There Are Auctions For People You’re Not Supposed To Know About. Part 2

My limp body shifted slightly and vibrated as my box was latched shut again and rolled into a separate room. The chatter of male voices slowly faded from my ears as we rolled farther away. We entered a quiet room, and then my box came to a holt. I could hear a belt buckle hitting... Continue Reading →

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