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The taxi stopped in front of a whitewashed house that stood slightly hidden among the old mango trees. It wasn't big, but it was neat. The lights were dim, as if they didn't want to wake up the night. Susi sighed, then paid the taxi fare without saying much. She invited me to get off, and we walked to the terrace, which was cold with dew.
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Susi knocked twice on the door. There was silence for a moment. Then the door opened, and there stood a woman-more mature, with a face that clearly resembled Susi's, only a little more gaunt and with a stronger maturity. Her hair was tied up loosely, and her body was clad only in a thin, pale blue negligee, the fabric clinging to her skin as if absorbing the night's moisture.
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"Sus..." the woman's voice was almost hoarse, between shock and relief. Within seconds, the two embraced tightly. Tears broke out. Susi's soft sobs flowed over the woman's shoulder, her body trembling slightly. I stood a few steps behind, letting the moment be theirs.
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"I... I don't know where else to go, Rin..." Susi murmured through her tears.
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"Calm down. You're home now," said the woman-Rina, I guessed her name. Then her gaze shifted to me. "Your friend?"
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I quickly came forward. "Andre, ma'am. We happened to be on the same bus. I helped bring Susi here."
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"Wow... very kind. Let's go inside. It's getting late."
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I stepped inside, and instantly the scent of the house greeted me-a warm feminine scent, mixed with the faint, but seductive fragrance of lotion and who knows what else. Rina invited us to sit in the living room. She walked into the kitchen, her ass moving lightly beneath the thin negligee that clung to her thighs. I try not to stare, but these eyes are traitors. I couldn't let go.
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Susi sat next to me, still composing herself. I touched her arm lightly. "Are you okay?"
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She just nodded. Her eyes were puffy, but a smile began to appear. "Thank you, Mas Andre..."
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I just smiled a little. But my heart wasn't calm yet. Because when Rina returned with two glasses of hot tea, and bent down to place them on the table, I realized: this night wasn't over yet. It had just begun.
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Part 5: First Night at Rina's
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After a few minutes of small talk, Rina invited me to retire to the guest room. Susi said she wanted to lie down in her sister's room right away. "I'm really tired, Mas," she said softly, and I just nodded. Her eyes were already heavy, her face calm. Maybe after crying earlier, all her tiredness melted away at once.
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The guest room is at the end of a narrow hallway, its door facing directly into the backyard, which is only bordered by frosted glass. The night sky hangs quietly outside, but not over my head. Rina hands me a clean towel and a pair of shorts, saying I can sleep in them if I'm uncomfortable with my pants being-yes, torn.
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"I'll put the drinks on the table," Rina says before heading out. Her blue negligee is still the same. Her hair was now in a bun, a little wet, probably just rinsed with water before she came into my room. Her scent was sharper, lingering in the air, and somehow, as she walked away, I felt like calling her back-without knowing what to say.
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This room is quite comfortable. There was a soft single bed, a small desk, and a small TV in the corner. When I opened the drawer under the desk, I saw a pile of CDs. I didn't intend to do anything, at first. But curiosity guides my hand. Some of the CDs were unlabeled. Others bore foreign titles, mostly in English. One title immediately triggered a memory: Asian Fantasy 3.
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I inserted the CD into the VCD player. The screen lit up, and in an instant, the sound of sighing filled the previously quiet room. I fell silent. Either from shock, or because the rest of my body responded faster than my mind. The picture was vulgar, but not cheap. Asian woman, slender body, soft skin, being slowly devoured by a Caucasian man on a hotel bed. I could only stare, sitting half-naked, and unconsciously, my hand began to move along the bottom of the pants I had borrowed earlier.
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There was nothing I could do that night. Body tired, mind full, but desire floating freely in the air. And I let it. Not knowing that the door wasn't really locked. Unaware that slow footsteps were approaching.
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