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Chapter One
Game on..
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Madhubala's point of view:
I know what men wants. They all seek the same.
Sex.
Perversion.
Play.
That's why before they come for that, I go for them.
It's that simple.
They don't play with me. I play with them.
I have a group of friends... which are nothing but bitches. True, they are with me because they bring fame... And I also like to keep lapdogs.
The only girl I like in my group is Trishna Balraj, because she's a lot like me and does not seek attention for my sake. She alone is a f**king magnet. So as you can see, we are made for each other.
In my school, no one is actually worth, except few guys that caught my attention.. were already ancient history. Nothing more than a night of passion or two if the guy was very good. That was 'it' for me.
The funny thing is that most of the idiots are still bothering for weeks to give them another chance. The last of them was Rahul Arora, a cute shy boy. Who I dumped the next day after we went to a hotel. The rest were nothing but a bunch of lapdogs, who would put the world at your feet for a kiss or a blowjob.
Idiots.
What you thought I was up for sale? Huh?
I choose my men.
So for now... was in drought, which was a big shit.
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I was getting some sun at yard, when some noises nearby caught my attention.
Looking back, I saw a guy I haven't seen before and wouldn't have if it was not my utter boredom... Not even by far.
But there he was, and I watching and analyzing him. As if it was a game.
The story of my life.
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"Hey." I asked to my friend, hitting her in the leg "Who is that guy?"
"Who?" Trishna whispered back, who was busy watching the rugby field nearby.
"That guy over there... with the lens." I pointed.
"The nerdy thing?" Looking back, Trishna answered with disgust.
"Just answer the f**king question." I said irritated.
"Well my dear Madhubala, you need a good f**k.." Trishna started grimly. "He's an idiot if you want me to tell you. I think is name is Ricky... Rocky.. Rishaah Kundra.. or something. Uh. It's just a bookworm, kay? Not your type."
"Mmm.." I said, watching him.
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Trishna was a good friend of mine, but sometimes... she's stupid.
She could clearly not see the potential of this kid. He was tall, and had a noticeable body. Lean but athletic. His skin was pale, and had dark black oily hair combed with a parting in the middle which made him look sillier, besides those weird specks... Oh god! They have invented contact lenses years ago.
I was sitting with a book in my hand, with legs open.
A change of clothes, a good haircut.. goodbye to those glasses.. and he might look good.
I deliberately set my eyes on the bulge of his crotch and I could see, even from a distance that the boy was...
I want him.
The game is on..
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Hi everyone, thank you for reading. :) I have had this idea for a while and I had to get it out, so I really hope you enjoyed it. I know my Rishabh is very naive at the moment, but that is all about to change.
I hope you continue to read my story, the next chapter will be up very soon. I would love to hear your thoughts on how I've characterized Madhubala. I know she's pretty dark, but underneath it all, she's a good girl much like the Madhubala we all know and love.
Please leave your comments.
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