The girl sits on the bus, staring out the window into the dark night. Thunder cracks threw the night sky, illuminating the dark silluettes of the buildings as the bus passes. She shivers, pulling her worn coat closer to her body, tightening the material against her form. She rests her head on the cold window, the temperature of the glass seeping into her skin, cooling the raging head ache. Relaxing to the soft hum of the vibrating glass, she closes her eyes, her shoulders slump, the coat gapes open, revealing the low collared shirt beneath it. Her mind wanders, her breathing becoming even, her heavy breasts rising and falling, visible from the low neckline.
The man in the back corner watches her intently beneath the dark hood of his coat, his icy eyes boring into her back as the bus moves along through the bitter night. The bus jolts, bouncing over a bump in the road. The girls head bangs against the window hard. She sits up, placing her hand to her head dazedly, shaken from the bump. She blinks rapidly, becoming away of her surroundings. “Shit I missed my stop.” She mumbles harshly under her breath. She stands up, hastily sliding out of the seat, knocking her purse onto the floor, cursing again softly under her breath; she bends over, her short skirt riding up over her tight ass. The man in the corner looks intently at her young firm ass, noting she is bare beneath the skirt. She moves up to the front of the bus, hurrying off at the next stop, wanting to get home. The man from the back exits quietly after her, moving with the shadows as he follows her, his footsteps drowned out by the light stinging drizzle. She walks slowly, her head still pounding from the bump on the window. She moves to an awning, off in a deserted ally way, resting for a moment, closing her eyes against the pounding headache. She hears a small sound on the side of the ally.
She moves back into the ally, moving towards the sound, rain dripping off her hair and thick eyelashes as she blinks, trying the find the source of the noise. Smiles she bends down, petting the small cat that she seeing hiding under a pile of newspaper. As her hand moves the moonlight catches on her watch, shinning on the crystal illuminating the hands of the watch. Drawing an inward breath, she unwinds from the crouch, mind going rapidly at the late hour of the night. She looks down giving a last sweet smile to the desolate cat before she turns back to the street. The water, streaming down her face from her drenched hair, blinds her and she blinks rapidly trying to clear her eyes when the man steps from the darkness stopping before her, drowning out the dim glow of the street light.
She starts forward, keeping her head bent as she tries to slide around the man, but he blocks the exit, making her unable to move. She looks over at him, peering at the dark face under the hood, lightening crashes behind her lighting up his face, she freezes mesmerized by his ice blue eyes. Suddenly he moves closer to her, crowding her up against the wall. She squirms trying to edge out from in front of him. He quickly grabs her wrists forcing them behind her with one hand, pressing her back against them, causing her wrists to dig into the cold brick of the building. He slides her hand down her body roughly, roughly pushing up her skirt, exposing her bare thigh to the cold air. Pressing her back harder, he pushes his knee between her thighs, pressing against her heat. She gasps, “Please no…” Tears scream down her face, mixing with the cold rain.
