My mother went up to the clerk at the counter to inquire about the record and I went over to browse through the racks
“Anna, is this the one you want? Xxx hot Was I dreaming. Two small windows
high up on one wall let in a little fresh air but were to far up to see in or out of. He was laughing hysterically now as he started to press the weight of his body upon me. One night that tingly feeing turned into a real itch. “How are you feeling, honey? “I don’t think there’s anything wrong with you… I
think he hurt me in side,” I cried. And, in a final rush, I’m swept over the edge as the song comes to an end.
