Ceciline Part 2
It had been a week since I had met Ceciline and her husband. Although I went to the parking lot every night, I hadn’t seen the man again. Some other men had tried to pick me up and I had gotten into a couple cars, but I didn’t want to miss my chance to go back to the house and see Ceciline. I hadn’t been able to get her out of my head. I could have gotten back there myself, but I was worried that they would not want to see me. What had happened the week before scared me, but also made me crave...