I wish...

The italian man had just gone his 5th round of sex and was sucking in air, in long drags after a short sniff of cocaine, while onome laid throbbing on the edge of the bed. He was the 8th man to have done today but it was just 4.pm in the evening, madam once again knocked and gave the italian a queer smile accompanied by a heavy accented italian remark onome couldn't understand. As madam made for the door, luigi asked her in jumbled english, "i can, my dog, now?" And madam only looked back giving a short nod. Onome would not understand until a large pitbull was led into the room onto her naked throbbing body, she struggled but vainly as the last bouts of energy she could muster, earned her a huge slap. She would be done only after another half an hour. Two weeks after, she was diagnosed of a rare disease, madam wouldn't pay for treatment, as she spluttered bloody cough, she recollected how peaceful her life had been before her friend gladis had told her about a lucrative opportunity overseas, little did she know. Now she lays in streets in livorno, condition worsened, with almost nothing to eat and a wish.