Just for fun - part 2 (Patreon)
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Oh dear ... They really deported me to India ... They didn’t even check if I really was an Indian! They just thought that I look like a Hindu and speak Hindi, so I have to fly to India and here I am illegal! They said that now they have banned entry to America! I'm in shock! I have to contact Judy! But how? I don’t even have money.
I thought that when I lay down I would do everything I needed to find the money and call Judy.
And so it happened. Of course it was one way. I got into a brothel under the name that I only knew now - Jakira Pantra. Yes, like in this damn movie!
I made that money and called Judy. She picked up the phone
- Hello
- हैलो, जूडी! यह मैं हूँ, जकीरा! hailo, joodee! yah main hoon, jakeera! - Hello, Judy! It's me, Jakira!) - I already hated that name. And these boobs, hair and this sari got me too. Not to mention what I had to do for the sake of this call.
- Ahh, it's you, John, or rather Jakira. How do you live there? Oh yes, you probably don’t understand anything. Sorry, it happened, but you yourself are to blame. I do not like when they cheat on me. Now. मुझे धोखा दिया जाना पसंद नहीं है। अलविदा ज़कीरा (mujhe dhokha diya jaana pasand nahin hai. Alavida zakeera - I do not like being cheated on me. Goodbye Jakira)
The last words hit me in the heart. I realized that she did it on purpose. But I did not cheat! This is a lie! But there’s no money for the second call ...