Life of Leslie

3

"Hello Travis." I greeted him with a hug before I sat down on the opposite side of the booth.

"Hey, princess!"

We chatted a bit about what he did for a living, apparently he worked in a grocery store. Mostly at the register. We also talked a bit about our families, though I left out the tough part about Jake.

As we had finished our drinks, we went out for a little walk. He had, again, been very nice so I thought why not. But as we came around a corner where there were pretty few people he leaned in for a kiss. Actually, he had been so sweet and I felt as if this could actually turn into something good so what did I have to lose? So I accepted and kissed him. As I did, he gently pushed me up against the wall. That happened pretty quickly, but I haven't felt much affection in a while, and also it was just kisses. Then he grabbed my breast. He cupped it and squeezed it.

"No. Nothing like that" I said and got his hand off me.

He then moved his hand down to my lower region. He gripped my thigh and went up to my vagina. Rather rough and I really didn't want anything like this right now.

"Stop. You're hurting me, Travis. And I don't want nothing like that." I said and tried to get out of his grip.

"Oh darling. You don't know what pain is yet." he whispered in my ear, sending chills down my back, with the same grip ahold of me. One hand gripping my wrist, the other desperately trying to do something he thought was good to my lady parts.

I knew I would have to get out of there. Now. There were a couple of people in the street, but they were too far away for me to reach out to them or for them to hear me. And if I screamed, and they didn't hear me which was likely, it would get worse. He continued as I said stop over and over again. He tried to get into my jeans, then I kicked him in the shin.

"You really shouldn't have done that, you know!" he said loud.

"No please, get off me!" I screamed as he pulled me into an alley, by my hair. Away, away from the people that maybe could've heard me, who maybe I could've reached. But I didn't dare.

*****

"Thank you Leslie. Have a good one, will ya." Travis blankly said as he pulled up his zipper as I laid there on the ground. Dirty, exposed and broken. He had just taken everything away from me. Everything.

I wanted the first time to be special, I've waited for someone special. I thought earlier that maybe it could've been Travis. But not yet, not so early. Unfortunately, I guess I was right. He took the right to use me, he took the right to take my body, to take my power away from me. He pushed me down, harder and deeper into the rough asphalt as I cried. I cried and try to scream, pleaded him to let me go. That I'd do anything to make him stop. But nothing was good enough, because THIS was what he wanted. All along.

I watched as he left the alley, I sat there crying for about 2 more minutes until I tried to make my way home. It hurt, it hurt so bad. Everywhere. Mentally and physically. As I got out I fell down. I just laid there, crying. I saw feet walking by. Many of them, neither of them stopped. I saw them move to the side and faster as they were beside me. Until one pair, a pair of Chelsea boots. A guys feet. Or it was one huge woman for sure.

The guys hand touched my arm.

"No. Please!" I said and cried harder, shielding my body. He kneeled down beside me.