Most people think that sex trafficking happens overseas, in some dirty place far away from them. It would blow their minds if they thought of it happening right next door to the neighbor's child, or that it could ever happen to their child/children. But let me be the first to tell you, that's exactly where it is happening. It is NOT somewhere beyond the rainbows you see, it is right here at home. In your town, and you yourself, could even be contributing to it.
I've always been told that what happened to me is a unique experience and from all the ones I have heard it does seem to be. However, I feel that is why my story needs to be told. You see, I know a lot of people, some of whom I hope are reading this. My hope is that people understand how they are contributing to the world of sex trafficking and I am going to do that by sharing my story of what Russell Chaney did to me over the course of one horrible hellish weekend.
He picked me up on a Friday. That night Russell took me out to dinner at a Ponderosa, I think. At that point I was already scared because of his demeanor; he wasn't the same man I had talked to online. I could sense that he was no longer trying to impress me, but rather trying to make me less uncomfortable with his new identity. He told me he was an alderman and that many people in his town trusted him and that talking to someone my age was illegal. Of course, he tried to tell me that my maturity was the reason he wanted to be with someone my age.
After dinner he took me to a lock and dam; this was where he started to show his truly colors. We walked along the dam and tried his best to "court" me. He asked me questions about myself and kept my attention by focusing on me. Once we got back to the car he opened the passenger car door and pushed me in. He reached for the glove box and pulled out a knife, one that he made mention was gifted to him by his girlfriend. He pressed the knife to my throat and told me that he kill me if I didn't do exactly as he told me to, as he began to unzip his pants.
For the next 5 minutes he forcibly made me give him oral stimulation. After he was finished he got in the car and drove us back to his house. Nothing was said until we got back to his place. He told me to undress and to go into his bedroom and wait. From then on it was my job to listen to his every command.