“Move your foot,” he said.
But I didn’t move.
He took it off his lap and dropped it on the floor.
“You’re so stubborn,” he said, sliding his hand up my thigh.
All I had on was this stupid, frilly gown he put me in.
Still.
“Oh Sweetheart,” he said kissing my cold lips.
I wanted a cowboy and I got stuck with this rich geezer.
Figures.
“We’re going to be together forever,” he whispered.
There is no God.
Ever since I got here he dresses me up and plays with me.
Like a fucking toy.
“Now be a doll and give me your hand,” he said.