He asked me if this hurts and I said no I said no I said no I am not used to paying but in reality I was immune never noticed the scars on my thighs where his dirty hands slide instructing me to lean back take off my clothes and he only asked once does this hurt which I did not reply yes which I did not reply but I need to pay you I was forced to lie here because society tells us there is a certain age where things should be done to you in this life .
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Vale Perficientur
"My tears need a minute to find the edges of my face. If you'll please excuse me." The sarcasm stabbed into Juliana’s heart. Antonia glared at her from the pit of the Lyceum as her student fought to hold back tears that had nothing to do with the pain in her fingers. “You’re better than this, again.”
By Matthew Fromm4 days ago in Fiction
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