More Than A Skirt

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"Come on, Doll. We have lots of money to pay you with! We can start off slow if you're shy, but a pretty little thing like you is probably adventurous. Hmm? Probably have a street name. Hey babe! Whatcha think his name is?"

I keep my head down, which hides my tears from the couple. I've heard Sarah's attempts at helping me, but they were useless. For some reason, these two are hell bent on the fact that I'm a prostitute and want to have a threesome with them.

I grind my teeth a bit in disgust. This really isn't how you go about it. A trusted friend is much better, believe me. It's people like this that give the whole thing a bad reputation.

I feel the anger boil in my bloodstream. Their ignorance and aggressiveness now fueling my rage. I clench my fist and jerk my head up to look at the guy.

"You know wh-"

"I bet your name is Baby Girl."

All confidence I had died at those words. They feel dirty coming from their lips. My body folds in on itself again, but I keep looking at them. Smirks cross their face. They know they've found a weak point.

"So it is Baby Girl. Very kinky sweetheart."

Disgust courses through my body, causing me to shiver slightly. However, the perverts take that as one of pleasure and move in closer.

"You fought for so long, but I can see you really want it. Don't you Baby Girl."

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HIM!"

Oh thank god.