No one can hear us while we're in the back.
The music outside masks my euphoric moans and her drowsy complaints,
keeping the sounds of our encounter trapped safely in the back.
No one will come looking for her in the back.
She had decided to head home early according to the text her friends received.
They had no reason to suspect she was taking it in the back.
It was easy to bring her to the back.
All it took was faithful patience and an unguarded drink.
She couldn't protest as I dragged her to the back.
There is no escape in the back.
The drugs in her brain keep her more than sleepy enough to subdue.
She belongs to me in the back.
I can take my time tasting her in the back,
relishing the way her body shifts in discomfort as I lick it's crevices.
I love being alone with her in the back.
Her life ended in the back.
Tonight's memory shall tarnish her future endeavors, while enhancing mine.
We will always remember the way I raped her in the back ❤️