-Wes’My eyes misted. In all my life, no one had ever written to me that they missed me. Other kids got it in notes in their packed lunches, but I ne...er got anything but the free lunches at school. I hadn’t realized how much it still hurt me deep inside until I read Wes’s note. He made my heart feel full, so full that the feelings were spilling to the brim, falling as tears from my eyes. I wiped them away hastily and opened the fridge to help myself to a bottle of water.I took stock of the. I have two brothers and seven sisters, we live in a large house with a huge garden surrounded by a large wooden fence, all my sisters love sunbathing topless in the summer and can be found in the garden, sometimes completely naked. It was nothing for us as a family to see each other completely naked, even dad wound get up in the middle of the night for a pee, and without thinking walk to the toilet naked and sometimes his Willy would be sticking out in front looking really hard, so it was. He glued his eyes back to the TV even though the game wasn't back on yet.After a few awkward moments, I thought he'd speak, but the game came back, and he was gone. I could physically see him, but emotionally, he was six hundred miles away in that football stadium. So, I rubbed my face for a few seconds and walked away.He failed to speak a word, and I wasn't even sure if he noticed I was gone. So, I went straight to Mary's bedroom and brought my fist up to knock. Before I could, I heard. So, I landed in juvenile prison at seventeen and expected to be transferred to an adult facility when I turned eighteen.But I got a surprise on my birthday.A suited man with a salesman's smile walked into my cell and laid a stack of papers in front of me. He said, "We can make a deal, Lora."The terms he offered were simple--spend the next twenty years of my life in prison or spend five years as a Doll on the Pleasure Grid. "With your pretty face and tight little body, you'll do very well." he.