Hey mister, what are you doing!

I'm a little young for you yes?

Why are you cornering me?

How come your eyes are glinting strangely?

My back just hit the wall..

Should I be scared?

Why are your lips against mine?

You have rough lips for someone 43.

I'm scared now, I don't feel,

The clothes on my body anymore.

Why are YOU getting naked too?

Don't..please...don't. Step back.

Stop! Get me off your bed,

Away with yours hands on my upper thigh.

What is that thing poking up?

What are you going to do with that?

Mister, how come I'm in so much pain,

And you have me sitting on you?

Moving me like I'm riding a horse,

What is inside me? It’s so..big.

( Gods, it hurts so much! I want my mommy! )

Are you supposed to be moaning?

Sweating and shivering?

You just shot something in me,

It's warm and wet. Mister?

Can I go now? I don't understand.

Why are you smiling and telling me,

How good I was? What did we just do?

Why am I sent home now, so confused?

( It seems all to fair that it happens now,

Innocence is something that's easily stolen.)