He untied me and he put his hand on my face and said "wear something sexy." I tried to spit in his face and he slapped me hard.
I grabbed an outfit and I put it on and went downstairs. "I know you now. Your that stripper Kiera. Huh?" He said laughing and held on to me tight. What did I do to deserve this?
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life as cop
ActionI'm kiera Moore I work for the Chicago pd. my dad also works for them to. this is my life.
