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Collapsing on the bed, her third night at the motel, Angel closed her eyes to let her senses rest between clients. He stood, grabbed her by the neck tightly, and tilted her head up, trying to force her to look at him. Xxx That’s how she met Rich. Chapter Three: A Blue In The Brothel
Angel knew Frank all too well. Angel’s eyes jolted open as she sat up to greet her next client. But clients understood the dolls’ true meaning. She knew better than to fall for his tricks. It makes a person numb. He gave her five minutes to clean herself, relax, and drink her energy drink. Physically, she could leave if she wanted to, but mentally she was trapped. He was her first pimp, and had stolen her virginity when she was only seven.
