No one gives a rat’s ass about a teen slut phone sex whore! I am in the car with Mom and Dad when her cell phone rings. There has been a prison riot, and I won’t be able to see Daddy today. I was really looking forward to our visit today. My fucking nerd stepdad doesn’t like to fuck me with my period 
on. But my real day will go all the way! We turn around to go home, but the roads are blocked off. So my stepdad exits the highway, and we stop at this BATES, Nightmare out of ELM street fucking motel.
This shit looks like something out of the Walking Dead! We go into the central office and fill out the forms for us to stay there.
For some odd reason, FRY BOY ROY keeps staring at me. He tells my Dad not to turn his back on me. Daddy isn’t paying attention to what he says. I am too busy trying to swat off these giant killer bugs to notice anything else.
Finally, he gives us the key to our foul-smelling room. The curtains are ancient in this hell hole, and it looks like the blankets haven’t been washed in centuries. I tell my parents I would take my chances sleeping in the car. I learned a while ago they don’t give a fuck about me, so they agree.
While in there I try my best to get comfortable when there is a knock on the window.
Looking at FRY BOY Roy gives me the creeps, so I put up the window protector and try to get back to sleep. I guess I didn’t notice that there was a hatchet hanging out of his chest until it was too late! The guy standing behind him continues to fuck FRY BOY Roy in the ass while looking at me.
An hour later I am still slurping down a killer’s floaters. My mouth is so sore and bruised. I can barely swallow from deep throating him. But like I said no one cares about a teen slut phone sex whore.