It was cold outside, she wasn’t safe on the streets on her own. Oh yeah? Xxx She couldn’t breathe. His voice continues, low and reassuring and implacable. He hands over her panties, the ones she’ll pull on with shaking hands in bed at home, the ones she’ll wear for the next three days. Why don’t you get in the car and I’ll drive you home? Oh yeah? She directs him automatically, disconnected from the things he’s doing below her waist. She looks out of place, a girl in a skirt and a too big sweater on her own and she can feel eyes crawling over her but for once she doesn’t care. Another question, and here it got bad, it got really bad, why did you break up with him?
Actors:
Miriam Prado
