Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Just One Drink; 4

"So, what did you..." Violet started, before she was immediately interrupted.

"Don't worry about that just yet Violet. You've had a long day. Eat now and then we'll talk after."

She didn't have to be told twice and wolfed down two slices before she even started to slow down. She wasn't hungry - she was famished. It wasn't until halfway through the third slice as the urgency faded, she slowed down and started to look suspiciously at her guest. "So, what is it you think you know," she asked warily, "and why do you think I'd care, or that anyone would believe you?"

James regarded her for a second, his eyes unreadable, before he started speaking. "You probably don't remember this, but I helped you get home last night, me and my roommate, actually. You were pretty wasted, and well, let's just say that after we got you here safe, I left and went home alone."

"But your roommate stayed? And you let him do this to me?" tears started to well up in her eyes, "How could you? You had to know what would happen."

"Of course, I knew," he countered, "I told him to go home... You gave a more mixed message, and he decided to listen to you and stay a while. That's hardly my fault, is it?" "You're saying I..." Violet felt the sadness turning to rage inside her. "I would never..."

"Shh, calm down Violet. Calm down. I agree. You never would. Not sober anyway." her guest reassured her, "but you were wasted last night, so there's no telling what happened."

"I wouldn't," she whispered, pleadingly, less sure now that her righteousness faded.

"And I believe you, but that's not what I heard from him when he got back to the room this morning. Lucky for you, I was worried something like this might happen, so I left my gopro on your bookshelf to keep an eye on you."

to show her, he'd put it away already. "What kind of weirdo would... Why would you..."

you're done eating," James said, casually leaning back while he

all. Once out though, she could see the main part of her dorm room that doubled as a living room and bedroom, and after a quick adjustment of angle, she had a pretty good view of the whole space." "Listen," she could hear James's voice from the TV. "I know she said we could stay the night here if we wanted, but she's pretty wasted man. She might be into it tonight, but tomorrow she might be telling a different story. No pussy

anything that happens tonight, it's not

her part only turned her glassy eyes towards them, and the camera.

to know you better, do you?" The stranger said, repeated the unasked question earlier for the poor drugged girl. "No," she said sleepily as she started to lay back

friend. "Aww, man - where are you going? Come on. Let's double team this slut." he

this

of last night's dress." Here it was. This was the moment when she expected to hear herself tell this creep no. To tell him that she didn't

molester asked, "Do you want to feel even better? I know just how

with shame, powerless to stop any of it. This wasn't what happened, she was sure - there was no way that

she only flinched a little bit. "He said that

verge of breaking down again, when James swept

Earlier she'd thought she let out all of her pain and shame, but she was surprised to find that bottomless reservoir of hurt had refilled while she ate. "Now you have all the evidence you need, but even that's going to

do you mean," Violet asked, confused, "Why wouldn't I just give

all those details are going to come out sooner or later. Then everyone will know how much you enjoyed it. Everyone will know what a little rape slut you