She makes me nervous, all confident and proud of herself, and what we're about to do seems so wrong.
"Can you choke me?"
"No, I'm not into that!""
"Okay, then I'll find a man who can handle me!"
"I can choke you!"
We decide to meet at the gas station at 2am.
"Get in!"
"Your not going to kill me are you?" Nervous laughter
I don't answer.
What a foolish thing to say.
Though it has crossed my mind.
She's not scared, being in a stranger's car.
She's young, 12 years younger,...