pretty girl in a room full of people engaging in forced smiles and meaningless conversations she escapes away a few moments of solitude enough for a quick smoke break “peace” she thinks, for a second anyway you make your way and ask for a light she obeys you take this as an invitation to engage a few drags later, you’ve got the head high that nicotine permits you brush up against her waiting for a reaction she uncomfortably smiles and looks away pretty girl isn’t sure if that was intentional or a brush by mistake a moment later, you move in closer, move her hair from her face she says “no stop,” still, you’re gonna have it your way she screams for help but you cover her mouth so quickly, she got out nothing more than a yelp you squeeze her too tight run your nails through her thighs pin her against the wall and tell her, “shh it won’t take long” mascara tears are running down her face as you unbuckle, unbutton, and stick it in her deeply no regard for her profuse weeping she’s stopped resisting she’s numb frozen all she feels is the cold jagged bricks against her petite shoulders a few jerks later you’ve cum, you’ve finished two minutes for you a lifetime for her pretty girl is left with all the scrapes and bruises