On cold autumn aftermoons

grabbed a pan, starting

ook? – I ask

. - h

ol, watching what h

o cook? –

or me food is l

th a scream. Soon the light went out, and everything was dark. I felt my heart leap out of my chest. The

you al

ow voice. – I… I hate

ll finish dinner. - H

It's okay. I shrugged

that man didn't think I was literally throwing myself at him, because I was just afraid... Very afra

g me against him. He smelled incredibly good. I b

king. – he observed

eally afraid

doing on that road,

ion before nightfall... The rain got in

that enveloping, maddening kiss. At first I tried not to kiss him back, but when I realized I was completely focused on feeling his tongue inside my mouth, consuming my lips with greed. I had never received a kiss like that in my life. He was an experienced man, unlike any other boy who had ever touched me. I placed my hands on his head, feeling his fine hair in my hands, pressing him harder against me. Who was that

never had in my entire life. If the final act of sex was better than that, I don't think I could take it and die of pleasure. How had I gone so long without feeling those sensations my body could produce at the mere touch of a man? I arched my body back, letting his tongue and hands play all over my body. Suddenly he stopped. I couldn't see him in the dark. She was stark naked in a stranger's kitchen. He picked me up as if I weighed nothing and carried me across the room, up the stairs with my body clinging to his, gently carrying me. He opened the door and set me down on the soft bed. He lay down on top of me and went back to kissing me different from the way he kissed me before. I felt less greed… He was slower, tasting my lips more calmly. I started unbuttoning his shirt leisurely. I wasn't skilled in these matters, but at the same time I didn't want him to think it was my first time. Yes... I was determined to give myself to that stranger and lose my virginity on that crazy night of pure pleasure. He released my lips and ripped open his shirt forcefully. I couldn't see it, but I was pretty sure it ripped.

ine. God, what had that been? Could we repeat? We turned our faces and face

t was

e with a completely strange man I'd met just over an hour ago. Me, Megan Miller, the straightest and most co

e you? -

ran her over. –

me over... - My body and

er my cheek, cares

is yo

Me

t you, Meg. I think now I

be..."

y what to do or say. She was completely inexperienced and didn't

ked standing up and pointing to

overing myself, heading to the bathroom

w stupid I had been! I put my head under the water, trying not to let that slip up overshadow the wonderful moment I had experienced. Then I would worry about it. When I finished the shower, I wra

u a fucki

et and blushed. I can't believe that happen

exactly? he aske

k voice. – Do you think that

rginity. But so what? Why did he care about

the bedroom door, comi

ast that you us

ything. Of course I didn't... Why

nds over his

don't use..

use it. - I con

t someone sent you... And

e talking about... - I said co

close to me a

eca

w what you're

ourself to me? You d

could make up a million things for you, b

at me with

er for you, you can take me away now. - I said feeling like crying, but taking a deep bre

ched his naked body, wearing only his pants. I almost wanted to take his clothes of

? I asked in a thin voice,

felt even more helpless with that gesture of his and

sorr

to leave.

ing… It's not safe to go out on these horrible roads in N

nown. I just need my legs. I'm n

r me. I picked up my clothes from the kitchen floor and dressed them quickly.

me in false imprisonment

et you go o

at was exactly what

I didn't mean to

tell me will c

ve your backpack?

n to the door, opening it and walking out without looking back. It was raining a lot and it was really too

nd stepping out onto the road. Before long

going h

e a joke. That is “your

cked me up and put me over h

I'll scream. And say

want. - he said. – I'm

I was cold. That man was strong and skilled and in a few minutes I w

ng to mak

not

what you told

eted. - Why did you do that? And th

. I'm not guilty. That was

pear in any way immature to that man. I l

rning you about no

om. - he said. - Come on, I

etely soaked. If he hadn't wanted to, he woul