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That Day At The River

It was a fine sunny day.
i was fishing down at the river.
with a good friend.
a group of guy came by.
one in particulay caught  my eye.

i decided id go for a swim.
hed followed me in.
he came over and said hi.
he started touching me.
in innapropriate placs.
i asked him to stop yet he didnt..
i didnt know who he was.
he continued tuching me.

he then dragged me off to the bushes.
he took off my swimmers.
and pulled out his cock.
he took my innosence away from me.
he slid his cock in.
i screamed for help..
he got his shirt and covered my mouth.
he finally stopped,
i was crying.

did this actually happen to me.
that fuck faced bastard raped me..
i feel so disgusting.
i feel naughty.
i put my swimmers bck on.
jump in the water.
make sure my face is fine.
then i leave with my mate.

ive never been back to the river.
i never called the police..
im asked by friends,
to go to the river.
i just shake my head and say sorry am busy...
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