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parlor and told Sarah about tomorrow's trip, and to my surprise, she urged me to go. Although her reasons were valid, I needed to breathe some fresh

got ready to leave. Sarah wasn

ng me over. As if she already knew that I no longer had any

hailed a taxi, and was ridden

it. I could tell she was an expert. Remember I had been forced to watch those nasty videos on Google just to please Fred. I saw how the women

happen. People get tired of people. But, how I ever thought that someone like Fred who's from a wealthy home would devote himself fully to me? I a

nded faint. It took me a few mi

me again. Thankfully he wasn't harsh, else I wou

th my boxes and paid him, simulta

that noticeable that I am suffering heartbreak? "You are too pretty to walk the streets of Los Angeles with a sad face." When he said that, I foun

d started to drag my b

even get ove

y. It does pay t

e arrived in DC, I'd figure out

ont of me, creating a barrier between me and the entrance. They had their hands crossed in fr

came scared. Wh

id 'Hi' and offered them a smile,

e men were and thought of what to do. But before I coul

woman, she's tryin

ds. Why were they blocking my path, who had I offended and who was the person they

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me did he even get to find out that I was leaving the country? Sarah didn't tell him, did she

to shout at them and ask them to get out of my way, but they

Why were all the wrong

son that could give these men an order and they listen, must be the boss they had spoken with. He was certainly the reason for this harassment

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would never see him again. That night, I had given him my first time with the intention of never meeting him afterward. I had believed I would never meet him again, but now, here he was, standin