversation,​ ​Karthikeya​ ​felt​ ​pain​ ​in​ ​his​ ​left​ ​arm​ ​as​ ​he​ ​was​ ​assisted​ ​by​ ​his​ ​boyfriend.​ ​He​ ​looked​ ​back​ ​at​ ​Charlene​ ​and​ ​vowed​ ​to​ ​avenge​ ​her​ ​by​ ​flirting​ ​with​ ​her​ ​in​ ​his​ ​bed.​ ​Charlene​ ​exited​ ​the​ ​saloon​ ​emotionlessly.​ ​She​ ​felt​ ​satisfied​ ​with​ ​the​ ​salary​ ​given​ ​by​ ​her​ ​bar​ ​manager.​ ​She​ ​walked​ ​in​ ​the​ ​street​ ​alone,​ ​surrounded​ ​by​ ​villagers​ ​walking​ ​around​ ​the​ ​area.​ ​While​ ​walking​ ​in​ ​the​ ​streets,​ ​she​ ​felt​ ​hungry​ ​as​ ​she​ ​noticed​ ​her​ ​stomach​ ​growling.

"​Damn​!​ ​My​ ​food​ ​bank​'​s​ ​growling.​"​ ​she​ ​thought.

She​ ​immediately​ ​went​ ​to​ ​a​ ​small​ ​eatery​ ​and​ ​started​ ​buying​ ​her​ ​mother​'​s​ ​favorite​ ​soup;​ ​the​ ​"tom​ ​yum​ ​moo"​ ​or​ ​pork​ ​spare​ ​ribs​ ​soup​ ​in​ ​one​ ​serving.​ ​She​ ​also​ ​bought​ ​medicines​ ​in​ ​a​ ​small​ ​pharmacy​ ​until​ ​her​ ​salary​ ​was​ ​no​ ​more.​ ​Finally,​ ​a​ ​few​ ​meters​ ​away,​ ​she​ ​went​ ​home​ ​and​ ​saw​ ​her​ ​dying​ ​yet​ ​sickly​ ​mother.​ ​She​ ​and​ ​her​ ​mother​ ​lived​ ​in​ ​a​ ​floating​ ​house​ ​nearby​ ​in​ ​the​ ​village.​ ​Ever​ ​since​ ​she​ ​was​ ​a​ ​little​ ​girl,​ ​they​ ​left​ ​by​ ​their​ ​stepfather.​ ​She​ ​was​ ​the​ ​only​ ​daughter​ ​who​ ​took​ ​care​ ​of​ ​her​ ​mother​ ​even​ ​though​ ​her​ ​mother​ ​couldn​'​t​ ​accept​ ​her​ ​for​ ​being​ ​a​ ​grown-up​ ​lesbian.​ ​As​ ​she​ ​entered​ ​the​ ​house,​ ​she​ ​saw​ ​her​ ​mother​ ​sleeping​ ​safe​ ​and​ ​sound.​ ​Her​ ​mother​ ​was​ ​sleeping​ ​in​ ​a​ ​rugged​ ​sleeping​ ​mat.

"​Mom,​ ​I​'​m​ ​home.​"​ ​greeted​ ​her​ ​mother​ ​depressingly.

But​ ​her​ ​mother​ ​was​ ​still​ ​sleeping​ ​and​ ​couldn​'​t​ ​reply​ ​to​ ​her​ ​greeting.​ ​Until​ ​her​ ​stomach​ ​was​ ​growling​ ​again,​ ​she​ ​immediately​ ​took​ ​a​ ​small​ ​casserole​ ​and​ ​placed​ ​a​ ​cup​ ​of​ ​rice​ ​in​ ​her​ ​glass​ ​bowl.​ ​She​ ​also​ ​prepared​ ​a​ ​bowl​ ​for​ ​the​ ​soup​ ​she​ ​bought​ ​and​ ​started​ ​eating​ ​her​ ​dinner.​ ​While​ ​eating​ ​her​ ​dinner,​ ​her​ ​mother​'​s​ ​eyes​ ​slowly​ ​opened​ ​and​ ​replied​ ​to​ ​her​ ​daughter​'​s​ ​greeting.​ ​Charlene​ ​heard​ ​her​ ​while​ ​eating.

"​H-have...you...have​ ​you​ ​buy...medicine​ ​for​ ​me?​ ​C-can​ ​you...give​ ​them​ ​to​ ​me?​"​ ​asked​ ​Charlene​'​s​ ​mother.

Charlene​ ​nodded​ ​and​ ​still​ ​resumed​ ​eating.​ ​She​ ​looked​ ​at​ ​the​ ​window​ ​in​ ​her​ ​sight.​ ​She​ ​was​ ​looking​ ​at​ ​a​ ​beautifully​ ​built​ ​concrete​ ​vintage​ ​floating​ ​mansion​ ​and​ ​appreciated​ ​its​ ​architectural​ ​view.​ ​She​ ​finished​ ​eating​ ​her​ ​dinner​ ​and​ ​immediately​ ​gave​ ​the​ ​medicines​ ​to​ ​her​ ​mother.​ ​Then,​ ​she​ ​filled​ ​the​ ​glass​ ​with​ ​water​ ​and​ ​gave​ ​it​ ​to​ ​her.​ ​Her​ ​mother​ ​slowly​ ​took​ ​the​ ​glass​ ​of​ ​water​ ​and​ ​started​ ​taking​ ​her​ ​medicine.​ ​She​ ​asked​ ​how​ ​her​ ​daughter​'​s​ ​work​ ​was.​ ​Charlene​ ​replied​ ​that​ ​she​ ​was​ ​fine.

"​Hopefully,​ ​you​'​re​ ​still​ ​enjoying​ ​your​ ​job​ ​as​ ​a​ ​s-striper,​ ​huh?​ ​This​ ​means​ ​you​'​re​ ​a​ ​true-born​ ​woman​ ​again...and​ ​no​ ​longer​ ​a​ ​lesbian.​"

"​Hmph​!​ ​Mom,​ ​I​'​m​ ​still​ ​proud​ ​of​ ​working​ ​there,​ ​but​ ​not​ ​on​ ​marriage.​ ​Then,​ ​it​ ​doesn​'​t​ ​mean​ ​that​ ​I​'​m​ ​attracted​ ​to​ ​the​ ​men​ ​watching​ ​me​ ​thrice​ ​a​ ​week.​ ​And​ ​b-besides​ ​I​'​m​ ​still​ ​a​ ​lesbian​ ​who​ ​dresses​ ​like​ ​a​ ​straight​ ​slut​ ​and​ ​attracts​ ​women​ ​only​!​"

Her​ ​mother​ ​became​ ​speechless​ ​at​ ​her​ ​daughter​'​s​ ​words​ ​but​ ​immediately​ ​finished​ ​drinking​ ​her​ ​medicine​ ​and​ ​back​ ​to​ ​sleep.​ ​She​ ​didn​'​t​ ​accept​ ​her​ ​coming​ ​out​ ​for​ ​being​ ​a​ ​lesbian.

"​G-get​ ​out​!​"​ ​angered​ ​her​ ​mother​ ​to​ ​her.

Charlene​ ​won​'​t​ ​leave​ ​her​ ​mother​'​s​ ​side.

"​G-get​ ​out​ ​of​ ​m-my​ ​sight​!​!​!​"​ ​her​ ​mother​ ​added​ ​with​ ​a​ ​kick.

Charlene​ ​slightly​ ​moved​ ​a​ ​distance​ ​away​ ​from​ ​her​ ​mother​ ​because​ ​of​ ​being​ ​a​ ​lesbian.

"​After​ ​a​ ​few​ ​years,​ ​you​'​ve​ ​been​ ​taking​ ​care​ ​of​ ​me​ ​as​ ​your​ ​daughter...but​ ​you​'​ve​ ​never​ ​been​ ​accepting​ ​me​ ​as​ ​your​ ​only​ ​lesbian​ ​daughter.​ ​I-I​ ​don​'​t​ ​care​ ​if​ ​you​ ​accept​ ​me​ ​or​ ​not.​ ​As​ ​long​ ​as​ ​you​'​ll​ ​be​ ​proud​ ​of​ ​me​ ​until​ ​you​ ​die...​"​ ​sighed​ ​Charlene​ ​as​ ​she​ ​stood​ ​up​ ​on​ ​the​ ​floor​ ​and​ ​took​ ​her​ ​rest.

In​ ​the​ ​floating​ ​mansion​ ​the​ ​next​ ​morning,​ ​two​ ​guys​ ​sleeping​ ​comfortably​ ​in​ ​their​ ​bed.​ ​They​ ​were​ ​bare-naked​ ​and​ ​they​ ​were​ ​covered​ ​with​ ​blankets​ ​on​ ​their​ ​bodies.​ ​Prasarana​ ​and​ ​Pranaratna​ ​were​ ​the​ ​two​ ​names​ ​of​ ​these​ ​guys.​ ​Pranaratna​ ​hugged​ ​his​ ​boyfriend​'​s​ ​left​ ​shoulder​ ​whereas​ ​his​ ​boyfriend​ ​was​ ​on​ ​his​ ​boyfriend​'​s​ ​chest.​ ​As​ ​the​ ​rooster​ ​crows​ ​outside,​ ​Prasarana​ ​slowly​ ​opened​ ​his​ ​eyes​ ​and​ ​rubbed​ ​his​ ​eyes.​ ​Lately,​ ​Prasarana​ ​awakes​ ​first.

"​Man,​ ​it​'​s​ ​morning​ ​already.​"​ ​he​ ​grumped​ ​himself​ ​as​ ​he​ ​was​ ​hugged​ ​by​ ​his​ ​boyfriend​ ​and​ ​kissed​ ​him​ ​in​ ​the​ ​neck​ ​today.

"​Why​ ​do​ ​you​ ​wake​ ​up,​ ​huh?​ ​How​'​s​ ​our​ ​sex​ ​last​ ​night?​ ​Is​ ​it​ ​wetter​ ​than​ ​before?​"​ ​asked​ ​Pranaratna​ ​seductively.

"​H-hey​!​ ​Tickles​!​"​ ​chuckled​ ​Prasarana​ ​sweetly.

Then,​ ​they​ ​stared​ ​and​ ​had​ ​their​ ​yummy,​ ​erotic​ ​sex​ ​continuously.​ ​A​ ​few​ ​hours​ ​later,​ ​in​ ​the​ ​living​ ​room,​ ​they​ ​were​ ​folding​ ​dried​ ​blankets​ ​that​ ​they​ ​had​ ​washed.​ ​The​ ​said​ ​mansion​ ​was​ ​owned​ ​by​ ​Pranamaya​ ​–​ ​a​ ​young-looking,​ ​filthy-rich​ ​landlord​ ​and​ ​boyfriend​ ​of​ ​the​ ​couple.​ ​Since​ ​Pranamaya​'​s​ ​boyfriends​ ​worked​ ​as​ ​houseboys,​ ​he​ ​considered​ ​them​ ​as​ ​his​ ​true​ ​lovers​ ​living​ ​in​ ​his​ ​single​ ​yet​ ​'​harem​'​ ​mansion.​ ​Pranaratna​ ​helped​ ​his​ ​boyfriend​ ​in​ ​folding​ ​the​ ​other​ ​blankets​ ​remaining​ ​on​ ​the​ ​floor.​ ​Pranamaya​ ​was​ ​finally​ ​home​ ​from​ ​the​ ​other​ ​village​ ​as​ ​he​ ​entered​ ​the​ ​mansion​'​s​ ​door​ ​and​ ​closed​ ​it​ ​properly.​ ​He​ ​greeted​ ​his​ ​boyfriend​ ​by​ ​kissing​ ​the​ ​cheeks.

"​Are​ ​my​ ​blankets​ ​fixed?​"​ ​asked​ ​Pranamaya.

"​Almost​ ​done,​ ​babe,​ ​there​ ​were​ ​five​ ​remaining​ ​blankets​ ​to​ ​be​ ​folded,​"​ ​answered​ ​Prasarana.

"​Indeed.​ ​I​ ​and​ ​Prasarana​ ​helping​ ​him​ ​together​ ​in​ ​folding​ ​these​ ​blankets...and​ ​we​'​ll​ ​finish​ ​folding​ ​them​ ​without​ ​wasting​ ​our​ ​time,​"​ ​added​ ​Pranaratna.

"​I​ ​see.​ ​Why​ ​don​'​t​ ​I​ ​help​ ​you,​ ​my​ ​lovers?​"​ ​smiled​ ​Pranamaya​ ​in​ ​a​ ​joke.

"​S-sure,​ ​why​ ​not?​!​"​ ​answered​ ​Pranaratna​ ​as​ ​the​ ​three​ ​laughed​ ​with​ ​each​ ​other.

Pranamaya​ ​started​ ​helping​ ​the​ ​two​ ​men​ ​in​ ​folding​ ​the​ ​blankets.​ ​Suddenly,​ ​someone​'​s​ ​knocking​ ​on​ ​the​ ​door.

"​Come​ ​in.​ ​It​'​s​ ​not​ ​locked.​"​ ​signaled​ ​Pranamaya​ ​in​ ​a​ ​loud​ ​voice.

Two​ ​guys​ ​entered​ ​the​ ​room​ ​holding​ ​bags​ ​of​ ​baskets.​ ​Pranarana​ ​was​ ​the​ ​one​ ​who​ ​opened​ ​the​ ​door​ ​and​ ​he​ ​was​ ​followed​ ​by​ ​his​ ​boyfriend,​ ​Prasaratna.​ ​Pranarana​ ​and​ ​Prasaratna​ ​were​ ​the​ ​lovers​ ​of​ ​Pranamaya,​ ​too.​ ​However,​ ​Prasarana​ ​started​ ​something​ ​seductive​ ​to​ ​Prasarana​ ​and​ ​Pranaratna.​ ​He​ ​felt​ ​himself​ ​delicious​ ​while​ ​looking​ ​at​ ​those​ ​guys.​ ​Pranarana​ ​noticed​ ​his​ ​boyfriend​'​s​ ​stare​ ​towards​ ​them​ ​except​ ​their​ ​master;​ ​Pranamaya,​ ​and​ ​lately​ ​he​ ​gets​ ​jealous.​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​