tu were lying on the ground of the cold, dark, wet ally, soc on parte superior, arriba of you, unbuttoning your shirt. tu had dado up the screaming and crying; no was going to hear tu anyways. tu were helpless.
The booze on his breath was strong. tu tasted it in his mouth when he tried to kiss you.
“You’re a verrrrrry purtyyyy girl,” he slurs into your ear.
“Get off me,” tu scream.
He clamps your mouth shut with his hand. “Shhhh, I ain’t gonna hurt you.”
You bite down on his hand. Hard. He lets go of your mouth, and tu scream for your boyfriend Soda, o anyone that would hear.
By this time your...
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