erthetoilet．Thenshehoistedupherskirt,pealeddownherredpantiesandsatdowntorelieveherself．Asshesatthere,feeliy,smellystoolleaveherbody,shethoughtofthecyaastyfoodbecamefoulsmellingexcrement，delicioushotdogsbecamestool，simirinshape，butthensodifferent!Humansneedfoodtolive．Theyusetheirfleshbodytoworkiogetfoodtoeataoexcreteit!Suchistheendlesscyanlife!Ifshebecameahooker，shewouldacceptaman’spenisascasuallyaseatingahotdogandascasuallyusethemoneysheearobuyfoodandthenexcreteit．ShelookedatthelowerportionofherbeautifulnakedbodyexposedtherebeforeherandDimitri’swordscamebacktain，"Donotallowanystrangemaopeeinandoutofyourbodyatrandom，justasyouwouldraeryourhome.”Hewasright．Suchabeautifulbodyshouldhrownawayatrandom．Fullyrelieved，sheedherselfwiththepaperandflushedthetoilet．Shepulledupherpanties，adjustedherskirtagratifiedasshewatchedallthesmelndfilthgodownwiththeswirlingwater．Sheleftherstalowashherhandsatthebasin．Shesmiledattheimageinthemirrorasshepowderedherfadaddedatouchoflipsticktoherlips,whichhadbeenrubbedoffbythehotdog．

    "HowstupidIwas!Ialmostittedaninexcusablemistakethatwouldhaveruinedmywholelife!"The,theheflushingtoiletstillwhirlingbehindher．

    PhysicallyYokofelthappyandrexednowthatshehadetoadecision,buttherewasstilheavyburdenonherheartbecausethequestionofherlivelihoodremainedunsolved．Shehurriedtowardsthegamblinghouse，hopingAmaliahadaluckystreaktoday．Amaliawasanoldwomaniies．Herpastwasanenigmaandapuzzle．Nooneknewanythingabouther,exceptthatshehadasoncalledDimitri，whomnoonehadeverseenandshehadfottenhisstname．Forthepastfiftyyears，herlifehadbeeeredaroundthegamblinghouse．Yokowasanabandonedbabyshesaworeetonedayandenerousimpulse,tookherhomeandraisedher．Thougholdenoughtobehergrandmother,sheinsistedonbeingcalledbyhernameonly,soYokogrewupcallingher，Amalia．Thetwomadetheirlivingbygambling,theonlywayoflifetheyknew．Retly，theyweredownontheirluck.ThatwasthemainreasonwhyYokothoughthooker．ShewaogetholdofsomemooprovideAmaliawithgamblingfundstotryherluckagainatthetables．Whentheywerelucky，theylivedverywellindeed．Butwhatcameeasy，wenteasy．Theylivedextravagantlyandsplurgedasiftherewasnotomorrow．Eveheirluckwasbad，itwasn’thardtogetbyinthegamblinghousewheretheywere"oldtimers"andknewmostoftheregurers．Yokowouldrunerrandsforthem,fetakephonecalls,pickuportakehomeersinherjalopy．Thoseontheirwinningstreakswouldmagnanimouslygiveherfattipsfromtheirwinnings．Theywerekindredspiritswhohadknownthemisfortuneoflossesthemselves．Butretly，Amalia’sluckhadbeenverybad，andasshehurriedalong，Yokohopedtherewouldbeaturnforthebetterthatday．

    Asshegotnearherdestination，shesawRichardChaolattheentranjoyingthecloudofacigarette,asmugsmileonhisface．

    "Hi,Richard!Youseemtobeinagoodmood．Doioday?"

    "Notbad.”hereplied,pattingthebulgingpocketsofhisjacket.

    "Theownerofaeserestaurantwasgettingnervousasthestakesgothigherandhigherandbeggedmetositandgambleinhispce．Idid．Andyouknowwhat?Iwohreehuhousanddolrsforhim!"

    "muchdidhegiveyou?"

    "35,000.”

    8

    "That’sgreat,Richard!gratutions!You’llbes

erthetoilet．Thenshehoistedupherskirt,pealeddownherredpantiesandsatdowntorelieveherself．Asshesatthere,feeliy,smellystoolleaveherbody,shethoughtofthecyaastyfoodbecamefoulsmellingexcrement，delicioushotdogsbecamestool，simirinshape，butthensodifferent!Humansneedfoodtolive．Theyusetheirfleshbodytoworkiogetfoodtoeataoexcreteit!Suchistheendlesscyanlife!Ifshebecameahooker，shewouldacceptaman’spenisascasuallyaseatingahotdogandascasuallyusethemoneysheearobuyfoodandthenexcreteit．ShelookedatthelowerportionofherbeautifulnakedbodyexposedtherebeforeherandDimitri’swordscamebacktain，"Donotallowanystrangemaopeeinandoutofyourbodyatrandom，justasyouwouldraeryourhome.”Hewasright．Suchabeautifulbodyshouldhrownawayatrandom．Fullyrelieved，sheedherselfwiththepaperandflushedthetoilet．Shepulledupherpanties，adjustedherskirtagratifiedasshewatchedallthesmelndfilthgodownwiththeswirlingwater．Sheleftherstalowashherhandsatthebasin．Shesmiledattheimageinthemirrorasshepowderedherfadaddedatouchoflipsticktoherlips,whichhadbeenrubbedoffbythehotdog．

    "HowstupidIwas!Ialmostittedaninexcusablemistakethatwouldhaveruinedmywholelife!"The,theheflushingtoiletstillwhirlingbehindher．

    PhysicallyYokofelthappyandrexednowthatshehadetoadecision,buttherewasstilheavyburdenonherheartbecausethequestionofherlivelihoodremainedunsolved．Shehurriedtowardsthegamblinghouse，hopingAmaliahadaluckystreaktoday．Amaliawasanoldwomaniies．Herpastwasanenigmaandapuzzle．Nooneknewanythingabouther,exceptthatshehadasoncalledDimitri，whomnoonehadeverseenandshehadfottenhisstname．Forthepastfiftyyears，herlifehadbeeeredaroundthegamblinghouse．Yokowasanabandonedbabyshesaworeetonedayandenerousimpulse,tookherhomeandraisedher．Thougholdenoughtobehergrandmother,sheinsistedonbeingcalledbyhernameonly,soYokogrewupcallingher，Amalia．Thetwomadetheirlivingbygambling,theonlywayoflifetheyknew．Retly，theyweredownontheirluck.ThatwasthemainreasonwhyYokothoughthooker．ShewaogetholdofsomemooprovideAmaliawithgamblingfundstotryherluckagainatthetables．Whentheywerelucky，theylivedverywellindeed．Butwhatcameeasy，wenteasy．Theylivedextravagantlyandsplurgedasiftherewasnotomorrow．Eveheirluckwasbad，itwasn’thardtogetbyinthegamblinghousewheretheywere"oldtimers"andknewmostoftheregurers．Yokowouldrunerrandsforthem,fetakephonecalls,pickuportakehomeersinherjalopy．Thoseontheirwinningstreakswouldmagnanimouslygiveherfattipsfromtheirwinnings．Theywerekindredspiritswhohadknownthemisfortuneoflossesthemselves．Butretly，Amalia’sluckhadbeenverybad，andasshehurriedalong，Yokohopedtherewouldbeaturnforthebetterthatday．

    Asshegotnearherdestination，shesawRichardChaolattheentranjoyingthecloudofacigarette,asmugsmileonhisface．

    "Hi,Richard!Youseemtobeinagoodmood．Doioday?"

    "Notbad.”hereplied,pattingthebulgingpocketsofhisjacket.

    "Theownerofaeserestaurantwasgettingnervousasthestakesgothigherandhigherandbeggedmetositandgambleinhispce．Idid．Andyouknowwhat?Iwohreehuhousanddolrsforhim!"

    "muchdidhegiveyou?"

    "35,000.”

    8

    "That’sgreat,Richard!gratutions!You’llbes