Looking out the window of the private plane, I realize that my parents did well, but this is a whole other level of money. I've never been on a private plane before, and it should be exciting and new. But right now, all I feel is dread because soon enough my whole world is going to change.
Preston is once again pacing back and forth down the aisle of the plane. Every so often he makes a call or does something on his computer, but I don't bother to ask. I don't want him to dodge my questions, or worse, lie.
Last night was wonderful because for a few brief hours I got to forget about everything and everyone except Preston. Sometimes he would be dirty and crude while he did things to me, but I craved it. He'd make me beg him to c*m and then he'd use my body for his pleasure.
Other times it
