“Miss…when the door open’s, I’m gonna splash that yute.” As he says this line, I can hear and feel my heartbeat in my ears, and I am hot—so hot. I open my mouth to answer, but nothing comes out. My mouth and throat are so dry, and now I can feel it. I’m sweating, and…
Tag: horror
The child they left in the brothel.
I once worked with a girl who, at age 14, was left in a brothel by professionals. You don’t need to read the rest of the blog if you don’t want as that’s the crux of it. But if you are thinking no way. How? Why? Then let’s go on. That incident happened about four…
