The images chronicled everything she had done since arriving in the city...including her visit to The Red Club and her asleep in her room...

I was born and raised in Southern California, Bolsa Chica Beach to be precise. My mother and father were devout Catholics...

Summer laid upon pink fur-covered comforters like a porcelain doll, still and calm in the early morning hours...

Surely the lack of sleep was playing tricks on her when she found herself wanting and needy for a man's touch...

She lay there, this poor girl, who once had a beautiful life, now happily accepted her new purpose...to be a pleasure to men...

As she held the panties in front of her, another note dropped to her lap. This one read “For your debut performance.”

Mr. Tjark was a Professor with renown in the field of education and psychology at a small well known college. He had been in the lifestyle..

Inspector Kelly looked up from the spot on the sidewalk where she had stopped, the shadow of the high rise loomed over her, "This is it."