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As she walks down the darkened street, the wind whipping against her face, causing a stinging sensation in her cheeks, her eyes watering. She shakes her head, her hood almost falling down. She catches it. She heaves a heavy sigh, filled with doubt, despair and sadness.
She was alone, in the middle of the night, walking down a street she’s never been on before. She wasn’t scared. Why? She just didn’t care anymore.
It was gone, her zest, zeal, fervour, spice for life. It was all gone, stolen from her.
She walks down the silent dark street; shoulders hunched trying to protect her back from the cold wind.

She stops momentarily to look through the front window of a beautiful two storey home. She can see the family that lives within. The father smiles at the kids as they gather around the table, the mom and son helping bring out the lovely dinner and setting it on the table while the father and daughter talk, laughing and smiling.
Her belly reminds her that she needs to eat, that it’s been a few days since she’s had a good meal. She sighs because even when she did eat it had been macaroni and cheese out of a box.
Tears roll down her face as she turns and starts walking again, where too? She has no idea. She wants to keep walking until she can’t walk anymore, it’ll take all the pain away. At least that’s what she keeps trying to convince herself. She puts the hood of her thin black jacket up over top the hood of the black zip up sweater she’s wearing, trying in vain to keep the cold out. She continues walking, she doesn’t even watch for traffic. She’s just lost the will to care.

After hours of walking and hearing nothing but her own sneakers on the pavement she looks up for but a moment and sees a park in front of her. She shrugs as if answering an unasked question and heads into the park.
She enters the park not looking around much. She sighs, thankful to be in the darkness of the park and away from the streetlights. Walking right past the sign that says no patrons after 8pm she goes into the park and sits down on the first bench she finds.
The cold seeps through her jeans as she sits on the cold bench. She starts to sigh and it ends in a sob, shaking her shoulders.
She shakes her head as if she hadn’t given herself permission to cry and immediately and angrily wipes at her face with the backs of her hands and takes a deep breath and stands up. When she stands up she takes a look around the park, and now that her eyes have adjusted to the dark of the park she notices that this is the park that they came to when they were together. She gasps as if not realizing that’s where she ended up. She looks around again in almost a panicked state, searching for a way out maybe. Searching for a way to get away from the memories rushing into her mind, She seems almost frantic, her breathing quickening. It feels as if her chest is going to explode her heart is racing so fast. She can’t breathe it feels like the world is collapsing in on her.
She looks down a ways and sees the tree, the tree that big old oak tree. She can’t stop it, it was too fast, she tries to shut her eyes, squeezing them tight trying to block out the memory but it’s too late, all closing her eyes did was make the memory easier to see.

A couple in a passionate kiss, he’s backing her towards an old oak tree. He’s pulling her clothes off as fast as she can undo and pull his off. They stop the frantic kissing only long enough to slip each others shirts and jackets off. They claw at each others pant enclosures trying to undo the jeans they wear without looking down at the buttons or zippers. The heat between them is beyond anything either of them has ever felt before. The only thing on their mind is to be inside each other as quickly as possible. The panting and moans are the only things they hear between the ‘oh gods’ and ‘oh yes’ they can’t seem to stop touching each other. No thoughts of where they are or who may see them. He’s pressed her flat up against the tree, bark scraping up her back. She doesn’t even seem to notice any. He suckles at her breasts as his hand goes between her legs, feeling the wetness that has started trailing down her thighs. She moans as he inserts his two fingers into her wet pussy. Her eyes widen at the feeling of him opening up her pussy with his fingers and moans out how good it feels. She’s pushing his head into her breasts as he pumps his fingers in and out of her juicy cunt. After but a few minutes of him kissing her all over her torso while finger fucking her against the tree, her entire body tenses and she lets out a low guttural moan signalling to him with his wet hand that she is in the midst of an orgasm. He gets a wicked grin on his face pulls his hand from her cunt and grabbing her by the shoulder he spins her around and without any warning slams his hardened dick right into her pussy while she’s still moaning from her orgasm.
She tries to scream but can’t, he’s twisted her upper half towards him more and has thrust his tongue in her mouth with another frantic kiss. He thrusts in and out of her as if he’s trying to rip her in half. She feels like she’s about to lose her mind, her orgasm heightened by now being fucked has kept her in a state of orgasm, cumming and cumming until she can’t see straight. She’s calling on every god she can hoarsely pant out as he fucks her hard. Just then he grabs a fist full of her hair with one hand and slips his other hand around her waist and holds her in place. Holding her steady with the hand on her stomach and pulling back with the fist full of her hair he slams his cock even harder into her, grunting and moaning all the while about how he’s going to fuck her so hard and how good she feels on his cock.
She can’t answer, words won’t come to her all she manages to get out are some guttural grunts and moans and what sounds like fuck me harder. As if he had been spurred in the side by the remark he nearly loses himself inside her. Fucking her with everything he is, lost in the thoughts of ecstasy they both feel, faces contort and sweat drips. He starts to pant faster and his groans become more urgent, knowing what this means she starts to hoarsely pant faster and encourages him to cum in her pussy. He squeezes her mid section and rips her head backwards as his final thrusts slam him against her ass, as he shoots off his stream of cum inside her soft wet cunt. They collapse onto the green grass at the bottom of the tree laughing and panting.

She cries out, her eyes still shut, she cries out as if someone has just stabbed her with a sharp instrument in the heart. Her eyes fly open; she looks around scared, wide eyed, and full of sorrow. She stumbles a bit as she tries to get out of the park. Instead of turning around and going back the way she came in she decides to run through to the other side of the park giving her time to try to compose herself before leaving through the other entrance. When she gets to the entrance she stops to take a breath, wiping away any tears that may have still been clinging to her cheeks. She steps through the gate into a parking lot, still trying to shake the image out of her head of them against the tree. Her heart hurts so much, she wants to cry but can’t she won’t let herself.
Walking again she never looks back at the park she just came out of. She tries to shake off the feeling of someone watching her from the park.