I love the way he respects me she said.
i love the way her body is calling me he said.
He places his hands on her hips.
She presses her lips hard against his.
Im in love with him she thinks.
I wonder whats awaiting me beneath those jeans thought he.
Touching Caressing Passion Romance.
Further, clothes to undress, flesh press against.
Look at that skin, it drove him wild.
What the hell am i doing, thought the young child.
Tears arise in her eyes.
His hands wont let go of her wrists or her thighs.
She cries.
What passes seems to take hours.
Her body sore and bleeding from the enforced power.
I still love this man whispered she.
He laughed to himself, Ill convince her to do it again next week.
How ironic to love what you see.
But at the same time ignore what your hearts trying to get you to believe.
Rape.
Love.
True Love A False Reality.