[The Nun (My Romantic Relationship with the Prostitute I Deflowered)]

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Xiaoyue is a prostitute I know. The term "prostitute" isn't a general term for young women, but rather a more polite way of referring to women in her profession. A more vulgar term would be "chicken," an insulting one would be "bitch," and the official Chinese term would be "prostitute."

Prostitutes also come in different ranks; some flaunt their smiles on the streets, some work as hostesses at bars and taverns, and some work in brothels, hair salons, saunas, hotels, restaurants, and so on.

Xiaoyue is considered a higher-class prostitute; she works as a hostess and singer at the most upscale karaoke bar in my city. Of course, if things go well, she might stay overnight.

Xiaoyue isn't her real name; most prostitutes won't tell you their real name, so they'll usually tell you she's called Xiaoyan, Xiaoqing, Xiaoyu, Xiaoxue, etc. I don't know Xiaoyue's real name, only that she's from Sichuan.

Like many Sichuan girls, Xiaoyue is a beauty—tall, with fair skin and large, lake-like eyes that sparkle with every glance, often reminding me of the phrase "bright and beautiful eyes." I'm often amazed by the strangeness of Sichuan province; how can so many beautiful women grow up in those poor, remote places? The country should really study this topic to improve the overall attractiveness of Chinese women.

Many women in her line of work are frivolous and vulgar, even those with some beauty aren't immune. So, often, a very beautiful woman becomes repulsive and uninteresting after a while. Xiaoyue, however, doesn't have this problem. Although her speech is plain, it's still charming and lovely.

We were acquaintances in the sex industry, the kind you could call friends. When she first started, I deflowered her; the price was 10,000 yuan, which I still think was worth it. By "

deflowering," I don't simply mean having sex once. Personally, I think men who spend money to lose their virginity once and then leave are foolish. Women rarely experience pleasure the first time, especially with a complete stranger. Sex is a mutual pleasure; both partners need to feel something for a harmonious and fulfilling experience. If it's just a casual encounter, it's best to find a mature woman who knows how to cherish a man, not a virgin. The best way to lose a woman's virginity is to spend time with her, build some rapport, then lose her virginity, and gradually let her experience pleasure. In short, men should maintain a balance and fully enjoy the process.

At that time, I was very tired from work, so I took a long vacation and drove with her to Zhangjiajie, Hunan.

I was 25 years old that year, full of energy. On the first day, we drove over 800 kilometers to Changsha and checked into the four-star Mandarin Oriental Hotel. We chatted and laughed along the way; we were already quite familiar with each other.

After having dinner at the hotel restaurant, we returned to our room, and Xiaoyue ran a hot shower for me. I took off all my clothes in front of her; it was probably the first time she'd seen a naked man, and she blushed deeply. I went into the bathroom and soaked in the bathtub. After a long day, the hot water felt soothing. I called her in to help me scrub my back.

I called her several times before she finally came in. She had already taken off her outer clothes and was wearing old, unfashionable underwear, but the flaws didn't detract from her beauty; instead, they made her skin look even whiter and more delicate. She was only 17 years old at the time, but her body was already fully developed. She was tall and slender, with long, straight legs and a beautifully rounded bottom. My heart skipped a beat, and my penis instantly became erect. I told her to take off her clothes and get into the bathtub. She hesitated for a while before reluctantly taking off her clothes with her back turned. When she turned around, her face was as red as a cloth, and she covered her chest with one hand and her genitals with the other, cautiously stepping into the bathtub. I knew I had to be gentle with this kind of girl, so I softly comforted her: "Don't be afraid, I'm young too. Although the clients in movies are all old, ugly villains, I'm actually a pretty good guy. Just treat me like your boyfriend." She was still a naive young girl, and she chuckled: "You're quite handsome, Sha." She spoke with a pleasant "Sha" at the end. "Before I met you, I thought you were an old man, but you're so young."

With a laugh, although she was still shy, she wasn't as awkward as before. I released my hand from her chest, and I saw a pair of fair and tender breasts. Her breasts weren't very large, but for a 17-year-old girl, they were quite impressive. They were the kind of spherical shape I liked, with large, reddish-black areolas, but the nipples seemed invisible, retracted into the areolas.

I gently embraced her, splashed some water on her breasts, and softly stroked them. Her body trembled a few times, then she adjusted. I leaned over and kissed her forehead, then moved to her hairline and kissed her ear, teasing her earlobe with my tongue, then slipping my tongue inside her ear to play with it. She probably hadn't experienced this kind of stimulation before; she let out a muffled groan and slumped limply into my arms. My other hand began to knead her breasts more vigorously, stimulating her nipples with my fingertips. The little buds immediately sprang from their areolas, and her breasts seemed to swell, becoming firmer and more elastic.

My mouth shifted to kiss her lips. Her lips instinctively flinched, but I caught them. This is the advantage of sleeping with a virgin; you don't have to worry about her having any STDs, you can kiss her with peace of mind. Her lips were very soft. I pried open her teeth with my tongue, slipped it into her mouth, and teased it repeatedly. Her tongue slowly responded, beginning to tease me back. She clearly had kissing experience and knew how to stimulate her partner. Her sweet tongue slipped into my mouth for me to lick.

I felt the time was right, and my hand slowly caressed down her beautiful breasts, across her smooth belly, then submerged in the water to touch her smooth abdomen, feeling the slight bulge between her legs, then her pubic hair. Her pubic hair was short but thick, like a layer of down. I played with her pubic hair, my fingers circling it repeatedly, stirring up large waves between her legs. I knew those waves were stimulating her vagina; her body was burning, she trembled slightly, and her legs twitched.

I pulled her closer, letting her lean against my shoulder. My hand, which was around her, slipped under her armpit and kneaded her left breast. My mouth moved away from hers and to her right breast, my tongue swirling around her areola, gradually narrowing the circle to her nipple. Her wet nipple had a sweet scent. I stimulated it for a while, then opened my mouth and swallowed half of her breast at once, gently biting it, then spitting it out, then swallowing it again, repeating this process. The virgin Xiaoyue couldn't withstand this stimulation and cried out.

My other hand moved down from her pubic hair to her vulva, and she trembled violently. My hand slowly moved over her labia; her labia majora and minora were plump and thick, their fullness felt by my fingers, and they were slippery to the touch in the water. I found her clitoris and teased it with my thumb, while my middle finger slowly inserted into her vagina. Her vagina was full of water, noticeably thicker and slipperier than the water in the bathtub—it must be her vaginal fluid. She let out moans. My finger was inserted about halfway, touching a soft membrane. She shuddered and cried out, "Ouch!" I knew it was her hymen.

I didn't want to break her hymen with my finger, so I withdrew my middle finger and circled it around her vaginal opening. After a while, she suddenly convulsed, her face flushed, her eyes glazed, and her legs clamped tightly around my hand. I knew she had orgasmed.

I stopped playing with her and gently kissed her, to which she responded softly.

After showering, she carefully dried me with a towel, including my erect penis.

I lifted her naked body, threw her onto the bed, and kissed her passionately. Then I asked her, "Was that good?" Her face was flushed, and she remained silent, but her expression told me the answer was yes.

I didn't want to break her hymen tonight; I wanted to arouse her first, so I asked if she had watched porn. She said she had watched a few while staying at Sister Qing's house.

Sister Qing was the madam who introduced her to me. She's a famous madam in my city, known for having many beautiful women at her disposal and for their excellent service. It seems she truly lives up to her reputation; she specifically makes this young girl watch porn to learn how to serve men. I asked her if she had seen any videos on how to perform oral sex, and she nodded.

So I lay down and let her give me oral sex. She obediently crawled over and started licking my nipples, slowly moving downwards, then took my glans into her mouth. This is one of the advantages of virginity; you can train her well from the beginning. On the contrary, many women with a lot of sexual experience refuse to give oral sex. But this kind of young virgin, if you let her watch oral sex porn and give her oral sex from the start, she will think that oral sex is a natural form of sex.

Her movements were clumsy, her breathing rapid, and she had to catch her breath after licking a few times. After a while, she gradually became more skilled and no longer needed to catch her breath. She was very serious, carefully licking from different angles with her wet tongue, kissing back and forth with her red and tender lips, and occasionally raising her eyelids to look at me with bright eyes, but her face had an innocent expression, which made me feel extremely lewd.
She started to use her mouth to play with my penis. My penis was already wet from her tongue, and it was incredibly lubricated in her mouth. At first, she inserted it very shallowly, and after a few thrusts, she gently bit my glans with her small teeth.

I had been lying down enjoying her services when I couldn't resist lifting up to play with her breasts. After a while, I wasn't satisfied, so I had her turn around so her buttocks were facing me. I vigorously rubbed her large, plump buttocks; they were very perky and felt incredibly bouncy.

My hand moved to her genitals, teasing her clitoris. She started moaning, but with my penis in her mouth, she could only make soft, muffled sounds. Her vagina became wet and warm, slowly releasing glistening love juice. I dug even harder, and the little hole seemed like a spring, constantly gushing out water. She was the kind of girl who was incredibly wet; my hands were soaked, and her juices flowed down her thighs onto the sheets, wetting a large area.

She was already quite skilled at using her mouth, and it was getting faster and faster, penetrating deeper and deeper, until my glans felt like it was inside her throat.

I thought to myself, this little slut is a genius. Her first time giving oral sex was this good. I shouldn't underestimate her. I can't ejaculate so quickly. But the more I thought about it, the more I couldn't control myself. I gasped a few times and said in a trembling voice, "So good." A chill ran down my spine, my anus contracted, and a stream of semen shot out, shooting deep into her throat.

She slowed down, using both her hands and mouth until I ejaculated completely. She swallowed all the semen and then licked my penis clean with her tongue.

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That was great. Was it your first time?" I asked her. She replied that it was her first time, but Sister Qing had taught her in detail. I thought to myself that the popular madam was indeed living up to her reputation.

I said I would go shopping with her for some clothes tomorrow. She thanked me and snuggled into my arms. We were both naked and fell asleep in each other's arms.

Maybe it was because I was tired from driving for more than ten hours, but I slept until dawn. After waking up, I had breakfast with her and then took her to Heiwado to buy clothes. She was as excited as a child, carefully picking out several outfits. She's a natural clothes hanger; the clothes she wore transformed her from plain to a bright and fashionable city girl. I also picked out a few sexy lingerie pieces for her. When she finally left hand in hand with me, wearing a tank top and a short skirt, to passersby we looked like an enviable couple; no one would believe we were a customer and a prostitute.

Zhangjiajie is about 300 kilometers from Changsha. First, there's the highway from Changsha to Changde, about 100 kilometers. I slept well last night and was full of energy, arriving in Changde in less than an hour, then entering 200 kilometers of mountain roads. Xiaoyue

and I became even closer after last night. Today she bought several beautiful outfits, was in high spirits, and smiled sweetly at me—it was wonderful. I used cruise control the whole way, occasionally touching her breasts. She responded gently, the whole journey was enchanting. When I wasn't touching her, she sang along to the music in the car. It seems she knows many popular songs.

The 200-mile mountain road was difficult to traverse. In many places, one side was a cliff, and the other a sheer drop. The road was entirely S-shaped, with sharp 180-degree turns every few dozen meters. Fortunately, there weren't many pedestrians or vehicles on the road, so I could barely maintain a speed of 40 kilometers per hour. After walking for about another hour, it was almost noon. I stopped the car under a relatively spacious shady tree, drank water, and ate some biscuits and eight-treasure porridge. She ate a few biscuits herself, then opened a can of eight-treasure porridge and fed me spoonful by spoonful.

The air conditioning blew her hair back, her fair face flushed, and her bright eyes looked at me with affection. There was no one else around, as if the whole world consisted only of her and me. My heart fluttered, and I pulled her close, pressing my lips to hers. She responded passionately, and we shared a long kiss.

I lifted her tight tank top to her chest and unhooked her bra. She cried out, "Oh no, someone might see us!" I said, "No one's around. Even if they do see us, they don't know us. What's there to be afraid of?" She stopped resisting, and I buried my head in her chest to suckle her breasts. She giggled from the tickling sensation.

After a while, my neck started to hurt, so I moved my seat back, picked her up, and let her sit on my lap. Then I buried my face in her chest again. My hands wandered under her skirt, kneading her vulva through her panties. She moaned softly, and soon her panties were soaked. I removed her panties and examined her vulva closely.

Beneath her velvety black pubic hair, her labia were red. Many women have dark pubic hair, but she didn't. The skin near her labia was as white and tender as the rest of her body, transitioning directly to the red of her labia. The contrast of red and white was beautiful. Her labia were already wet, and a small, delicate opening was oozing her juices.

I reclined the chair back, placed Xiaoyue on it, lifted her skirt, and licked her vulva. When I touched her alluring, tender flesh, she cried out, "My beard... it hurts so much!" It turned out I hadn't shaved that morning, and my beard was pricking her soft flesh. I simply rubbed my chin against her labia, causing her to gush with lustful fluids.

I used my tongue to part the foreskin of her clitoris, repeatedly teasing her small, round, red bean-like clitoris. The little bean became incredibly firm, dancing on my tongue with each touch. Xiaoyue's moans grew louder, her legs twisting and turning, but I held them firmly in my hands, unable to move. Her whole body trembled slightly with the rhythm of my tongue, and her lustful fluids increased, filling my mouth completely.

Many people believe that female vaginal fluid is highly nutritious and beneficial to consume. In the past, wealthy men in China would soak dates and bayberries in the vaginas of their maids and concubines, consuming the soaked fluid for its health benefits. However, scientific research shows that female vaginal fluid, like male semen, is over 90% water and has no particular nutritional value, nor is it harmful. So I treated it like water, swallowing all of her vaginal fluid.

I parted her vulva with my lips, puffed out my cheeks, and gently blew inside. Xiaoli let out a soft "ah." I blew a few more times, then opened my mouth and swallowed her entire labia minora, sealing the gap between them with my lips. I puffed out my cheeks and blew hard, a stream of air rushing into Xiaoyue's vagina, vibrating her hymen and producing a muffled gurgling sound. After repeating this several times, Xiaoyue was panting heavily, limp and exhausted.

I knew she was about to climax, so I immediately thrust my tongue into her vagina. At first, I didn't dare insert too deeply, only hovering at the entrance, then slowly penetrating deeper with each thrust until I touched her hymen. Xiaoli moaned softly with each thrust, but she was already weak and powerless.

I then increased the speed of my thrusts, making smacking sounds with my tongue, and Xiaoli's cries became louder again.

Suddenly, a car horn sounded. Looking to the side, I saw a large bus slowly approaching, only a dozen meters away. Xiaoyue had obviously seen it too, and was terrified. But perhaps this extra shock gave her brain a unique stimulation that even a man couldn't provide; a gush of vaginal fluid suddenly spurted from her vagina, spraying me all over.

Xiaoyue's whole body went limp; she tried to get up, but was too weak. I pushed her back to the back seat and immediately started the car. Some people on the bus had already seen Xiaoyue naked in my car, and immediately opened their windows to look out. I stepped on the gas, intending to brush past the bus, but it happened to be at a sharp bend in the road, so I had to slow down and turn the steering wheel, which gave the people on the bus a good look at Xiaoyue.

The car turned a corner, leaving the tour bus behind, hidden from view by the mountains. It turned out the tour bus seemed to be one of three, and the two behind it were also making a racket.

People always have a sense of shame, and even though I couldn't possibly know anyone on the bus, I still felt my face flush and my heart race, though there was a strange kind of pleasure in it.

After the other two buses had passed, Xiaoyue, her face as red as a sheet, climbed over from the back to put on her clothes. I stopped the car, adjusted my seat, and continued on my way.

Xiaoyue, her face still flushed, sat next to me. I tried to comfort her, but she remained silent
. After about ten minutes, she recovered, but two rosy patches remained on her face; I knew it was the afterglow of her climax. Seeing me still comforting her, she suddenly chuckled, her face beaming, and said, "I don't care, we don't know anyone anyway." Then she turned up the volume on the stereo and sang along with the music.

Ultimately, she was exhausted from her climax and soon fell asleep. I didn't disturb her, turned down the music, and focused on driving.

The 200-kilometer mountain road took almost five hours, and around 4 pm, we finally arrived in Zhangjiajie.

Zhangjiajie is located in western Hunan, predominantly inhabited by the Yi ethnic group. It's a small city, but because tourism is its main industry, there are quite a few hotels. I'm not picky about food when I'm traveling, but I am very particular about accommodation, so I chose the best hotel in the city. After checking in and getting into the room, I was too tired to move, so I collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep. Xiaoyue also fell asleep next to me.

When I woke up, I saw Xiaoyue nestled in my arms like a cat, sleeping soundly, her cheeks rosy, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly from time to time, and her small mouth full and red. I couldn't resist giving her a kiss on the cheek. She woke up from the kiss but remained nestled in my arms, her eyes darting around.

I checked my watch; it was already past eight o'clock, so we

got up and went out for dinner. Outside, the city lights were already twinkling. I drove around for a bit and then stopped in front of a very popular restaurant. We went inside with Xiaoyue, and saw many people eating mandarin fish hotpot, so we ordered one too. Considering Xiaoyue likes spicy food, I specifically asked for extra spice. Xiaoyue ate very heartily, and I also had a good appetite.

After dinner, I drove Xiaoyue around Zhangjiajie for a while, and a cool breeze was blowing outside. I opened the window to let the wind in, and I felt incredibly refreshed, bathed in the cool air. Xiaoyue seemed to feel the same way. Driving

in this kind of weather is most likely to arouse a woman, and Xiaoyue seemed to be in an exceptionally good mood, laughing non-stop the whole way, occasionally offering her red lips for me to kiss passionately.

We got back to the hotel after ten o'clock, so I took a bath. This time, Xiaoyue was no longer as shy as she had been the night before. She took off her clothes and bathed with me.

I was soaking in the bathtub, and as soon as she stepped in, I pulled her up, and she pounced on me. I embraced her and kissed her passionately, and she responded intensely.

I rubbed shower gel all over her body, her skin feeling incredibly smooth. I gently caressed her, her breasts rubbing lightly against my chest. I could feel her nipples, already erect, rubbing against my pectoral muscles from between the soft flesh of her breasts. Occasionally, they would touch my nipples, sending a wave of pleasure through my brain. Her buttocks were raised,

refusing to let her genitals touch my penis. I pressed her buttocks firmly, her genitals touching my hard penis. I pressed her buttocks, making her genitals press my penis against my lower abdomen, then pushed her buttocks and twisted, letting her labia and pubic hair rub against my penis. She immediately understood, gently twisting her buttocks, her soft pubic hair rubbing back and forth against my penis.

Because of the shower gel's lubrication and Xiaoyue's particularly smooth body, the friction between our bodies was exceptionally gentle. During this friction, my penis would occasionally thrust randomly against her vulva, making Xiaoyue pant heavily. My penis felt like it was about to burst.

I got up and rubbed shower gel on her soft, white breasts, while using my other hand to wash her genitals. My fingers probed and teased the fleshy area. Xiaoyue's body leaned limply against me, her hands weakly washing my penis.

Seeing the time was right, I dried us both off, picked up her soft body, and placed her on the bed. I pounced on her, showering her face, eyes, ears, and mouth with passionate kisses, then slowly kissed her neck, and finally her breasts. After a few moments on her breasts, I moved down to her genitals, moving over her abdomen. I performed oral sex on her, leaving Xiaoyue completely limp and soaked in her juices.

The term "virgin" doesn't simply mean an intact hymen; it refers to a woman's psychological and physiological aversion to male penetration. Therefore, to successfully deflower her, my experience suggests several points: First, cultivate a connection to eliminate her psychological resistance. Regardless of a woman's education level, subconsciously, she believes her first time should be with someone she likes, or at least doesn't dislike. Second, arouse her sexual desire, making her physiologically crave your penis, thus eliminating her physical resistance.

I felt I had cultivated this connection sufficiently over the past two days. Xiaoyue no longer felt psychologically or physiologically resistant, so I placed a towel under her and rubbed my penis against her vulva. Xiaoyue realized the moment was approaching and trembled with nervousness. After my glans was fully wet, I slowly inserted my penis. Her vagina, after being explored with my tongue over the past two days, was quite wide, and my glans quickly went in halfway.

I knew I couldn't rush things at this point, so I didn't go any deeper. Instead, I lay on top of her and kissed her lips. She was so nervous she forgot to respond. It wasn't until I pried open her teeth with my tongue that she came to her senses. We kissed for a while, and Xiaoyue's emotions gradually calmed down, her body no longer stiff with tension.

I put my tongue in her ear, licking deep into her ear canal. She seemed very sensitive there, her hands tightly holding me. My left hand rubbed and kneaded her full breasts, while my other hand reached down to our point of contact and gently teased her clitoris. Xiaoyue's body grew hotter and hotter, and her vagina began to flow again, but my glans blocked it.

During the process of breaking a hymen, the man usually takes the lead, so it's especially important to control the pace. Before breaking the hymen, it should be done slowly to fully relieve the woman's tension and ensure her vagina is sufficiently lubricated to reduce pain. But when breaking the hymen, it must be done decisively and quickly.

I felt the time was right, so I moved my hand down to her thigh and stroked it. Then, I lowered myself and thrust my penis in, breaking through her thin hymen.

Caught off guard, Xiaoyue cried out in pain, "It hurts!" She tried to push me away with both hands, but I held her tightly, using my waist to slowly insert my penis fully, and then remained still.

Xiaoyue groaned in pain, tears welling in her eyes. Her vaginal muscles spasmed with pain, contracting and relaxing slightly.

I held her like that for a while, waiting for her pain to subside, before kissing her again. Xiaoyue clenched her teeth in pain. My penis remained inside her vagina, and I gently stroked her entire body while licking her lips.

Xiaoyue gradually began to respond to my kisses; I knew she had passed the most difficult stage.

My penis twitched slightly. Xiaoyue still seemed to feel pain, but it was bearable. I increased the speed of my movements, kneading her breasts with my hands, and her nipples began to harden again. I slowly changed my movements from twisting to gentle thrusting, and she groaned in pain through my gagged mouth.

Her vagina was very tight, gripping my penis with a slight pain, and it tightened even more during thrusting. The blood from her ruptured hymen mixed with her vaginal fluid, but it was even thicker than the fluid, rubbing against my penis with a rough texture during thrusting.

Many erotic novels describe how painful a woman's first time is, followed by intense pleasure during thrusting, but in reality, I've never seen a woman have an orgasm after her first time. At this time, a woman feels more of a tearing pain in her genitals. If there is any pleasure, it's only in areas like the breasts, lips, and ears, but these pleasures are far less intense than the pain in her genitals.

I gradually increased my speed, thrusting without any technique, and when I was about to ejaculate, I pulled out and ejaculated onto her pubic hair.

A few bright red spots appeared on the towel beneath her, as vibrant as red plum blossoms in the snow.

The next day, I didn't go out; I just stayed with Xiaoyue in the hotel watching TV, and we ate takeout in the room. In the evening, I only kissed her passionately and stimulated her breasts, but I didn't touch her genitals. On the third day, I still didn't plan any trips, spending the whole day kissing and caressing Xiaoyue in the room. By this time, I could stimulate her genitals with my hands.

That night, I inserted my penis into her vagina for the second time, and she could tolerate my thrusting without much pain.

We stayed in Zhangjiajie for two weeks, and apart from occasionally going to a few tourist attractions, we made love in the hotel. She seemed to be experiencing more and more pleasure and enjoying sex more and more. And women like Xiaoyue, when they first experience the pleasure of being a woman, seem to have inexhaustible sexual desire. During sex, she became more and more proactive and more and more wanton. Every time, I ejaculated into her mouth, and she swallowed it all, licking my penis clean before we fell asleep in each other's arms. Several times I woke up to find her using her full little mouth to tease my penis.

Our sex life became increasingly harmonious, and we reached orgasm together several times. With this harmonious sex life, Xiaoyue seemed to become more and more attached to me. When the night came for our return trip, we didn't sleep all night, making love non-stop. After each ejaculation, Xiaoyue would use her mouth to make my penis erect again, and then thrust in and out of her pink vagina and full mouth, while the smell of my sweat and her vaginal fluids filled the entire room.

Finally, she threw herself into my arms, sobbing, and said, "Brother Qiang, I don't want to be a prostitute, please take me in, okay? Xiaoyue begs you." I was speechless, and after a long while, I said, "Xiaoyue, you have to face reality. I'm not married yet, and I can't take you in. You can consider me a friend from now on, and I will try my best to help you."

Xiaoyue

cried for a while, and knowing that I couldn't agree to her request, she stopped crying and silently packed her luggage.

Since returning from Zhangjiajie, Xiaoyue began her career as a prostitute. With her looks, she quickly became very popular, and several wealthy bosses wanted to keep her, but she refused them all.

Actually, hiring a prostitute is fine; once you've had your fun, that's it. A prostitute's nature is to have a thousand men bed her, a constant flow of customers, and good girls are meant to be shared. But some men, upon seeing a girl they like, want to monopolize her, not only affecting family happiness but also wasting resources. Therefore, I particularly despise such men.

She was quite good to me; when she had time, she would call and invite me for a few drinks, and after drinking, we would have sex, but she never accepted money from me. She said I gave her some good memories of her life as a prostitute, something that money couldn't buy.

She did this for about a year. One night, I was woken up by her phone call. She said on the phone, "Brother Qiang, come pick me up at my place," and then hung up. So I drove to her place.

When she got in the car, I noticed she wasn't wearing makeup, so I asked her, "Don't you have to work tonight?" She replied that she didn't. She then asked me to go drinking with her. So I drove her to a bar I frequent.

She seemed to be in a bad mood, constantly drinking alone. In my experience, it's best not to ask anything at times like this, so I silently kept her company.

After two cans of Heineken, she spoke, her first question being whether I remembered what day it was.

I thought for a moment and realized there wasn't anything special, so I said I didn't remember any special days.

She sighed and asked me to drive her for a walk. So I did as she requested, taking her to a mountaintop near the city.

It was already past midnight, and the mountain was deserted. From the mountaintop, the city lights were sparse, indicating the deep of night. A cool breeze blew across the mountaintop, and the night was as cool as water.

She seemed preoccupied, and I didn't know why, so I remained silent.

After a while, she walked up to me, suddenly squatted down, unzipped my pants, took out my penis, stroked it a couple of times with her hand, and then began to give me oral sex with her beautiful little mouth. Her technique was superb; her little mouth would sometimes suck, sometimes lick, sometimes blow; her tongue would sometimes lick, sometimes wrap, sometimes entwine, and her teeth would sometimes bite lightly and sometimes heavily on the glans.

Although I didn't understand why she was doing this, I still thoroughly enjoyed her oral skills. I thought to myself that this little slut was truly a genius; the first time she gave me oral sex, it had already made me incredibly happy, and now it was even more ecstatic.

My penis was completely soaked with her saliva, and she was sucking it with loud smacking sounds. She formed her lips into a small glans, tightly gripping my penis, stroking the glans back and forth. When the entire glans was inside her mouth, she pressed her lips even harder against the coronal sulcus, causing my urethral opening to dilate sharply. Her tongue then slipped inside, pushing against the tender flesh of the urethral opening. A sensation that was indistinguishable between pleasure and pain instantly spread throughout my body, making me tremble.

She continued to blow on me for a while, then stopped just as I was about to ejaculate. She stood up, took a few steps away, and quickly stripped off her clothes, revealing a snow-white body before me.

Her body was slightly fuller than a year ago, her breasts much larger, yet still full and firm. Her buttocks were round and still as pert as before. The fullness of her breasts and buttocks accentuated the slenderness and softness of her waist, seemingly too delicate to be grasped in one hand. Because of her slightly larger breasts, her waist leaned forward slightly to support them, making her entire body appear even more 'S' shaped. The wind blew her beautiful hair back, making her look like a fairy descended from heaven, completely free of any worldly airs.

I thought if Xiaoyue had been born into a better family, she could definitely be a model; at least she'd be much prettier than the Miss Hong Kong and Miss Asia contestants of recent years.

Seeing me staring at her blankly, Xiaoyue walked up to me, took my hands, and placed them on her breasts, saying, "Fuck me, I really want to."

Of course, I wasn't going to take that lying down. I immediately started kneading her breasts with my hands and kissing her earlobes and neck. Since that time in Zhangjiajie, I hadn't kissed her lips anymore. After all, she was a prostitute now; happiness was important, but safety couldn't be ignored.

Xiaoyue moaned softly, her body twisting, rubbing my penis against her lower abdomen and thighs. Her hands didn't stop either, quickly stripping me naked.

My hands roamed over her body for a while, pinching and probing her sensitive spots, slowly feeling her vagina become wet, but not as wet as before.

I said I'd go get a condom from the car. She suddenly stopped reacting, her body ceasing its movements. Then she looked up at me, a flicker of disgust crossing her eyes, which then turned into a look of pity, her face full of pleading. She slowly said, "This day last year was the day I met you, and also the day I started working as a prostitute. Can you do it to me like that time? Don't worry, when I'm with other women, I always make them wear condoms, and I don't let them kiss me. You can kiss me without worry, and do it to me without a condom."

I had never heard her use such vulgar words as "prostitute" or "do it" before; she seemed to be deliberately insulting herself. I found her strange behavior today odd, but I figured that a woman in the sex industry would naturally feel some self-loathing and gloom on the anniversary of her fall into prostitution. I tried to comfort her. So

I used all my strength, riding her with all my might, and she responded willingly, displaying her utmost lewdness. And so, in this desolate wilderness, we had a wild, open-air lovemaking session.

Afterwards, we lay side by side on the grass, the wind blowing against our naked bodies, the stars twinkling faintly in the sky.

She asked me, "If I were a local girl with a decent job, or if I were a Sichuan girl who graduated from university and came to work in Guangdong, would you pursue me, become my girlfriend, and then marry me?"

I honestly answered, "Of course I would; that's exactly how I envision my future wife."

She fell silent. That night, we lay on the mountaintop until dawn before leaving.

On the fourth day, I received a call from Aqing, asking if I had seen Xiaoyue, saying she hadn't been to work for five or six days. I said I had seen her four days ago and asked him to check Xiaoyue's place. Aqing said he had asked, and the landlord said Xiaoyue had moved out.

I then called Xiaoyue's cell phone, but the caller ID said, "The number you dialed is disconnected."

Xiaoyue had vanished just like that, as if blown away by a gust of wind. But women like her are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges in this city, and the city remained brightly lit and bustling; soon, no one remembered her.

A year later, in the summer, a group of friends happened to be free at the same time, so we went to a famous mountain in Sichuan for a trip. While exploring the mountain, we discovered a dilapidated nunnery. Several of my friends were quite devout Buddhists, and seeing the solemn yet dilapidated statue of Guanyin in the nunnery, they pooled together tens of thousands of yuan to make an offering so that the nunnery could have money to recast the statue.

We took the money to make an offering. The young nun guarding the gate was delighted to hear our purpose and led us to sit in the pavilion in the small garden of the nunnery. She then ran to call the nun in charge of receiving guests.

After a while, a nun slowly approached along the path hidden by flowers. Her movements were graceful and elegant. I couldn't help but think that such a beauty could be found in this small nunnery.

In a flash, the nun drew near. She wore a blue robe, her black hair was completely shaved, yet she was very beautiful, with delicate features, and seemed vaguely familiar.

She seemed surprised to see me, but then asked about the offering. We expressed our respect for Buddhism and presented her with tens of thousands of yuan. As she chatted with my friends, her eyes swept over me. Suddenly, it dawned on me: she was Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue must have recognized me too, because after seeing my surprised expression, a slight smile crossed her lips, but she didn't acknowledge me. She simply thanked us politely for our donation, saying that since everyone had such a devout heart, the Bodhisattva would surely bless us.

I couldn't figure out her intentions for becoming a nun, and it was rather inconvenient in front of so many friends, so I suppressed my curiosity and didn't say anything for the time being. I thought to myself, Xiaoyue seems to speak much more politely now; judging by her appearance, she's only 19 years old.

After a few more polite words, Xiaoyue had the young nun accept the money, and then asked us to write down our names so that the nunnery could set up memorial tablets for us to pray for blessings.

After that, Xiaoyue walked up to me, bowed with both hands, and said, "Esteemed benefactor, this nun has some advice to offer; may we step aside to speak?"

I chuckled inwardly, thinking that Xiaoyue could speak so elegantly. So I returned the bow with my hands clasped and said, "I am willing to listen to the Master's teachings." Amidst everyone's surprised gazes, I followed Xiaoyue away.

Xiaoyue led me around a bend in the small garden to a dilapidated courtyard. Xiaoyue stopped, her previous solemn expression gone, and looked at me with a smile, saying, "You still recognize me, don't you?"

I said, "Xiaoyue, what's going on? How did you become a nun?" She said it wasn't convenient to talk about it here, and asked where I lived, promising to visit me the next day. I told her where I lived. Xiaoyue then led me out.

When we arrived at the nunnery gate, my friends were already waiting there, asking me what was going on. I made up a few excuses, but my friends seemed quite envious of my supposed affinity for Buddhism.

The next day, my friends went out sightseeing, and I excused myself, saying I wasn't feeling well, and stayed at the hotel alone.

Until two o'clock in the afternoon, the doorbell rang. I opened the door and saw Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue wasn't dressed as a nun; instead, she was in modern clothes: a white fitted shirt, a small, delicate backpack, and stonewashed blue jeans. She looked graceful and elegant, her long, slightly dyed blonde hair framing her unadorned face. Her large, bright eyes shone with a captivating charm—a true urban beauty.

Seeing me staring blankly, she playfully scolded, "Have you seen enough?"

I quickly ushered her into the room. Xiaoyue sat on the sofa, took the Coke I offered, opened it, and sipped it with delight. Seeing me staring at her, she said, "I couldn't possibly come to the hotel dressed as a nun to see you, could I? This hair is fake."

I said, "Xiaoyue, why did you leave without saying goodbye? I was so worried about you." Xiaoyue smiled sweetly and said, "You weren't always this sweet-talking." She put down the Coke, walked over to me, cupped my face in her hands, and said, "Let me take a good look at you, see if you've aged." Her eyes glistened with tears, and her face looked saggy. "Don't stay up so late all the time,"

I thought. Suddenly, I felt a pang of sadness. I reached out and hugged her, saying, "Xiaoyue, why didn't you contact me? Why did you come here to be a nun?"

Xiaoyue didn't answer, but hugged me tightly, her lips meeting mine. Her lips carried the cool, sweet scent of cola.

We kissed gently, our tongues intertwining. Xiaoyue's body slowly warmed in my arms. She took my hand and placed it on her full breasts, saying, "Brother Qiang, see if they've grown."

I kneaded her firm breasts through her clothes. Her clothes and bra were thin; even through the two layers of fabric, I could vaguely feel the smoothness and tenderness of her breasts, and her restless nipples were already erect.

Suddenly, I remembered she was a nun and quickly let go, saying, "Xiaoyue, no, you can't break your vows." Xiaoyue

still held me, saying, "I've decided to return to secular life. The reason I only came this afternoon is because I was talking to my master about it this morning."

I was even more astonished, thinking, "Although Xiaoyue likes me, that feeling is very limited. How could she want to return to secular life just because she sees me?

" Seeing me deep in thought, Xiaoyue smiled sweetly and said, "This little nun is lovesick just seeing you."

Hearing her say that, I knew it wasn't what she said. I also thought that since she wasn't a nun anymore, she hadn't disgraced Buddhism. So I picked up her voluptuous body and threw her onto the bed, saying, "Let's see if this lovesick little nun is getting all wet."

I pounced on her. I pinned Xiaoyue down and kissed her face wildly. Xiaoyue responded passionately. My lips moved down her neck, and I used my mouth to unbutton her clothes, gently biting her nipples through her thin bra. My hands roamed over her body, caressing her haphazardly, finally rubbing her genitals hard against the denim through the fabric, letting the stiff denim rub tightly against her tender vulva.

Xiaoyue began to moan softly, her eyes slightly closed, an expression of pleasure on her face. Her hands slipped inside my clothes, gently stroking my back.

Her bra was pure white, with a white clasp between her breasts. I knew her bra was front-opening, so I bit down on the clasp and pulled it off. The two cups opened to the sides, and her breasts, freed from their restraints, sprang forth like white doves released from their nests. The erect nipples, a touch of rosy pink, adorned her snow-white breasts like red plum blossoms against snow, breathtakingly beautiful. I used my mouth to push the bra cups open completely, kissing her breasts back and forth, then grasping those two red plum blossoms and suckling at them like a baby nursing.

Xiaoyue let out a soft gasp, her breathing quickening. Her legs wrapped tightly around my waist, holding me captive. My hand, which was pressed against her vulva, was held firmly in place, the strength of my arm muscles focused entirely on her genitals.

Her breasts were full and firm, like a virgin's, with a sweet, pleasant scent. I suckled on them for a while, then began to devour her entire breast, swallowing and spitting them out forcefully each time, occasionally biting her nipples and flesh lightly or firmly with my teeth. Her breasts had an indescribable fleshy feel, which I couldn't get enough of. My other hand also reached up and vigorously kneaded her other breast.

Xiaoyue moaned softly, using both hands to pull off my shirt. I, too, continued to suckle her breasts while tearing off her upper garment and bra. Then my hand slipped under her waist, exploring her vulva.

Everything I touched was slippery and wet; her panties were already soaked. Xiaoyue, probably due to a long period of abstinence, seemed to have even more vaginal fluid than when she was first deflowered.

I then unbuttoned her jeans; her buttocks were so full that the jeans clung tightly to her body, and I couldn't get them off even after several tugs. Xiaoyue got up and twisted her buttocks for a while before finally managing to get them off.

Her lower abdomen was much rounder than before, extending into a beautiful arc towards her vulva, smooth and glossy. Between her legs was a white, tender mons pubis, like a steamed bun, with pubic hair as downy as before, softly clinging to the mons pubis. Beneath the pubic hair was a red slit, and tender red

labia were curled outside the cleft, glistening with moisture as if about to drip. Seeing me staring at her vulva, she scolded, "Seeing an old friend!" Then she pounced on me, pinning me to the bed, her sweet tongue entering my mouth. But when I tried to lick it, she withdrew, moving instead to lightly kiss my breasts before moving downwards. Finally, she pulled down my pants and kissed my erect penis through my underwear.

Suddenly, she bit down hard, catching me off guard and making me cry out in pain. I felt a burning sensation where she bit me, a strange kind of stimulation. Xiaoyue had already pulled my penis out of her underwear and was gently licking it with her cool tongue. My penis was already throbbing, the glans red and black, as if it were about to burst, throbbing slightly in her hand.

I tilted my head to look at her, and as she licked, she lifted her eyelids and looked at me with bright, innocent eyes, feigning innocence. I suddenly remembered the first time she gave me oral sex in Changsha; back then, she had also lifted her eyelids and looked at me with bright, innocent eyes while licking. I felt a surge of emotion, as if it had all happened just yesterday.

Xiaoyue obviously hadn't expected my emotions. She licked my penis for a while, and after it was completely wet with saliva, she took it into her mouth and began to stroke it back and forth.

Her oral skills were as adept as they were a year ago. As she manipulated me, the tip of her tongue lightly teased the urethral opening of my glans, sending waves of pleasure through me. Sometimes she would plunge my glans deep into her throat, making me feel as if my glans had touched the clitoris.
她把屁股沉了下来，让我的鸡巴实实在在的接触到了她的阴部，又是一阵磨蹭。她的穴口早已淫水泛滥，而我的鸡巴也是湿漉漉的，摩擦中龟头自己找到了洞口。扑的插入了一半，小月一声闷哼，屁股猛的一沉，又是噗哧一声，鸡巴长驱直入，一插到底，我马上感觉到鸡巴被湿润柔软的阴道紧紧包住，也忍不住倒吸一口冷气，啊的一声叫出来。

她大概这一年来都是潜心清修，阴道狭窄了很多，宛如刚开苞时，紧紧的箍住我的鸡巴，龟头可以感觉到阴道壁的褶皱。小月轻轻扭动，那阴道壁的褶皱一层层的轻咬着龟头，也许这个姿式插的太深，我感觉马眼部位顶到了她的花心。

所谓花心，其实就是女性的子宫口，那儿有些末端神经，有轻微的知觉，故当男人的阴茎顶到时可以额外增加女人的快感。小月似乎很享受花心被顶的那种感觉，让我的鸡巴紧紧顶着花心来回扭动，就像让我的龟头在花心上钻洞一样。

我的马眼在花心上来回摩擦，快感一波接着一波。

小月扭动了一阵，开始改为套弄，速度越来越快，身子随着床垫的弹性上下颠簸，胸前的一对肉球上下不停的跳跃。而每一次套弄都有淫水溅出，把我的阴毛和她的阴毛粘在一起，还有一部分淫水顺着我胯部流下，染湿了一大片床单。

小月不愧是专业水平，搞的我感觉欲仙欲死，口中一个劲的吸气，然后哈的一声呼出，不停的叹道好爽好爽。渐渐两个人都是汗湿淋淋，房间里弥漫着汗和淫水混合的味道，有种说不出的淫荡气息。

套弄中我感觉精门失控，连忙挺起上身，抱紧小月的身子，不让她再快速套弄，小月似乎知道我快要射了，就停下来，口中呼呼的喘着气，舌头在我眼睛嘴唇脸上轻舔，搞的我满脸都是她的唾液。

我保持着抱住她的姿式，一只手则伸到她的肛门处，手指在那雏菊上轻轻揉搓。小月嘴贴在我耳朵上，用气息发出的声音一字一句说：‘小坏蛋，连那也不放过。’吹出的气息鼓的耳膜哧哧作响。

我见她脸上那淫荡的表情和着纯真的眼神，说不出的刺激，就用同样的方式在她耳边说：‘再帮你开次苞。’

小月似乎有些动情，把脸紧紧贴在我脸上，过了一会儿才说：‘小月愿意把所有的第一次都给你，不过你温柔点，别那幺痛。’

我得到她许可，手指马上往她的雏菊里钻去，那雏菊早被淫水打湿了，甚是滑溜。我手指进入的时候小月的肛门本能的一缩，将我的手指箍得紧紧的，我慢慢的用一个手指抽插着。

这时我感觉鸡巴因为停了这幺一会儿已没了要射的感觉，就抱着小月轻轻的扭动，小月温柔的抱着我，任由我动作。我的手指在她的肛门里抽插了一会儿，感觉小月的肛门已不那幺紧张了，就把小月从我身上抱下来放在床上，小月识趣的趴在床上，翘起浑圆雪白的屁股迎接我的鸡巴。

我先把鸡巴插进她的小穴一阵抽插，小月大概在紧张的等我插她的肛门，竟然忘了呻吟，只是小穴依然淫水沥沥。我又将淫水撩了些涂在她的雏菊上，用手指来回抽插了一阵，见她的肛门已经完全润滑，就从她湿漉漉的小穴里抽出湿淋淋的大鸡巴，用手扶着龟头在她的雏菊上摩擦，然后慢慢沉腰用力，在淫水的润滑下，大大的龟头慢慢陷入她肛门的嫩肉中。小月啊了一声，似乎强忍着疼痛。

我不再前进，而是用两个手指在她阴道来回抽插，过来一会，小月的肛门似乎慢慢适应了，我才腰部用力，缓缓将鸡巴完全插入了她的肛门，小月嘴里闷哼了一声，强忍着没叫出声来。

我的手指仍不停抽插她的美穴，大拇指在她的阴蒂上揉搓，鸡巴也在肛门里缓慢抽送，慢慢的小月似乎习惯了，屁股翘的老高以方便我的抽插，再过一会儿她嘴中开始发出淫声浪语来，每当我屁股前顶的时候她就扭动着大屁股迎上来，屁股撞在我的小腹上发出响亮的啪啪声。

我的速度慢慢加快，一阵暴风雨般的抽送，小月白嫩的肉体被我撞击得摇摇摆摆，口中不停的浪叫，越发助长我的淫兴，抽插中我拔出鸡巴再插入她的美穴里，改用手指插她的肛门，如是反反覆覆，小月的淫水似乎快要流干了，叫声越来越嘶哑，不停的浪叫：‘小……小月……的……三……三个……洞……洞……都……都给……哥……哥插……’

我也惊讶于自己的持久，以前虽说还玩过３ｐ、４ｐ，但从来没感觉这幺爽过，也从来没试过可以不停的抽送这幺久，只觉的每次抽插都快感迭起，说不出的受用。

小月似乎已经虚脱，身子渐渐软了下去，从后面已经很难再抽插，于是我把她烂泥样的身子翻过来，将她的两腿向两边分成差不多１８０度，鸡巴再次插入她的后庭，用三个手指插她的阴部，而嘴凑过去用舌头插她的嘴，这样她女人的三个洞穴都被我一齐抽插。小月双眼迷离，口中嗯嗯唧唧的哼着什幺，鼻翼上密密的一沉细汗，胸前的两陀美肉随着我的抽送荡起乳浪。

我淫兴正浓，似乎鸡巴可以随心所欲的抽插，丝毫没有要射的意思，只卯足了力气抽送，小月不知已泄了几次，人昏昏沉沉的一任我摧残。

又抽送了几十下，感觉肛门始终不如小穴舒服，便放开她的嘴和肛门，把鸡巴插入她淫水渐干的小穴。小月似乎从迷糊中醒过来，但已无力再叫，只哑着嗓子呻吟。

随着我的抽插，她美穴的淫水慢慢又多起来，大鸡巴越发如鱼得水，每次插进都溅起咕咕的水声，每次抽出都带出一拨淫水。

忽然小月回光返照样的上身弹起，紧紧的抱住我，阴道一阵痉挛，小穴中的褶皱彷佛一排排牙齿轻咬我的鸡巴，花心里有一股奇怪的力量剧烈的吸住我的龟头，不给我的龟头脱离，而那股吸力直透马眼，彷佛要吸干我身体里所有力量。

我精门一松，滚烫的精液直接射在花心里，全身感觉轻飘飘的，好像要随风飞起，而小月花心的那股吸力忽然消失，一大股水从花心倾泻下来，热滚滚的烫得我的龟头一个哆嗦从她阴道里缩出，而此时小月的尿道似乎失禁，一股骚尿混着阴精冲开肥美的阴唇，顺着大腿哗哗流下，搞的床上一片狼藉。

我感觉全身虚空，软绵绵的压在小月烂泥样的身子上，我们两个便瘫软在她的阴精和尿液里，两个人都昏昏沉沉的，彷佛半梦半醒。

不知过了多久，我慢慢清醒过来，看身下的小月也已清醒，不过仍然娇柔无力。我爬起身，只觉得腰酸被痛，走到洗手间放了热水，再过来抱起依然软绵绵得小月一起泡在浴缸里。

小月取下假发，露出光秃秃得头，懒懒的枕在我肩上。久战之后，全身泡在热水里，两人都觉得全身每个毛孔都张开，说不出的舒爽。

小月在我肩上闭目养了一会儿神，似乎才有力气说话，柔柔的说：‘强哥你真厉害，小月快被你干死了。’

我说‘你不也是一样，我都被你榨干了。’

她的光头在我腮上轻轻的磨蹭，说：‘你还想知道我为什幺要做尼姑吗？’

I nodded, gently stroking her breasts with the hand that was around her. She lay peacefully, softly recounting her story.

"My family was very poor. My father made a living by carrying things for others in town. I also have a younger sister, but my father loved me dearly, so unlike other girls in the village, I didn't have to help with chores from a young age. Instead, I went to school in town. But when I was 17 and in my final year of junior high, my father was diagnosed with hepatitis B. Not only did our family lose its source of income, but his medication cost a fortune. I had to drop out of school and go to Guangdong to work." "

I worked in a wool factory in Dongguan for a few months, but after living expenses, I only had two or three hundred yuan left, not enough for my father's medication. Later, through a fellow villager's introduction, I met Sister Qing, and I gritted my teeth and became a prostitute. You know I worked there for a year, earning money relentlessly, saving over 200,000 yuan, enough for my father's medication. Actually, I really loathed those men. Every time I slept with them, I couldn't help but want to cry, but I couldn't." She paused for a moment: "

But Brother Qiang, I don't dislike you." Then she continued, "I can't sleep at night. I think if I keep going like this, I'll never find the good man I want again. I long for a prince charming to rescue me."

I felt a pang of guilt and gently pulled her closer.

She didn't notice my expression and continued, "Brother Qiang, actually, my ideal prince charming is someone like you—a graduate of a prestigious university, young and wealthy, a little handsome and a little bad, unlike some people who are just obsessed with money. But I know you could never like me."

Her tone was somewhat melancholic. After a pause, she continued, "Do you remember what I asked you on the mountaintop before I left?" Before I could answer, she continued, "

I asked you, 'If I were a local girl with a decent job, or if I were a Sichuan girl who graduated from university and came to work in Guangdong, would you pursue me, make me your girlfriend, and then marry me?' Your answer then was the same as I expected: 'Yes.' I think I can't change my background, but I can use the money I have to change my present situation and become a Sichuan girl who graduated from university." "So

I left you and came to Chengdu, but I found that my past experiences constantly tormented me. Maybe I could find a school to study, but I couldn't get rid of my psychological barriers; and on the night I left, when I made love with you, I didn't feel any pleasure, let alone with other men. So I think my problem isn't how to change myself, but first, to get rid of the past and return to the way I was before I became a prostitute. So I chose to become a nun." "

For the past year, I've spent my days reading and studying, and I feel much calmer. I've read a lot, learned computer skills, and even spent money to get a secretarial diploma. But I know I don't seem to have any feelings for men, because I haven't been in contact with many men this past year." "

When I met you yesterday, I was overjoyed all night. I think I'm starting to feel for men again. It's time for me to leave." She seemed a little wistful.

"Just now, when we were together, I felt happier than ever before. I think I'm a normal girl again." She reached out and gently stroked my face, her voice tinged with sadness: "If only we could be together forever, after all, I gave you my first time. I had a boyfriend when I was in school, but I was naive back then. You could say my first man… the man I loved was you!" "

But I know you can't accept me, and I don't blame you, after all, you know what I went through. I wish God could erase that memory from your life." She

turned over and hugged me. I felt an indescribable sadness, but I held her tightly and said, "Xiaoyue, I'm not as good as you think. These past years I've been wasting my life in the entertainment industry; my heart is numb. Maybe I'll never love anyone again, and I'll just have to marry any woman I find." Thinking about my life since graduating from university, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

Xiaoyue continued, "There are many men like you in the world. I can find someone who doesn't know my past. I want to take control of my own happiness." Xiaoyue pressed her face against mine, letting her tears flow down our faces.

*** *** *** *** That night, Xiaoyue left. A few months later, she called me from Shanghai to say she had found a secretarial job there. A year later, when I went to Shanghai, she brought a boy with her to greet me. The boy was tall and handsome; he was an engineer at her company, a recent master's graduate.

I often think of Xiaoyue now. I think if I were a Shanghai man and met a beautiful and lovely office girl like her, maybe I would also fall madly in love with her.

Perhaps some of the girls we love around us are like 'Xiaoyue,' we just don't know it.

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