Options? I had no Option.
His grimy, grease-stained hand reached over to touch my bare thigh and he squeezed. “I got you, girl. You’re safe now.” Warning bells rang off loud and clear in my ear but I had no other choice than to see how this played out. I was at his mercy for the time being. No matter what wicked things he may have planned.
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