Hell Between My Thighs: Chasitys Storm

The agony, the hurt, the pain … After every storm, they say there's a rainbow waiting on the other side. In that case, where the hell is my rainbow? My sanity rests between the sheets, my innocence stolen by these freaks; taken at a young age. I was stripped down to nothing; robbed, removed from chastity. Even worse, torn from life! My precious jewels were my hell, the hell that rests between my thighs. To most, it was nothing more than a prize. To me, it was my pain in disguise. The hell with my mother who sold my soul. Hell to my father who never tried to save me. And to hell with the hell that's between my thighs!