Trafficked love ch. 8

Chapter Eight: Lessons Learned The Hard Way Angel, Rich, and Emily sat silently in the truck, outside of the motel. Emily was looking out the back passenger window at the fairly vacant motel. No doubt[…]

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Fantasy

Intro: Somethings just can not be explained. /> Fantasy… Swift, silent, A thief in the night, Without warning, you came and it was gone. A smile from across the room, And a bad day, brightens[…]

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Collecting a debt

Gambling debts mounting James was still driving his BMW to work and his wife still had a Benz. I couldn’t believe it as I sat in the front seat of my Honda Civic Charlie snoozing[…]

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