“Not so rough,” I moaned. “I won’t run, I want you.” He chuckled but kept his hold; he wasn’t falling for it that easily. I rocked against... his hand letting myself enjoy it for just a moment. Then he took his hand away and ever so slightly eased the pressure of his body against me. I thought maybe I had him fooled; that he believed I wanted to stop playing and do it gently. Then I heard a little clink as he undid his belt. I tensed. He unzipped his trousers and I heard soft rustles of fabric. She had cleaned his car out just the week before and it hadn't been there then. She thought of all those evenings when she sat at home alone or was forced to pay someone to sit with her children while she went to work. She thought of all the times when he came home without offering an explanation for where he had been. And she thought of the times when he hadn't come home at all. She had tried not to think that there might be someone else.She dropped the bag of trash and carried the empty. The girl waiting beside me pulled me forwards to this woman. I wondered why but in the same instance was very curious about this land and its inhabitants. My arrival in her proximity shook her out of the momentary stupor she had fallen under, but that youthful glee kept its composure within her. She outstretched a hand introducing herself, "I am Raven. The ruler of this fair city and the reason why everyone here is so ecstatic about living. Have you ever been influenced by some outer source to. The young man, his mouth dry and his eyes wide, seemed completely bowled over. He seemed to try to speak, but his adam’s apple simply worked up and down, though no sound passed his lips. He nervously nodded his assent, and without further discussion she led him to one of the carriages offering long rides around the park. She led him into the classic white carriage, as one of the other fraternity boys noticed them and waved wildly while pulling the sleeves of one of his friends. “Yo, Matt” he.