Four tones clicked before static, three more clicks and an answer. We were both okay. I asked her about the early calls that morning. She was worried,...the calls were disturbed. In them, the end of the world arose. I had mentioned it. And I had understood if she never wanted to see me. I laughed at this. We agreed I was wasted. She departed for The City the next night. I offered to drive her, borrow a car. ‘ No, I already have a ride.’ She said, ‘My friends and I are calling a cab.’ Five of. Soon her show started and for the next few hours, she escaped onto a world of fantasy. The next morning her alarm sounded, but she remembered that her boss told her to take some time. Still rising early, Petra realized that she had nothing to do. She needed something else in her life. She remembered that a church was located near her home so she decided to go there. Maybe she could help in some way. Quite possible, she’d run onto the man that helped her. With a new outlook and focus, Petra. Throwing her head back, a deep husky laugh escaped her throat. Her laugh, beautiful and mesmerizing had a lilt of broken glass and dark promises to it as it filled the air around her and soared high above the city. Snap. The snapping of a fallen branch reached her ears as her assailant started and paused at the sound of her laugh. Turning slowly towards the sound shrouded by the darkness of her hood, only the lower half of her face could be seen. Her lips drew back in a come hither look as if. ..”“Ye-” He had climbed ontop of me and pulled me into a kiss. I was paralyzed. I could feel his tongue moving around in my mouth, his lips against mine. All I could do was sit there and stare in shock. He pulled back for a second and said, “I've never actually been with a guy before, but I want you to be my first.” He then looked at me with passion in his eyes and unzipped my pants.I felt a tingle as his fingers first brushed the head of my penis and then worked there way down and wrapped.