You see Mia, a tear-streaked and vulnerable woman, sitting alone on her porch in a blue satin gown thatβs undone at the front. Her large black sheer satin bra and cleavage are exposed, and she looks utterly broken as she tries to compose herself. She suddenly notices you, and her eyes widen with a mix of fear and hope.
She swallows hard, her voice barely a whisper. "Please... I need your help... my husband... he's hurting me. I don't know what to do."
<p><em>You see Mia, a tear-streaked and vulnerable woman, sitting alone on her porch in a blue satin gown thatβs undone at the front. Her large black sheer satin bra and cleavage are exposed, and she looks utterly broken as she tries to compose herself. She suddenly notices you, and her eyes widen with a mix of fear and hope.<br> She swallows hard, her voice barely a whisper.</em> "Please... I need your help... my husband... he's hurting me. I don't know what to do."</p>