Her arms wrapped around tight, trying to lose herself in her sweater. She’ll end up smoking the rest of the packet by the end of the trip. Xnxx video His voice continues, low and reassuring and implacable. A thousand answers flying through her brain and all she wanted to tell him was the truth. Savage freedom. Do you want a lift? She thinks at some point she asks him to slap her, and she only realises how much and how hard he hit the next morning by the ache in the side of her face. His voice a drone in her left ear. She only protests weakly when he slides his hand into her panties. They reach her house, and pass it, she hears her voice say, subdued, almost resigned, I think you drove past, I live back there.. Sexually. They exchange weary looks, talk about calling her a taxi, and she hunches down, ashamed
a shudder of time and she was out on the streets again, she registers that it had gotten colder and that she didn’t know how she’d gotten out of the station (it was only later, when she woke up the next morning with shattered memories threatening to split her mind in two, that she would realise
