up to see a caramel-brown-skinned gentleman with full lips, outlined by a thin goatee. He had the most perfect, slanted, bedroom
eyes and his hair was cut in a low Caesar. He stood about six feet two, with a slight hunch in his back ... his smile was
perfect. His lips seemed to gently hug his teeth when he smiled..."
- A Woman's InJustice, chapter 1
"To add salt to the wound he reached around to the front of me and grabbed onto my neck with one hand and with the other hand
he covered my mouth so that I couldn’t scream...
He continued to thrust but harder this time. I prayed that I would just pass out from the pain but I didn’t..."
- A Woman's InJustice, Chapter 6.
"Justice would’ve given
me anything that my heart desired. The only drawback was that he didn’t realize that my heart desired to have him do
right by me. My heart desired to have him to myself. I would’ve given up all of the gifts in the world to keep things
right between us. Material things don’t satisfy the heart..."
- A Woman's InJustice, Chapter 12.
"As he turned around, I sucked all
of the blood that was in my nose down into my mouth, and spat it right in his face. Some of the clots of blood landed on his
baby blue Lacoste shirt.
I took off running like
the Road Runner. I was jumping three or four stairs at a time..."
- A Woman's InJustice, Chapter 13.
"No matter how tough I was in other
situations that dealt with strangers, in this one, all of my weaknesses came out. When I entered that cold, small room, and
sat on the padded table, I could no longer hold back my tears. They began to flow uncontrollably when it was time to place
my legs on the post, which kept my legs up and in a spread eagle position.
As the anesthesiologist prepared
to put me to sleep, the nurse held my hand and tried to console me..."
- A Woman's InJustice, Chapter 14.