Free Use Immigrant: Giving Up Her Body was the Tariff for Freedom

My dream has always been to come to America. My entire family talks about America as the bright shining beacon to the world. So when we were finally able to cross the border, I was estactic. Then ICE rounded us up like animals, put us in cages and I feared we’d all be sent back. Then a Customs official told me I could pay for my entire family’s passage – if I was willing to become a Free Use Immigrant. I wasn’t sure what that was at first, then they gave me some sort of shot, and now everytime a man touches me, or whispers something dirty to me, I throw myself at him, wanting him to pound and ravish me. I can’t help it, can’t stop it, want to give myself to every man…