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4 knocks to the door
Door opens air mattress on the floor
After a couple of minutes my babysitter heads to the store
Who's left is a little girl the babysitters daughter and i
Time goes great times starts to fly
But what happens in the next couple of hours may make you cry
10:15am just chilling watching tv
While the daughter makes us lunch so we can eat
I will never forget... dry ass chicken... mac and cheese... and peas
I hated vegetables so i mixed them up with the mac and cheese
Im to the left of the table
The little girl to the right of the table
And in front of me is this big sloppy mess in all angles
I'm trying to eat
While i feel this creep rub her crusty pigs across my feet
To young to understand so i just continue to eat
15 minutes passes now that chicken ran through me
Time to shit
Think its my time to relax while I'm on the toilet
I start to push my dick starts to feel funny
I look down i have a hard on... i laugh in disbelief as it continues to get funny
I look up the door bust open
Sloppy joe walks in looking with her legs spread open
I say get out
She says shut your mouth
She climbs on me surprise the toilet didn't cave in
She kissing me feeling on me
Rubbing on me
My dick getting hard was a understatement to this disbelief
She pulls me to the floor of the bathroom
Jumps all on me as all i feel is sweat... i cant stand bathrooms
I try to run but her heaviness is killing me
She makes the wrong move and i get free
I run... think i can get away
She was fast for a heavyweight so in the corner i had to stay
She grabs me
Pulls me to the air mattress and covers me
Til this day in Tyrese song Signs of making love... the cover screen
I hate it cause thats how it looked but just all black
Had me flipping turning... running... until i just laid on my back
It was nasty...
It was hairy...
It was smelly...
Just straight disgusting
After the torture i just had to lay there
Her mom runs in... i tried to tell but she didn't care...
I was raped... my childhood... i lived in fear
It can happen to anybody at anytime
Just sad mines have to come like a tape deck... all in rewind