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Life As A Sex Slave

Date: 11/17/2014, Categories: Fiction, Black, Cum Swallowing, Death, Group Sex, Hardcore, Rape, Author: cafelee12, Rating: 25.9, Source: sexstories.com

whore” my mom yells at Annabelle “this is no one fault” my dad said as he tries to comfort my mom. “I told you, I will see someone dead and have my money all in one... before the tall guy could finish talking he was shot in the chest, the bullet went straight through him, he then lay his dead body next to my dead body then he was shot again. “I finally got back the money you owe me” the tall guy brother says as he walks over to everyone. Annabelle I stood there frozen duffel “this son of bitch owe me money” Marcus older brother Ray said as he puts his gun in the d bag and zip it up. “I'm sorry for the lost of child” Ray said as he walks back to his car, he gets in and drives off without looking back. I then broke down and cry, my whole family was crying except my dad he was trying to hold it in. “I want you out my house, by tomorrow” my mom said as she slams the passenger seat door of my dad truck close. I sat in the back seat of my dad truck crying on the inside. My twin sister Isabelle wait was a week later on a Friday, then the funeral was the next day, and I went up to say some words. “Were all here because this young, smart, beautiful girl name Isabelle Miller who die because of a drug deal gone wrong. My twin sister wasn't a person who sold drugs, I did and I was one who was suppose to be kill because some money I never took or stole... I ... started to cry as I finish saying my speech “my sister didn't deserved to die at the age seventeen we were going to be eighteen in two months but I guess I will be celebrating our birthday by myself this year. All I have to say to all you high school kids who about to go to college like me don't hang around the wrong crowd so you won't ruin your chances for your future” I said as walk away from the stage, everyone then claps then Keke goes stand next to my sister casket on stage and starts singing this old church song I never heard before. “You was brave up there” my dad said as he pats the seat next to him I sit down and I hug him. “Don't cry your sister in a better place I bet she watching over us right now” my dad said as he claps for Keke once she was off stage. “I think it's time to bury your sister” my dad said as he walks over to the casket him and some cousins, and uncles help him carry the casket to her grave outside the funeral home. Everyone follow them once my sister was buried into the ground she was cover with dirt. I watch while I was holding onto my dad arm when my mom grab my right hand. Now it been a couple years since my twin sister die, and I'm twenty- three going on twenty- four out of college and I'm engage with a baby girl coming to the world soon and I'll think I'll name her Isabelle Judith Miller my sister would love that.