Too Late

written by Chakriya PHOU

A mother is giving instruction to her daughter.

Mother: Sweetheart, you are a girl. You have to take care of your body. Don't let anyone touch you. 

Daughter: It's too late, Mum. Someone touched me. 

Mother: Tell me. I will go to report. 

Daughter: You cannot report because I am the person who gave permission. Not only touch but also press and squeeze. 

Mother: Tell me now who he is. 

Daughter: It's not ‘he,’ it's ‘she.’ She is a staff member at a massage and spa. I went to her to get a massage. She touched, pressed, and squeezed my whole body. My body was in pain, but after that, it was good. Talking about it, I feel I want to go to her again.

Mother: !!!

Wish of a porcupine

written by Chakriya PHOU

There was a god. He stayed in heaven.

One day, he looked from his palace and saw that animals living on earth were having a difficult time. He felt sorry for them. He wanted to help them, but he could not show himself to them.

The god thought for a while, then he decided to go into animals' dreams and asked them what they wanted, and he made them accomplish it. He went from one to one. Then it was the turn of the porcupine. 

The god came into its dream and asked, "Now, what do you wish for?"

The porcupine, nervously, said, "I don't dare to say for my wish you need to do it with your own hands."

The god smiled and said to it, "Don't be scared. Say it, and I will do it for you."

Then the porcupine—shy—claimed that, "I want you to massage my body."

The god opened big eyes and froze.