Name: Just Whoever 2007-08-17 20:37 ID:96gyV89i
About a week ago, I was staying over at my best friends house and I had to sleep his little brother's room because it was bigger. Well, in the night The little brother, about 12, found his way into my sleeping bag. When I asked him what he was doing, he said he was scared of the dark and he moved up against me. I accepted that as the truth.
I woke up once more that night. This time, the sleeping bag was open, my clothes were pulled off, and he was straddling me, naked. He was also forcefully french kissing me. I screamed as loud as I could. Then, because I was so shocked, I was frozen, like a deer caught in the headlights. My friend came in when he heard the scream, but since my mouth was being attacked, it sounded like I had moaned!
Next thing you know, my friend was punching me as hard as he could, and I tried to defend myself, nakedly. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared and said you're moving with your auntie and uncle to Bel-Air. I begged and pleaded with her, day after day but she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way. She gave me a kissin' and she gave me a ticket. I put on my walkman and said "I might as well kick it"
First class, yo this is bad! Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass! Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like? Hhhhhhhmmmmm, this might be alright! I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said "fresh" and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I could say this cab was rare, I thought "nah forget it" "Yo homes to Bel-Air"
I pulled up to a house about 7 or 8 and I yelled to the cabbie yo homes smell ya later. Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air!
So what should I do?
I woke up once more that night. This time, the sleeping bag was open, my clothes were pulled off, and he was straddling me, naked. He was also forcefully french kissing me. I screamed as loud as I could. Then, because I was so shocked, I was frozen, like a deer caught in the headlights. My friend came in when he heard the scream, but since my mouth was being attacked, it sounded like I had moaned!
Next thing you know, my friend was punching me as hard as he could, and I tried to defend myself, nakedly. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared and said you're moving with your auntie and uncle to Bel-Air. I begged and pleaded with her, day after day but she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way. She gave me a kissin' and she gave me a ticket. I put on my walkman and said "I might as well kick it"
First class, yo this is bad! Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass! Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like? Hhhhhhhmmmmm, this might be alright! I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said "fresh" and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I could say this cab was rare, I thought "nah forget it" "Yo homes to Bel-Air"
I pulled up to a house about 7 or 8 and I yelled to the cabbie yo homes smell ya later. Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air!
So what should I do?