Little Lady *completed*

Little Lady *completed*

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This little lady has had one of the worst summers anyone could imagine. Nope her boyfriend didnt break up with her, she didnt lose her popularity, or any other trivial things most teenagers cared about. She had been shipped from her small home town on the outskirts of London, and into the city - to her uncle. Who, upon seeing how good she looked when he picked her up, began planning a way to get rich quick. Why not use his beautiful, mature niece to earn enough money to fuel his drinking problem? That is how this Little Lady got forced into being a prostitute. Before she had even finished comprehensive school. But this is not the end of a story, just the beginning. based off the Ed Sheeran song Little Lady. warnings: PROSTITUTION. RAPE. ABUSE. MURDER. SUICIDE ATTMEPTS. SUICIDAL THOUGHTS. PRISON SENTENCES.
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