It's been a long and busy week for her. As she walks on the side of the road, her backpack feels heavier with each minute passing.
Her legs are shaking, stomach is turning, mind is racing, and her vains are yearning. Addiction's got her sick, "God, please send me a trick" she desperately whimpered to herself.
One block... Two blocks... Three blocks.... Four!!! Finally she's standing in front of his passenger side door. At this point she'll do whatever he asks for.
Bent over the seat breathing in cigarette ashes and what smell's like cat piss, hoping he cums quick so she can go get her fix. Fighting back the tears, wondering how she let herself turn out like this?
She didn't even realize that he'd be the last guy on her list. All she could think about was not being sick! Tomorrow they'll find her body naked in a ditch. Another Jane Doe nobody will miss.
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