Are you going to beg for it?” My breathing was erratic, and I wanted to scream again, but his next words choked my throat. Should I call the police and report the rape? XXX Why? It was pure sex without any other disturbing sensations, for which my body now had neither the time nor the opportunity. But first I want to hear you scream.”
It wasn’t Antonio, but he must have instructed my attacker exactly what to do and say. I couldn’t resist any longer when it felt so good for my body. He was going to fuck me. “Spread your legs for me, little whore,” a
voice whispered in my ear. A week later, I moved out of the apartment and disappeared from Antonio’s life.




















