Matt's iridescent, silver shirt was unbuttoned about halfway revealing his glistening, chiseled chest. With a casual flip of his wrist, he tucked his long, brown hair neatly behind his ear. Even from half way across the crowded bar I could clearly see his deep blue eyes and his perfectly formed lips. He playfully bounced from the stage into a sea of beautiful young women, all vying for the attention of the lead singer. As though …showed first 75 words of 1720 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1720 total…like me. I could hear the voice of my mom telling me not to talk to strangers. But I can't stay here, I thought. This big, dirty black man was my only hope. Would he rape me? Would he chop me up into little pieces and throw me into the river? Or would he help me? I looked around my tarnished, broken vehicle. I wiped the tears from my cheek. I got into his car.