violator

By rad rudy rapscallion Published at March 13, 2010 Views 22

So, last night, I felt violated. Angry. Invaded.
Because, last night, at 3.30 am, as I was sound asleep in my bed, a man crept up to my bedroom window, which was open just a crack, and whispered inside.
And when I looked out, he stood there, his pants sli

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