"Mom! i am going out will be back soon"

It was a hour before sun down when Mariana shouted while proceeding out of the main door whithout bothering if her mom heard it or not.

She was a seventeen years old high school girl with straight black hair dropping down her shoulders, blue eyes, bright and clean skin, a fatless body, a perfect modelling figure and a medium height. Since she belonged to a poor family, she did not wear fancy clothes rather her mom used to get her some used clothes from a cheap marketplace along the street. It did not matter for Kortine if the clothes were of perfect size or otherwise.

Her mom was Kortine. She was in middle thirties and used to work at a few places for earning some money to fulfill the mere basic needs to some extent. Kortine also had straight black hair that were a bit longer than her daughter but she kept them tied up, big black eyes, an almost round face, a skinny nose, erotic lips with a mole just above her lips on the right side. She was a bit tall but had a modest figure.

Mariana was walking on the street with a slow pace while looking around to the small shops but her mind was somewhere else in some elite place. She always thought of being a rich girl with big cars, a huge banglow of her own and some fancy dresses. She also had a desire to make the men around her to desire for her. She felt good about it even she did not know why she wanted so. She knew that the dresses she wore almost hid her figure from lusty eyes and no one that mattered noticed her much. The poor street guys were glaring at her but she did not bother about them at all.

As she kept on walking and she arrived in front of an elite dress store where she usually used to sit on the bench accross the store and see the people coming in for shopping and notice their dresses and cars and company.

"Oh! there she is, again."

Mariana said to herself while looking on the girl she used to notice ferquently. She was almost in her twenties, tall and skinny. She wore tight dresses but Mqriama knew that her figure is not as good as hers. The man with her was once again someone new. She came out of the store with that guy in middle thirties with a pleasantly mascular body, almost 6 feet tall, black eyes a broad chest. He was wearing a casual jeans and a T-shirt and was carrying the bags for her to a big car that Mariana did not even know the name. He opened the door for his girl and she hopped inside. Then he came towards his side and opened the door for himself and was about to sit when Mariana said in a medium tone that managed to strike his ears.

"Don't feel so good man you are just another transaction".

He turned his head towards the side and noticed that a poor street girl just said it to him....

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Next Chapter will be uploaded on 1 September 2021