Love child (snowleo & Lady Aura)
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				Title: <strong>Love child (snowleo &amp; Lady Aura)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>snowleo84</strong> on <strong>13-03-2011, 21:25:34</strong>
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				Micky stood outside The Playhouse, the biggest and best brothel in five towns, thinking about all that had happened over the last two days. His life had suddenly been thrown apart, and he was rendered not just an orphan with George '<em>The Bartender</em>' Keys's death, but also a nameless vagabond, drifting around in search of who was actually his father. He wasn't Micky Keys anymore, not after the dying old man had narrated to him what had happened on that fateful night eighteen years ago. <br><br>"She was young and passionate, and also foolish enough to violate The Playhouse's rule and get pregnant", George Keys had mumbled, minutes before he left the world. "The Matron, the madam at The Playhouse, wouldn't have any of it, and would have thrown her out, had it not been for her <em>Best Ass in Town</em> status, making her real popular among the richer landlords. So, for the first time and the last time in her reign of twenty five years, The Matron gave her a choice to keep the baby, on the only condition that she wouldn't raise the child herself. Your mother delivered you right in this room, and when the doctor handed your crying ass to me, something came over you and you became peaceful and smiling. I accepted the responsibility of raising you, since I got no kids to call my own, and I didn't wanna get old and useless with no one to look after me and this place. But she made me promise I wouldn't tell you the truth ever. Heck, I'm dying now, and my soul won't leave the world with his truth hanging around my neck, so I decided to break my promise."<br><br>Micky had kept himself busy with The Bartender's funeral over the last two days, but since last night, he had been restless. He wasn't sure if he wanted to meet his mother, find out who she was and then try to find out who his father was. Even if he wanted to, he knew it wouldn't be an easy task, what with eighteen years having gone by. Unable to get a wink all night, in the morning he decided he didn't want to let George's effort go waste. <em>Old man broke his promise, and I should do something about it</em>, he thought. <br><br>Taking the last drag of his cigarette, he threw it down and rubbed it out with his shoe. He entered The Playhouse, went up to the man at the bar, and asked, "So where can I meet The Matron?" The barman gave him a weird look, then nodded, called up one of the girls, and told her, "Tell The Mistress someone here asking about The Matron." The girl was giggling about something, but nodded to the barman. She cast an interested glance at Micky and then went upstairs, swaying her hips exaggeratedly. 
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