Darker Than Red

Mother keeps glaring at Mia our border slash prostitute for habitually taking her customer in the villa, mind you she's fun to be around, she always give a great stash of sweets that earned her another black marks from my mom.

" Earning your bread should be within your work area, how many times should I tell you to keep it away from here?"

" You're also doing my line of work, why so pretentious?"

" There's unwritten line between being tacky, vulgar, and society correct conduct." Mia glared saucily at Brenda upon hearing the words, then suddenly laugh mirthlessly.

" You mean to say, we should be elegant ladies while whoring ourselves for a few bucks?"

" Why not? This villa should'nt be tainted."

" Why not? Care to explain why it's not fucking so?"

" Language my dear." Mia rolled her eyeballs and right now I can feel the agitation in her voice, she's exasperated to my mom's, 'oh so meticulous behavior'.

" Another unwritten rule between tacky, vulgar, and society correct conduct my dear Brenda?"

" If you put it that way -"

" And now you left me hanging, would you like to elaborate this attitude of being high and mighty and mind you you're always shoving this crap."

" Attitude my dear, she's within earshot, and don't go rolling that eyeballs again it's not great on you." Mia's jaw slacked a minute or two before she gathered her bearings.

" She knows what we're doing and please stop lecturing me once again with being socially correct. I'll gonna puked on your dammed face." I know Mia got a steely glare, mother is so formidable, not just in attitude but also in build. She's not a softy kind of woman, with frills and ribbons. She's handsome with sturdy stature, angular face and an elegant attitude through and through.

" I know Mia, but I drilled her to be a perfect lady."

" You have a lot of mystery Brenda than the rosary you always keep during Sunday mass. I really can't fathom the depths of your thinking."