I walked in darkness and sing a well known melody, mostly known by elderly people. My mum always sings it whenever she feels like dad disappointed her in ways he shouldn't. Which made her cry day by day and that made me squeal all night.

   I pass the beer parlour where so many people gathered and are drinking heavily.

   I hear hand thuds and whenever I look back, it's either a guy is slapping a lady's ass in laughter or the lady is slapping the guy on his cheek, also in laughter.

I usually get confused at how they know what they're doing to each other and still he friends. Or worse, still be coming or attending such a place.

  I hear my dad's voice as the top most wonderful men in the society and he is the one who built such a big bar in town.

  I hold back my scream and tears that's desperately wanting to escape my eyes and mouth.

   It's been three weeks now and Criss have still been missing. Criss mum have been sick ever since and also getting older by the day through her facial appearance and state of thinking and agony.

  I feel like go hanging around with some guy that don't expose secrets or have anything to do with all those nonsense.

  "I need a bag of white salt and yellow sugar please" I say to a young guy that always admire me but never says it.

  If you're to buy anything from your fellow seller, they must check you.

But in this case, he's going to check in between my body and my shirt.

  He bent the clothe a little lower and stared into my shirt making me feel miserable down to the pit of my stomach.

   After a quick search, he grabs my hand and placed in it, two nylons containing each ingredient I asked for.

  I walk again in silence down the tunnel leading to our little mud house, when I come across a woman that fetch a little water and to give to my mum.

"Have this, child" she said and I thanked her and she left

I scoff at the sight of this.

Even the body of the of the bottle can't help but show its miserability and partial pity for men that uses it. I pour the liquid content from the bottle unto the ground and sighed.

  I make my way to a bar that I can just chill off or something.

  The bar is buzzy and a little noisy. Things going on in it makes the room desperate to let go of some people.

   "Hello, my lady. What can I get you?" A man... An elderly man at that, asked.

"I just came for fun" I whisper and look up at the stage, some ladies walk into it and are swaying up and down and going down to get at men. Even men who have wives.

That's a little bit disgusting and odd.

I turn to see the elderly man still looking at me and even if I let go of this stupid introduction and so-called conversation, I bet he will still follow me wherever I go, so, let's just work with that, right?

  "Can you dance?" I hear him ask and I squirm.

  What type of question is that? And why does he want to know?

  I nod slowly, even if I don't think before I do things.

Immediately I nod, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me into the crowd to I guess where they call the backstage?

  Ladies... So many of them are making themselves up and some are chatting. But when I entered the place with the man, everywhere grew silence as they all stared at me.

If a pin dropped, I bet everyone in this room will know it did and where it dropped.

  "Let... Me.... G-Go!" I fight my way out of his hold and finally feel the pressure of assurance that even if he leaves me, I can't leave what he brought me here's for.

That's the thing.

"Sorry... Jeez" the man said and peeled a mask off his face.

   He's actually a young guy and very young at that.

  I look at him with my mouth nearly opened and opened wide.

"I'm AA"

AA? Is that a name?

"Short instance for Andrea Andrew" he completed and I sighed. A sigh of relief though.

  "I saw this wonderful lady that just came into this bar, and was looking round" he said giving me the:-

"You know what you did" Look.

I mouthed 'Sorry', even if I don't know what I did.

   He walked over to me and crossed his arms over my shoulders as he stared with the rest of the ladies, who looks deadly right now.

"She will be dancing with you guys" he said and they all smiled at me.

Friendly smiles and nice smiles are on their faces right now. It makes me feel comfortable and welcomed.

"Depends on her ass" I hear and I immediately feel embarrassed as laughter and little giggles engulfed the place.

  Andrea took a step backward to look at it and I immediately feel humiliated.

"The perfect size to me"

I take a step backwards and they all looked at me. Andrea understood my mood of embarrassment as he leaned forward and whisper into my ear.

"Don't mind them. Yours is fine to me"

Umm... First of, I already knew that. Secondly, thanks boy, but I love the way my ass is. Even if I don't get consideration from you.

  I stare at him and then look down at myself.

What's wrong with my body shape? Why do I feel so insecure at the moment?

  As I heard laughter, I turned slowly to leave but something stopped me... Something strong and overpowering...

I look up at a hefty and muscular, with a nice shaped lady, looking down at me with a smirk on her face.

"Don't get distracted with what all these fools say" she whisper and I nod and whispered a thank you to her as she left.

   "We have your size of the uniform. Don't worry, the men out there will love you and love you just the way you are"

  I smile at Andrea and he winks at me making me to blush, some what.

Well... It's nice to try out a new thing right?

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No! It's definitely not!

I feel my body jack up as I wear the uniform that they have to offer.

So tight and fitting... For those who have a little flesh on their skeleton.

I have never wore something so tight like this before. It feels good.

  "Wow... Makes this to come out a little" a lady said poking my shoulder.

I can guess what she means but I don't want to.

  "Show us what you got" I hear them say as we all left the dressing room to the stage where over 500 eyes are on us.

Holy... Shi-

A/n: Another update. Read for your own entertainment. Thank you!