Against His Will

Imagine contrary to his will, waking up every morning, seeing the mirror, knowing that the reflection is just an illusion of my heart. When 18-year old Brian Clark's alarm clock beeps, preparation and snoring will be completed in the next one and a half hours. Regardless of school, work, rain or light, Brian always wants "impressive dress". His red tight fitted shirt, blue skinny jeans, black star shaped band, red color, and perfectly gelled hair can now be seen in public. As a daily life, Brian must "treat" by looking through the mirror and singing his will.

"He grabbed my right hand and pushed it from his sheet into his pubic area, my finger brushed his penis and firmly stuck to his genitals, my fingers rubbed his penis Put my hand firmly in his genitals area and speak with a very angry voice saying "There! "Once again he approached me, and he kissed me a big kiss At this point I was more afraid of his body, so I tried to get away from him again I grabbed the hole in my sleeveless sweater's arm under my right bra and tried to pull it out.I leave him a bit more pain and said firmly I quit as I quit.

The stroke overcame him. He ran from the wall to the wall, hit his head against the beam, hit his face on the ecstasy epilepsy pain, cried and asked God to save him. The telephone is ringing. It is my mother. Is my mother on the phone? "To date, I do not know what" phone "is and how it functions as a ringtone. But I will never forget the bark of his words, or the sound their orphans are crying. He ran away into the storm of brewing, and lightning began to light the mountain ridges. "The phone is ringing, is my mother on the phone?"

Wind is strangely blowing, or no one comes from the country, or talks in a cabin at the shore of a dark Scottish lake