Jasmine's knuckles turned white as she clenched her fists."How much for a night, Jasmine?""What's with the outfit? Looks filthy. Where's the dress?""Strip down, we like the view better without the rags."Their words were filthy.To Jasmine, they seemed fouler than the dirt itself."Knock it off, guys. It's Serena's birthday," someone whispered, bringing a modicum of order.With that, the crowd shifted to wish her well."It's your birthday too, Jasmine, remember?" Serena said with an indifferent tone.Jasmine remained silent as if she were mute."Cat got your tongue?" Zelda - also among the partygoers - nudged Jasmine roughly. Stumbling backwards, Jasmine fell into the arms of a man behind her."Look, Tom, your old crush practically throwing herself at you!" Someone jeered."Yeah, Tom, back in high school, you were all into her. Go on, she's easy money now," a few of them joked.Tom glanced at Jasmine with disdain. "Liked her? Get real, I never did. Don't make me sick."But Jasmine
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