When she said no, she meant no! But the terror in her eyes excited him. 'Today, you'll pay for every blue-ball episode' He said. A look of confusion washed across the terror on the screen of emotions that was her face.
He saw it and said 'Let me remind you'. As he described her honest-to-God I'm scared of guys look as a come-hither look, her modest dressing as seductive veiling of her voluptuous body, she lost all desire to protect him.
Let him rape her as her AIDS-ridden neighbour had done when she was but a wee lass of eight. Since her fear excited him, she kept the look of terror on her face, veiling the venomous hate she felt.
Let him enjoy her terror, get high on her cries and pain. Then let him die slowly, as she was.
He hadn't even batted an eyelid when she'd told him it was that time of the month...
Yes, Silence is golden... and I do love silence. This blog is about those times when I have something I need to share. It could be a poem, a short story, an account of my day, an experience I thought blog-worthy, a social commentary, or my random thoughts... So grab your cuppa coffee, or tea if you would, and enjoy!
Ahhh...some people get their just desserts for sure.
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