Jenna was sitting in the floor of a room. there was nothing there, except one door (which was locked). She looked down at her see through skirt to her vagina. Suddenly the door opened and in came a boy just older than her.
"Fuck him! He is so fucking annoying!"and fuck this and fuck that.
Jenna was scared. . . she asked "why do u keep saying the f-word?"
the boy turned to her and got down on his knees and hands like a tiger or something.
"Fuck" he said coming closer to her. Jenna moved back but the boy kept coming saying "fuck"
Jenna ran to the corner of the room. the boy came after but standing and his eyes and face got softer. He sat down next to her.
he put his hand under chin and made her look at him. Then he said, " Dont' worry about me. I mean no harm" Then when there was nothing left to say.