"where are we going?"

"i didn't know you were a slutty hispanic
seven year old with a monkey as a fuck buddy..."
gap teased, walking backwards in front of me as she held my hands.

it felt nice.

"i'm serious, gap.
we're getting closer and closer to the woods;
how do i know you're not going to rape or murder me out here?"

and suddenly,
she was right in front of me,
her face inches away,

"trust me, baby.
it wouldn't be rape."

licking her lips,
she spun around and continued
leading the way, not a care in the world.

as i over-thought the way she called
me baby.