The Real Veshya!
Puberty had hit him recently and Samar was just starting to appreciate the beauty of the other gender. Stivi was visiting his house just like any other day and like usual they had gotten into an argument.
Samar did not remember what it was about but it had escalated and she had splashed a glass of water on him. He had retaliated without hesitation, splashing her with not just one glass of water but emptying an entire pitcher over her head!
Her luscious black locks of hair clung to her face, highlighting her sharp face and stormy gray eyes, which held shock, anger and disbelief with a promise of retribution.
