Tiffany
Johnson regained consciousness just to find herself in another cage. Unlike her confinement in Texas
A voice that belonged to one of her
new companions explained to her that they left the port
of Charleston many hours ago and were
going to Liverpool to be auctioned to the
highest bidder. There were a total of
seven girls in the container. They were
given a large cooler with sandwiches and four cases of water. Two five gallon piss buckets and a package
of toilet paper sat in the rear corner.
A small lantern with energy almost drained provided them with an eerie
light.
Tiffany had nothing but time on her
hands to think about her miserable future.
She and the other girls were to be sold, like cattle at an auction. To what end?
Breeding stock or just for sexual pleasure? How does a girl get used to that? What did I do to get into this mess? But Tiffany damned well knew who initially
took her: that shithead Jessie Mae
Martin. Tiffany tried to sleep but gave
serious thought to ending her life.
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