**Trigger warning: Deals with Technology assisted Child Sexual Abuse* Graphic language

Pretty as a picture 
he watches me from his basement 

in my periwinkle dress, 
dripping with silver sparkles over my new breasts 
the lilac curves of my hips  
fourteen years old 
a shy girlish smile  
shapes my glossy raspberry lips 

he can do all things through Christ who strengthens him 
Phillipians 4-13 
Aren’t you a special, sexy young lady 
asks the orange flash at the bottom of my screen 

 
thirty-five years old 
with a Louisiana drawl 
penetrating my ears many miles away 
over time  
I become his live sex doll 
 
he asks me to shift positions 

Lean back 

Sit down 

Stand up 

Bend over 

Wear that sexy night gown 

 
he can’t wait for the day that I turn eighteen 

God made you a virgin for me 
it only hurts the first time  
but I’ll lick it better 
 

Don't tell anyone our secret 

Or I could go to jail 

 
He makes sure my mom’s not around 

when I satisfy his penchant for 

for underage tail 

He tells me goodbye 

When I realize how wrong this was 

The discard hurt more 
 
leaving me to feel 

Like a dirty cam whore 

“I will never believe another word you say” 

As I stumble into the living room 

Pale faced and gray