Rape

“Hurry up,” he calmly stated… as if he had all the time in the world, but didn’t want to wait that long. I wasn’t doing what he said. I was looking for the gun I planted in this closet just two days before in the event of just such a happening. I had been raped a week earlier. Everybody was talking about it, it was all over town, but no arrest. Now my cousin Pooky, whom I had grown up with since I was born decided that he’d like to rape me to.

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