COMFORTING THE POOR ONE

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Just when I crashed on Hector’s table, I saw her looking at me through her sorrowful eyes. I sensed the helplessness that persisted inside them and asked her if I could join them too. The bulky guy grinned deviously and permitted me to sit on a condition.  “What is it?” I asked while seemingly appearing curious.  The grin on his face widened as huge spoke, “You have to join us on the bed too when we get out of here.” From his lecherous face, I could see that it was the only thing that he could’ve suggested. Without giving him any response, I settled on their table. While I continued to maintain eye contact with Hector, trying to assure her that I will help her, the man misunderstood my intention. He remarked, “I see that you’re extremely interested in Hector as well. After all, she’s

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