In a society obsessed with fair skinned women Gawari Fadina was blessed. When Gawari Fadina was born her Ma thanked all the Goddess for sending her the perfect traditional whore she can now raise.
In her happiness Fakshmi stroked Gawari’s hair , there there you must not cry, when you cry your eyes turn a strange shade of grey, I was born dark as coal and could only entice a handful of masons and cooks. But you my love are the sunshine at night, I’ll teach you the tricks my dear; All the tricks of the trade I have learnt and you will shine, you dont even have to try very hard Gawari. Men will just fall on your feet like ripe mangoes in a violent storm.
Fakshmi reminded Gawari every morning, noon and night least Gawari forgets even for a moment that no one across 500 miles was born with such light brown skin. Gawari you are a boon not only to your starved family but to your entire community. And Fakshmi repeated it whenever Gawari’s eyes had a slight tinge of grey in them.
Gawari’s dad had sex with his wife five times a day. That was his way of assuring his wife that even though she was dark as the darkest night she was still very attractive to him. But copulating five times a day took its toll and the poor man couldn’t manage his business. Fakshmi intensified her encounters with strange men to cater for her family.
And slowly as time flew Gawari’s dad stayed at home to assure his wife.
Gawari had a brother and sister both older than her but they didnt have the same color of skin like her. Fakshmi neglected them both, she sent the elder daughter to her aunt’s and the son to her siter’s.
Fakshmi was rejected by many before being married to a good looking fair skinned Man after her Father paid that lazy man all dowry that he desired. And it was Fakshmi’s revenge against entire mankind to raise Gawari to be the ultimate Whore who one and all will desire, Gawari was her mother’s salvation.
As Gawari Fadina reached puberty her boobs expanded like helium Balloons, she stood infront of the mirror stark naked and as she admired her bosom she pondered upon what not men would do to touch and squeeze those huge soft mounds, to lick and suck her cherry ripe nipples, to twist and turn them.