” Even though it was a gross comment from an even grosser little punk, Wonder Woman’s vanity appreciated the compliment on how shapely her assets ...ooked. As all of the boy rapists turned to take a look at her, she scolded them, “You boys should be ashamed of yourselves. Just because you are too repulsive looking to get dates on your own, you shouldn’t be forcing yourselves on others.” The three boys clutching the victim, released her and joined their buddies in brazenly looking Wonder Woman. And Mrs. Higgins threw a graduation party for us at the Hilton Country Club. I gave its full name so that you would know how posh it was. All of the men wore tuxedos and all of the women had new ball gowns. It was really something to see, and the Higgins went whole hog. There was a live band and we all danced until we dropped. I must admit in all honesty that I had a good time, but it was mostly because of the company I kept. Marlene never let me out of her sight, but she did allow me to dance. The mammoth dick head at my butt hole parted my anal muscle ring and slid into my anal sphincter muscle tube. Tears spring from my eyes as I cried around the dick fucking my mouth and throat. My toes were bouncing up off the floor and my hands gripped the chair seat so I could keep my midsection up enough for me to breath now and then. There was no way for me to escape as hands pushed me back to the chair when I was able to slide off. And the sounds of the encouragements from the crowd of guys. Salty guilt burns in cerulean eyes.It’s because these particular marks aren’t from when she knew me. They’re from surviving the hell I Peter Paned into. You do what you gotta do to survive prison. Take what you gotta take. Give up what you gotta give up. And yea, you slice yourself up with jagged lines so the real monsters don’t think of you as the pussy street artist you really are. Think twice before making you their bitch. And then you start fighting like the world’s cracking apart and you.