RAIN
I shrug, not faltering in my step or looking away from him. "I am only following the rules here."
"Don't threaten me, little boy," he warns me. "I can break you into little pieces you won't recognize yourself when I am done."
How many people have told me that? A shudder of disgust roils down my spine when I see the way his eyes are leering at me. Yes, George has always looked at me a certain way I never dared think twice about. But I had to remember and think about it for me to go through this.
I decided to use what I have, and how I know best to protect my new family. I only have my body, I am shameless and I don't shy away from twisting the men's desires to get what I want. I am disgusting and filthy. I can revisit my old ways of doing this.