Her lips twisted into a sneer, her eyes widening at his threat as her head lulled heavily back onto the seat. For a moment, she choked on her own breath; just what was he capable of now? Was he going to rape her? And then her fear transformed into disgust and anger and adrenaline at the thought of him even trying to force himself on her.
"I'd like to see you try, you fucking sicko. I'll burn it right off," she spat.
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Date: 2009-11-07 06:11 pm (UTC)"I'd like to see you try, you fucking sicko. I'll burn it right off," she spat.