Here is an interesting imagination on my part.. of course, it is my first attempt in this genre of writing.
Every day I used to watch a flower vender woman visiting my neighbouring flat where a beautiful young woman in her late twenties buying flowers from her on monthly basis. The vender woman was also a very beautiful and buxom lady in her early thirties.. One day I heard some loud exchange of words coming from inside the apartment, a few minutes after the vender woman gained entry into the flat to dispatch her her daily quota of flowers.
With anxiety I peeped through the key hole. To my awe and exitement, I saw some amazing sequence of events taking place in side, with in a short span of time.
Initially the vender woman was demanding the money due to her from the...
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