Amanda’s life as a slave 1
Amanda was exited. It was the morning of her 18th birthday. She had woken up early, done some yoga and had a healthy breakfast. Now she was at the mall, shopping for clothes for the party. I wonder what its gonna be that Daddy bought me? Better be a fucking car! She thought, while checking a purple bra in a store. Excuse me! Excuse me! She yelled to the clerk and the clerk quickly ran to her. Until what size these go up to? She asked. Just a minute mam, I will go and check… and what would it be your s….. 70EE She replied quickly, without even a flinch of smile on her face. I don’t have to smile on a fucking bra store clerk, my daddy could buy this place, she thought. The …