After my flashbacks, I had to dance either way. My hands were sore from holding onto the strip pole like my life depended on it.
Uncle Ramsey came into the room where they left me to undress.
“You were spectacular.” He screamed with joy.
“I've done what you wanted. Now let me go.”
“Oh, no my darling. You see, your b***h of a mother did some messed up things and left you with that beast you grew up with as a mother.”
Ramsey walked to me, his hands on his pants. He starts unbuckling his belt—now if I said this to someone, it would look like a movie.
Cause what the f**k?!
I move back, with nothing but the wall to support me.
“If you keep calm, it won't hurt. Now open up.”
I spit at him simultaneously, stretching my arms to get the vase by the bed stand. He sees the motion immedi
