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Ana Molly

"Ana Molly"
- got the name from the title of a song by Incubus

She had only been gone 30 minutes in the bright light. Yet, the rays of the excruciating sun already burned Ana Molly’s skin. She had to step out, had to be out, to show off her assumed beauty. There are a number of people, she saw. It’s a good crowd for a display, she thought.

 She cursed the sun; yet there she is, eyeing the handsome man in his blue board-shorts. Ana Molly must get his attention. The handsome man is paying no attention to her at all. She must do something. She must get near him.

Her skin is a skin that has been medically enhanced. She spent half her monthly earnings to maintain the acquired white and flawless complexion. Ana Molly is in panic. “My gad, my skin”, she groaned. She can’t afford to damage her skin, much more her face.

Then, Ana Molly found a lone hat in the corner, resting upon an old branch. It’s sophisticatedly brown, beautiful -- classy. The hat has a lot of purpose. It shields the sun. It gives beauty to the wearer. Ana Molly thinks it will look good on her.

Ana Molly turns her head left and right, looking for some owner of the hat. “Yes, there’s no owner in sight”, she said. She flirtatiously headed towards the lone hat in the corner.  She almost lost her balance... when a beautiful fine lady suddenly grabs the hat. The lady put it in her head. It fits perfectly. She smiles at Ana Molly and gracefully walks toward the handsome man in the blue board-shorts. The handsome man holds his lady in the waist and kisses her.

Ana Molly… well, Ana Molly decided to buy a new hat. She swears it’d be more beautiful than the lady’s hat.

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