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Hello! Happy New Year! I know it’s been a while since my last post so I’m going to give you a quick refresher. I left off on Part 4 on my Addiction Blog touching on the topic of Pain driven addictions and the different ways that pain affect different people. I left off saying that…
Casheena's Poetry Corner
Most people know that I started out as poet and now I get to show you what my daughter wrote. Proud mommy moment. Written by my Serenity: Up and down widow street Fathers trudge through the sleet Whoosh. Whoosh. The wind whispers. In a house a girl shivers. Cozy fires cast a glow. In…
This poem of mine Addiction View goes with the blog I’ve been writing about addiction. Read it below and let me know what you think. Please remember that all the things on this page is copyrighted material. Addiction View She sits in her chair Watching the screen She is filled with compassion about the…
As a mother of four, she passes on her love for words and writing to her children. Her goal is to be a voice for those who don't feel they have one while introducing the new generations to the many worlds of being a reader.
"It's time for you to stop livin off me and get up and make a livin of your own."
Growing up I never had much of a family. I briefly stayed with foster parents, Eric and Simicka James, who only wanted me because of the money I brought in for them to make themselves look better than they feel. Cheap bastards never could afford anything without me. My foster father showed me the most love. Especially when he would climb off of me after fuckin me until he was no longer thinking about the bitch he was married to. Who fucked everything in the world but him. But hey; I guess I was needed for more than money. I made someone happy or at least content with himself.
I learned about sex from my hoe of a mother at an early age. She was a professional escort and had no problems bringing her clients home and fucking them in her room with the door wide open. She sold me to my first customer for around six thousand dollars when I was fifteeen years old.
She told me, "It's time for you to stop livin off me and get up and make a livin of your own. You're old enough to understand how this world works. The only thing in this world stronger than money is pussy. So use it to your advantage. Your first customer will be here in a minute. So quit your fuckin whining and wipe your face. This guy is paying six hundred dollars to take a look at you. He seen me and said I was too old. When he seen a picture of you, he said you were perfect and that he would have you at any price."
Ruthless is the first novel of the Ruthless Series. The full version is available in hardcover, while the eBook is split into Act I and Act II.
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Casheena is a mother of four and she passes on her love for words and writing to her children. Her goal is to be a voice for those who don't feel they have one while introducing the new generations to the many worlds of being a reader. Read More