Someone knocks on the bedroom door. Charlos stepped into the main room and opened the door. He had already guessed who was behind the door.
"Hello, Mr William."
"Hi. Just call me Charlos," replied Charlos.
She was an Indian woman with tan skin. Her nose is sharp, and her eyes are big with very thick eyelashes. Her face is so beautiful and sweet, with jet black hair and shoulder length.
The woman wore an orange bikini top that showed off her cleavage willingly and bottomed out a matching beach skirt wrapped around her waist.
She's about thirty years old compared to Miya, who was only twenty-three years old. She is still young but already working as a call woman—what a shame.
"My name is Hanisha, but you can call me Hani," said the woman. The pronunciation between Hani and Honey is indeed similar. Charlos loved it.
