Misc. Erotica The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Sathya Krishnan

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As the shooting was going on and our village people, including my mom and my second sister Ammu were watching the shooting, my mom and my second sister Ammu were watching all the royal treatment the Heroine of the movie was getting, with a bunch of people giving her Apple Juice, blowing her fans, applying makeup, wiping her sweat, etc.  “Look how they are treating the Heroine, like a Queen or something.  Our Ammu is more beautiful than that heroine,” one of our village ladies said to my mom.  My mom was proud of my second sister Ammu, and looked at her and smiled, “she is right Ammu, you are more beautiful than her, if you become a Heroine even you will get all these royal treatment,” my mom said, indirectly checking if my sister was interested.  “Mom, yesterday the director of the movie asked me if I wanted to act in his next movie as the Heroine, but I said No,” Ammu said.  “Why?” my mom exclaimed.  “Mom, dad will scold me,” my sister said innocently.  “Come on Ammu, if you get to act in movies and become a big heroine, our financial problems will all be solved and you will be rich and famous.  If this girl can become a heroine, you can become much more,” my mom said.  “Mom, I really want to become a Heroine, like her, but I was afraid how to tell you and dad,” my sister said.  “If I tell dad, he will scold me,” my sister said.  “Ammu, forget about your dad, it is because of his stupidity we are suffering like this.  Don’t worry, mommy will make your dreams come true,” she said and asked my sister to wait and went towards the director and introduced herself as Ammu’s mom.  The director looked so happy to meet my mom and told my mom that he is busy shooting at the moment and asked us to meet him at Murthy’s farmhouse in the evening.