The Devil’s Whore

Lesley Perkins wrapped her arms around her shivering self. Her gown clinging to her body, and her teeth chattering from cold and fear.
Her eyes clouded with tears as she walked down the dark alley, anxious to get home.
Her life's a mess! Hell!, it had always been a mess! Oh, how she wished she never had this trip tonight! How she wished she didn't have to see those haunting images. How she wished she never believed she could be loved...
Who's she kidding? she's always been a slut and would forever remai