Under his control
It started with a phone call to a chatline. I was alone and curious. I recorded my bio message, describing how old I was and how I looked. It said my name was Alice. I was twenty-one, with long black hair, dark brown eyes, curvy. I wanted to find a nice guy to chat with.I went through several messages from men wanting to talk to me. But I only truly noticed one man’s message.“My name is Chase, I’d love to chat and get to know you, baby girl,” he said.He sounded so much older. He had such a...