The Backseat

The Backseat

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On Sunday, after we went to the lake. When we were waiting for my mom outside in the car. He kept trying to corner me, but I played hard to get. I kept teasing him. I would lean in, then turn away. But, then finally I was sitting in the backseat with my legs hanging outside the car, with the door wide open, and then that's when it all happened. He came and pushed me, laying me across the backseat, then full on kisses my neck, while grabbing tightly on my legs as I rise them up over his hips rapping them around his torso.
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I looked at him fear soon enveloping me. My heart starts pounding, my palms become sweaty, I feel my face lose its colour as I become pale. I beg him to stop, I cry out in vain. I slowly feel my soul leave my body as I watch him take my innocence. I then become numb. "Ahhh... That was a good one." He says dropping his sweaty body on top of me.

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