I felt his hands reached around my back, searching for the hook of my bra. I kicked violently, but Ray reached for the knife and held it to my throat. I gulpped in fear. What now? "I told you to be still!" He threw the knife across the room and kissed me voilently. His lips were cold and rough. The forced atraction was disgusting. His hands were rubbing up and down my body. I was helpless, so alone. I tried to protest, but Ray kept his lips pressed against mine.

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