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    Tales From Sha-Hair-Azad

    Drama!! Oh Drama!!

    By Najya Yasirah


    Chapter 16- Daddy’s Little Girl?


    Mr. Chang was on his way to a late business meeting at his LA branch.  Akilah had switched his original file with the re-edited tape of Julia and her naughty ways. When he arrived at  Chi-Tek Interprises, his colleagues were already waiting for him.
    “I hope you all have not looked at the e-mail file that I sent you.” He began as he took his place in the front of the room. All of his clients had there Chi-Tek state of the art Laptop computers. “Okay, go to the file marked “ Chang” he instructed. Mr. Chang was excited, he had been working for six months on this new software development. “With this new product, video files will not only be clear and brighter, but audio files will also be sharper and louder.  This will also eliminate any annoying buffering, thus giving the customer satisfaction.  Mr. Chang hooked his laptop to the 54’’ wide screen TV in the meeting room. “Okay, hit the ‘play’ icon,” he instructed as he hit the ‘power’ button.  He almost fell to the floor. “Hi, daddy, guess what I’ve been doing behind your back?” said a nude, computer-edited Julia Chang.  Mr. Chang held his heart.  He watched in dismay as his daughter not only presented acts of prostitution, but also drug trafficking, drug induced rapes of men and women, her many piercings, dancing topless, and orgies of all kinds. “This is my friend, Darlene,” she bragged standing beside a very life-like computer-edited Darlene, I buy her Rohypnol, and she gives me…hehehehe  you wouldn’t understand, daddy….” Mr. Chang was on the floor.  The two-hour video finally stopped. “Well, the image was definitely  brighter,” said one of his partners as he closed his laptop. “And the sound was definitely louder,” said another. “How old did you say your daughter was Wei?” 

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    Mr. Wei Chang made a phone call. His daughter had cost him great embarrassment and a huge deficit as well.  He had lost 12 powerful partners, which meant his losses equaled to 6.5 million dollars.  He pushed the button for the screen in his limousine to roll up.  He said something fast and in Chinese. He called the driver. “Yes, Mr. Chang?” he asked. “Take me to a place called Kamikaze’s please…tonight I kill my daughter”

    Tales From Sha-Hair-Azad - Chapter 17