Alcoholrape Stories

Available on Kindle ---- Based on true events --- ​The sensation of cold covers dance across my skin as I snuggle more inside, "Goodnight, Daisy," His warm pecks on my forehead, and then the door closes with a crack. "Clyde..." The door opens again, "Yes, butterfly?" "I don't want to be alone... please," He sighs in a chuckle whilst he makes his way over to me, "You need sleep, butterfly,"