Music to My Rear

Author: AccentuateNegative

Date: March 2, 2009

It started out consentual...I just wanted to have a good time.
Don't blame yourself. You're the victim here.
The next thing I knew, I was bent over with two fists forced up my ass and I had to hand over $10 to get them out.
Ten bucks, you say?
It was called...a convenience charge.
TICKETMASTER!