I was eighteen and new in the boy's hostel. No one had wanted me at home. I had never known my father. I saw my mother go out with a different man almost every night ever since I was old enough to remember such things. She taught me some valuable lessons - how to be attractive, how to carry myself, how to be seductive, how to do my makeup. She always said, "You are such a cute boy, you...

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