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Mother keeps glaring at Mia our border slash prostitute for habitually taking her customer in the villa, mind you she's fun to be around, she always give a great stash of sweets that earned her another black marks from my mom.

" Earning your bread should be within your work area, how many times should I tell you to keep it away from here?"

" You're also doing my line of work, why so pretentious?"

" There's unwritten line between being tacky, vulgar, and society correct conduct." Mia glared saucily at Brenda upon hearing the words, then suddenly laugh mirthlessly.

" You mean to say, we should be elegant ladies while whoring ourselves for a few bucks?"

" Why not? This villa shouldn't be tainted."

" Why not? Care to explain why it's not fucking so?"

" Language my dear." Mia rolled her eyeballs and right now I can feel the agitation in her voice, she's exasperated to my mom's, 'oh so meticulous behavior'.

" Another unwritten rule between tacky, vulgar, and society correct conduct my dear Brenda?"

" If you put it that way -"

" And now you left me hanging, would you like to elaborate this attitude of being high and mighty and mind you you're always shoving this crap."

" Attitude my dear, she's within earshot, and don't go rolling that eyeballs again it's not great on you." Mia's jaw slacked a minute or two before she gathered her bearings.

" She knows what we're doing and please stop lecturing me once again with being socially correct. I'll gonna puked on your dammed face." I know Mia got a steely glare, mother is so formidable, not just in attitude but also in build. She's not a softy kind of woman, with frills and ribbons. She's handsome with sturdy stature, angular face and an elegant attitude through and through.

" I know Mia, but I drilled her to be a perfect lady."

" You have a lot of mystery Brenda than the rosary you always keep during Sunday mass. I really can't fathom the depths of your thinking."

"Just keep your source of bread away from here."

"Sure as you say my lady, " Mia bowed mockingly with a slight tilt of her head before straightening she winked at my direction.

I cheekily grinned and followed the shadowy part of the villa, catching up with Mia before she hit the sack.

" Hey little one, look at you always dressed to impress!" She cockily observed. I can't help the bubbly emotions and laugh freely. She hug me dearly to muffled my laughter. Then when my laughter subside she peeled me gently an inch away from her hunched position.

" A lady shouldn't laugh recklessly," we simultaneously recite, it's one of the creed an oath mother incalcute in me.

She looked at me making sure I'm looking at her eyes. It's the first time I saw her so determined, so focused and full of love.

" Remember these two words my little one, run and hide."

" Why?" I asked curiously.

" You are your mother's daughter, you're intelligent enough, be sassy, don't hide your true self." She cut the eye contact and kissed me fervently on my forehead, " run along little one, practice the art of hide and seek, God forbid I'm so worn-out! I'm hitting the sack."

" Thank you Mia, you're the best!"

" I know right! But still no sweet treats for you that's the only concensus I have with your overbearing mother."

" You love her." I state the obvious.

" Of course I do. I'm the only one who can withstand her atrocity, and only Me can put some sense in her airy head."

I hugged her one last time before I head out of her room. I closed the door quietly before mom catch me going out of Mia's room. It's a great taboo for me to freely get in and get out to any rented rooms in the villa. My time should religiously go to different sessions with selected tutors and instructors.