Mask Off
The man took a scissor from the table near her.
“No, please, no...” she screamed as the blade came in contact with her shirt. The tears flooded her eyes, almost blinding her with the salty transparent liquid. “Please, please don't do this, please, ” she pleaded within sobs and a running nose. His face remained passive, without sharing anything, except for his eyes filled with lust. She had seen men look at her that way, but never this close.
He began to rip her skirt off, and then her bra. “Please, please, I won't tell anyone, ” she said faintly.
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