Monday, July 13, 2009

Part 8

She remembered it well.
He held her tight and kissed her hard. His lips reeked of alcohol. His shirt smelled of sweat. His eyes were red. She wanted to leave so bad, but not matter how hard she tried, she couldnt seem to make him go away. No one was at the house so she knew he'd get away with this. He told her she was beautiful. She didnt believe a word he said with his Corona breath being the only thing that she smelled.

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