a beating for a smoke

It was around 11 pm when I craved a cigarette. None was to be had in the house so I grabbed my coat and head out by the back door to the lane behind my house. It was a shortcut of sorts and in Verdun no one ever got mugged in the seventies. It was March the lane was sloppy with slush and snow but the time saved for me was worth it.

My timing was poor I would find out as I entered the store I bumped into a girl she mutter some thing about saying I was sorry I paid no mind to her. As soon as I was out I lit one up and took my time strolling back to the lane. Almost as soon as I entered I was tackled to the ground. Dazed I could feel several people on me but I was really dizzy from the tackle. I felt my jacket being pulled over my head, My boots were yanked off then came my pants and underwear. I was pushed up into a kneeling position and was kicked right in the testicles. I dropped right back onto the ground. I lay there for a second as they rummaged through my clothes. Luckily I had taken only five bucks with me as they lit some of my cigarettes I thought this was my chance to get up and run. The kick still had it’s affect while I got up my run was like a drunk trying to walk. They ran beside me taunting me then pushed me down once again this time right into a large slush puddle. I was pulled up and held and looked right into the eyes of one of my attackers the girl from the store. All she said was now you will be sorry. Another one of my attackers had retrieved my clothes just before she through them into the puddle pulled out my belt from my pants. She then proceeded to whip my ass. As soon as my movement cause them to loose grip on me another kick was delivered to my testicle dropping me to my knees. Held on my knees they whipped my ass and back with the belt. They dragger their cigarettes across my ass and threatened to burn my testicles. They filled mu boots up with slush then stuffed a cigarette in-between my ass cheeks and let it burn down till it started to burn my rectal hairs. Then they threw me into the slush puddle finishing it off with a snow job. I lay there for a long time then struggled to my feet and gathered my clothes and went home.

When I went to school I looked for the girl but did not see her. However when I got to my locker I saw my cigarette package with a note “See you soon”!