"Of course, it had to be him. I mean, really, who else would karma send to crap up my already crapped upon life? And so, James Adam Cooper steps into the club. And my bra is half way off." When Kayley runs away from home with nothing more than a duffle bag, a pillow and her cat, Ollie, she's screwed. She has no place to go and nobody to turn to. And she needs money. Fast. So she ends up taking the road a million girls like her have taken - sell your body for money. There's just one thing. She's still in high school. And it just so happens that the douche bag that goes to her school saw her performing.

i felt a cold breeze. and as if the unthinkable happens, i realize what is going on. im on a comfertable surface, most likely a bed. my hands are handcuffed to the top bedpost, while my legs are tied, rather tightly i may add, spread apart on the bottom bed post. i am naked so i feel quite exposed. dear god its freezing in this room. i got cold shivers going down my spine. i start to scream, because maybe there is someone in this house who is not completly insane who can help me.