第一章缅女(2/16)

                                                                                                                   我的主人坐在我右边的单人沙发上注视着我的裸体，和蔼可亲地微笑着。他今年五十三岁，身体瘦削，面目干净。我的主人曾经是个没有上完小学的农民，现在则是经营麻醉植物制剂的商人，大量的金钱使他在五十岁以后有了非常大的变化。
                                                                                                                                                                他看着我写完上面这个句子后忍不住哈哈大笑起来，我立刻停住手深深地低下头去，盯着自己像水肿病人似的高高凸起的腹部，它在我的视线里晃动，这是因为我害怕得全身都在发抖。我是真的怕我的主人，对他的恐惧已经浸透了我全身的每一个细胞，在任何时候、任何地方，哪怕只是听到他轻轻地清一下嗓子，我就会完全本能地颤抖着跪到地下去。
                                                                                                                                                                “阿青，读过书的人真是不同，经营麻醉植物制剂，”他故意怪腔怪调地念着：“我就喜欢你这样又乖巧又聪明的地方。以后还是该叫什么就叫什么吧，不就是个毒品贩子嘛！”
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                在这四年当中，对我的标准称呼是“母狗”，或者亲切一些是“小母狗”，当然也可以叫“婊子”，只有主人在高兴时会叫林青青，那是我原来的名字。无论叫什么我都必须答应道：“是，主人。”
                                                                                                                                                                “来，站起来给我看看。”
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                “是，主人。”我顺从地站起来向他转过身去。
                                                                                                     

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