Queen of the Slums
I was in business attire—a short leather skirt that barely covered my butt, hugging my two very round and perky cheeks, black stockings, and high heels.
As I walked into the slum, everyone's eyes were locked onto me. The way they stared made my skin crawl.
I approached the first household. The "house" was just a simple tent, furnished with only a bed and a fan.
"Hello? Is anyone home?" I stood at the entrance, not daring to go in.
After a moment, some moans came from inside, followed by a man asking, "Who is it?"
"I'm here to deliver contraceptives," I answered from the entrance.
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