“Sexy gyal,” she heard someone cat call from behind her. She quickened her steps immediately trying not to look back.
“Sexy girl, I’m just tryna get to know ya,” she heard the man’s voice again. Lisa started running and could hear him running behind her. Next thing she knew, his rough palm grabbed her by her elbow pulling her back. She fell down to the floor, now she was facing the man. He had on dirty rags, and reeked of weed and alcohol. Lisa felt the horror envelop her and a deep memory opened up. She started crying as she kept pushing herself back.
“Please,” she begged. “I don’t have anything, please, take my phone, take my shoes. They cost that much, you can get millions from them.” She begged but he gave her a wicked laugh squatting down in front of her.
“Pretty lady, it’s you I
