322DISCLAIMER: THE STORY DOESN'T BELONG TO ME; THE CHARACTERS ARE PROPERTY OF S. MEYER AND THE PLOT BELONGS TO ANN ARSTON ARA. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR LETTING ME SHARE YOUR STORY IN ENGLISH!
GRACIAS ANN, POR DARME ESTA OPORTUNIDAD!
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The Dance of the Dolls
Some people call me the dancer, others call me a whore. Of course, then I break their mothers because I sleep with whomever I want, and I feel like it. Maybe, just maybe, that's why I haven't had sex in a long time.
Nobody knows me, but I can introduce myself. I'm Isabella Swan, Bella to friends, Angel to those who enjoy the doll show, some also call me doll even though it sounds unoriginal and stupid. They also usually call me babe or artist, and he, well, he calls me Miss or maybe "Mi…mi... miss" when he sees me dressed in a corset while I smile at him moving my hips to the rhythm of the music. Who am I? The woman who can fulfill your fantasies. How? by dancing. I am not a prostitute; I make that clear. I don't do sexual favors unless you're Chris Evans or you're as hot as him.
How did he and I meet? (nervous giggle) Yeah, maybe I'll tell you about that in this story.
I break their mothers: this is a typical Mexican expression. I left it that way because it sounds great. It means "to break someone's face" or "to break someone's head".
In that country they usually put in the middle (verbally) the being that is most dear and revered to them (the mother), to offend other people.
So... here we are again. This story was the first humour story the author wrote so it might not be super great but it is one of my favourite stories.
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