But Daddy I Love Him

for someo

nd cocktail in front of me, and I bite back the snar

g," I say, and he shuffles uncomfortably on hi

s and puffing on big cigars, and some whom I recognize from those TV programs about congress

otel had one to drink my problems away, without bothering to change into something mor

en staring since you sat down, and it might not be too safe for a gir

checking me out. My skin crawls, and I wonder how many of them have wives and children waiting for them back at hom

, and nothing is going to happen as long as I stay sober and do not move from t

es or drops to the floor. I stay frozen in my seat as another shot is fired and patrons begin to scream

round, and start grabbing girls. The one who was yelling at people to get on the ground seems t

the stool and run to my room, but I cannot seem to move my legs. This cannot be

a gun touches my forehead when I open my mouth to scream. This must be a police raid...I've heard of them too. I j

not with the other girls. Check if you want," I try to explain as he drags me

the back, and throws me towards the rest of the whimpering g

phone and calls someone, and he speaks t

and you know the boss wants everything perfect and on time,"

cemen, I am sure that my parents sent them here to scare me...to show me

and tell him you found me...let the others go," I sa

lack van screeches to a halt in front of us, and I raise m

and beg, and I dig my nails into my palms. This is all my fau

hem go!" I say more firmly, raising my voice, and the men exchange a look. They lau

drape over our heads, and the girls s

my eyes get too heavy for me to keep open. With the last of my strength, I try to pull the hood from my head, but a s