A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Chapter 1

Families always have problems, I know that. Mine just seemed to have more than most. My uncles had all spent time locked up and now they couldn’t get work. My mother was a drunk and my dad had never been in the picture. To say we were dysfunctional was an understatement.

Somehow mom had managed to buy the house we were in. It was small, just a few bedrooms and a kitchen/ living area. It was full of people, though.

We became the crash pad for anyone in the family with nowhere to stay, which was pretty much everybody. They blamed the bad economy. I blamed the stuff they kept snorting up their noses. Fear of another beating kept me from ever saying anything Like that.

I’d had my own bedroom until my Last uncle moved in. Uncle Eddy told mom he “needed” to have a comfortable bed. He was creepy enough he probably wouldn’t have cared if I stayed. My mother told me I could sleep on the couch, but she spent most nights there passed out drunk.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

Occasionally I found myself sleeping in a chair on the front porch.

I managed

I finally turned eighteen I’d got out of

motel. My boyfriend drove me and my meager belongings to the motel. His payment was

not exactly nice,

as anyone else’s to stay there. I had

the cleaning, so it was spic and span. Soon I learned to avoid Mr.

hands were red and raw from the chemicals I used. After a couple months the dry cracks over my fingers and palms just became part of

fast. I’d Learned years

three times a day. For once, I could lock my room, so nobody stole what I bought. I rarely had fresh fruit or vegetables, canned foods kept better and were cheaper.

I took the bus and went down to the coast. There was a place there the to’ ts ‘tf you climbed

when I managed to graduate

I finally turned eighteen I’d got out of there

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