C. Stecko books

Brooklyn Brothel (2009)

an overly anxious girl named Cinnamon shouted in my ear. “Wake up! Wake up, girl!” I jumped from my bed thinkin’ there was a fire or somethin’. Luckily, I’d met Cinnamon the night before, ’cause when I woke up in a panic from her shakin’ me half to death, she woulda got punched if I hadn’t recogn...