Supernatural Tendencies

Blurred Lines

Hailey Burnham 

The strobe lights danced across my body and the mega bass they call music blasted into my ears. My body moved to the beat in sexy sways, my eyesight had blurred and my balance has shifted. I'm six beers in with two chasers. Damn, my throat was burning and I don't think it was just alcohol either. I've been down on my knees so much tonight I think they're bruised. My girls have been stalking the bartenders trying to hook up. little hookers I swear. Especially ms. Ambers, that w***e. My brain is beyond fuzzy and i've started to black out. I feel myself being dragged someplace by a strong hand but am too drunk to care. Dress is shorter than my IQ at this point. Suddenly the mystery person and I stop in front of a door. I look up at the stranger but my vision isn't clear enough to make out any decent features. The figure was tall, clearly male but I couldn't make anything else out.  

   The door is pushed open and I feel the his hands roaming my body as his lips meet my neck trailing down with deep sloppy kisses. Soon I feel a cushy mattress below me and a significant bit of weight on top of me. He grinds on me making my dress ride up showing off my panties. the alcohol crashes on me all at once and I barely see. My moans rush from me as something is entered inside me. No clue if it was fingers tongue or my virginity being taken, but by the time it was going in and out of me, my moans died off as I blacked out. He had used me all night as another tight hole for his pleasures. anything after that is a blurr. I have no memory passed that point. 

All noise, light or feeling dies off into still motion and silence. I don't have any idea of what happened that night. I don't think I wanna know, but at last, I will once morning comes. 

pain will take over the numbness of my party night. 

sleep over takes me and I go into black out mode. 

last time I drink like that, that's for sure.