Tight Asian Curls, Volume Forty-five

Tugging at my skirt he ripped it off me. XXX Laying there I felt ashamed about the rape by my dog, but there was no way I was going to tell my mom or anybody about this. My mother received enough money from the settlement and insurance, that my mom and I where able to stay in the house. We lived on a dead end street up on a hill. I took some liberties with reality for the sake of the story. Shocked at what was happening I zoned out. After I had finished he gave me a lick on the face. The next morning I got up and looked at the bedroom door, it was still closed. After a short while my mom opened to patio door saying she had forgotten something and Chief walked outside. When I was fourteen, my dad died in an accident at work.

Tight Asian Curls, Volume Forty-five