July 27-Somewhere in Mexico
Malan silently cried as they lined the girls up for head count. The raggedy brown dress clung to her body. Her hair was matted. Her feet and nails were caked up with dirt. Lord knows how long it's been since she has take a shower.
"N-2145, step forward!" One of the men yelled.
Malan stepped forward. The man inspected her body and nodded. "Send her to room three." He said. Then he threw a pillow, a rag, and a new dress.
One of the guards guided Malan to the room and told her to wait. Five minutes passed an middle aged man entered the room. Malan's head snapped up. Her face turned red. The man started to undress and in a minute he was naked.
"Strip." He said with authority.
Malan took the tattered dress off and stood before the man. Lust filled his eyes as he stalked towards her.
The man threw Malan in the bed and hovered over her. " I want you to look at me in the eye. If you so much as look a away you will be going to the hospital for your cervix being bruised." He threatened.
Malan nodded vigorously as tears welled up in her eyes. " You better cut that crying out also. That shit annoys me when y'all do that." He said.
His pale skin turned pink when he gripped Malan's hip and plunged into her. All while Malan stared at him.
I should have never left home she thought.
It all started during summer break. Her friend and her took a trip to Cancun. While they were there, their tour guide led them a well known club and got them captured.
All the girls entered together, but got separated. One of the three got shipped to Russia to their sex trade. While the other girl got shipped to Italy. Malan stayed in Mexico.
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