A Piece of Ass and A Piece of Shit.

His breath ran down my neck as I shivered and put my empty wine bottle down. 

"I want you so bad." was all his beer sodden mouth could mutter, as he groped my chest and pushed me up against the cold, metallic car door. 

"Please... stop, I hardly even know you. I bet you don't even know my last name." 

With that statement mustered out of me, he seemed to snap out of his trance for once and looked intently at the ground. His grip on my waist loosened and his torso seemed to get lighter against my body. 

I let out a deep breath and pat him on the shoulder. 

"Told you so." 

He whipped his head up and narrowed his eyes as I was trying to snake my way out from under his arms. 

"Kayla... Kayla... it starts with a K... Kayla KILBY!!! HA!!! Now we know each other."

As if him answering that one question were a green light, he grabbed my ass and pulled me up against him, laying a big, sloppy, wet one right on my half open mouth. This followed with a roaming hand up the shirt and a soft "Let's fuck" in my ear. 

The ground started spinning and I pushed against the piece of meat with no prevail. My sloppy struggling was useless and as I was just about to give up and tell him a white lie that would get me out from under his grasp, I hear a long, exaggerated zip and a gentle hand grabs mine. It directs me to the hard piece of him that I was not intending to see or FEEL for that matter. I freeze up and he starts reaching for my pants. 

"NO! I am not having sex with you, especially not right here in broad day light!" With that, I pull my pants back up and cross my arms over my chest. 

"Well... we could walk back to your place...?"

"No... my bed is too small." 

"Well... we could walk back to my place!"

"How far would that be?"

"It's a ways, but don't worry... I want you... my bed is big."

"Well put your pants back on and I'll meet you back in the party and we'll... we'll just leave... and... go back to your big bed."

With that, I side stepped my "drug" and stumbled up the stairs to the party without looking back. I kept my eyes averted to all the staring people who knew I had been outside with a boy. I swung open the closet doors to grab my purse when all of a sudden a hand grabs my ass. I spin around and find my back up against yet another solid cage. 

I clutch my purse with a death grip as my next offender stands straight in front of me with his dick right in plain sight, like a god damn gun, sticking me up. 

"You know you want this..."

"Get away from me! You've slept with one of my friends."

"Does that mean you wont fuck me?!"

"Probably not."

"Oh come on! I've wanted that ass ever since the pimps and hoes party. You know you want this." 

I push past him and give the host a quick hug for "such a lovely time" and bound out the door. I make it half way home when I realize my face is streaked with tears falling every time I take a step. I enter my room and peel off my smoke infested clothes as if my body and mind could rid themselves of the previous encounters. I climb into bed and wrap the warmth of my fuzzy blanket over me, surrounding my body in a cocoon of shakes that slowly subside to only sudden jerks throughout the night.