Twenty-two year old Belinda Bureau, a young woman from Chicago, is kidnapped. When she is awakened, her whole life does a 180 once she finds out she is now an escort and lives with thirty other women in a mansion. The man who took her will soon regret it, but will she find a way out or will she end up falling for him? UrbanTai™ Copyright© All Rights Reserved®I Inspired by LexTheAuthor

As a sixteen and a half year old girl with a four month old brother, she is put through a lot. Without her mother who died of cancer, and her father no where to be found she is forced to fend for herself. To make quick cash she becomes a stripper by night and a mother by day. ✓| THIS STORY IS UNEDITED AND CONTSINS ALOT OF MISTAKES, AND I DO NOT OWN ANY PHOTOS USED IN THIS STORY|✓

"Camp is supposed to be fun right?"

June 12, 2003 "All rise" echoed through the court room as a policeman stood upon us as the judge walked in taking his seat. "Department One of the Superior Court is now in session. Judge (Arson) presiding. Please be seated" the officer said. "Good morning, ladies and gentlemen. Calling the case of the People of the State of Mississippi versus (Mathew and Andrea Edwards). Are both sides ready?" The judge leaned forward in his seat as he faced both of my parents. Attorney J.Walton : "Ready for the People, Your Honor." He nodded as the judge turned his head to the other side of the court room. Public Defender: " Ready for the defense, Your Honor" Judge Arson : "Will the clerk please swear in the jury? Clerk: Will the jury please stand and raise your right hand? Do each of you swear that you will fairly try the case before this court, and that you will return a true verdict according to the evidence and the instructions of the court, so help you, God? Please say "I do". They all stood as "I do" echoed as a whole through the court room sending chills through my little body. My grandmother cuffed me pulling me closer to her as my grandpa help on to both of us. "You may be seated" the clerk dismissed. I wasn't sure what was going on at this moment, with me only being old enough to remember tears falling from my grandmother eyes as she prayed over and over. "Please help them God, don't take them away, don't destroy their home" . . . . - Let the trial Begin -