In My Desperate Time

Apart from people coming here for using the bathroom, there is hardly anyone passing by. I couldn’t find anyone even if I want to call for help.

Andrew’s touch on me makes me feel gross.

It’s disgusting to the point of throwing up.

“You let go of me!” I frown and say to him with disgust.

He stops and looks at me, “When I was not capable of this side of thing, you were so eager for men at that time. Don’t pretend to be chaste in front of me now.”

Then he pushes me against the wall and reaches out his right hand on my breast and grabbed rudely.

“Well, well, it’s been a long time since our last meeting, but your breasts have grown quite a bit. It seems that you have been nourished quite well by men!”

As he says, he starts to tear my clothes off.

He is so strong that all I hear is a tearing sound and the fabric is ripped off my shoulders, with my bare skin on the cold wall, which makes me shiver.

you had enough time in the jail? Do you really want to go back in again?” I shout angrily to

at me with gloomy and cold eyes, “Jane, do you know how much I hate

so crazy and piercing that it sends a chill

and realize that I’ve

no one

if I want to call for

appears in

my mind.

why? Why would I think of him

it’s because that he once saved me from trouble again and again. I find myself an excuse and stop thinking

mind is mixed with pain and

up the sign of cleaning on the door when we get in, so

of

smell makes my head swim and I can’t help