The Memoirs of the Mistreated. Jamie R. Walker

her own bed, but because that would have been bad for business. Her street merit would become a memory and she would lose substantial profits. She would rather have me overpowered than taint her homemade empire.

      I felt obliged to stay wary in my current situation. I knew that if I were to let my guard down, one day one of these disgusting, sick perverts would creep out of my nightmares and bring harm to my body in reality. I couldn’t let it happen, so I had to be careful.