oh noes! I thought we were writing our own things here. crap. guess I read too many westerns...

Grinning she drags him behind a dumpster where she proceeds to.........
slam him against the cold brick wall. "Did you think you were going to get away with this, you scumbag?" she snarled, shoving him forcefully, almost lifting him from the ground.

"But, but I don't even know who you are, lady!" the man stammered, genuine fear in his eyes. He wasn't the biggest guy around, but he went to the gym enough to know that he was far too big for this beautiful woman to be throwing around.

"No, you wouldn't, would you? I suppose I should expect that from somebody who uses women and leaves them behind like you do! Well maybe now, you can find out what its like to be used for sex." She let go of his shirt, allowing him to slide back to the ground. "Get your clothes off, mister. And be quick about it."

Clearly intimidated, and still not knowing who she was, he started unbuttoning his shirt. She certainly is gorgeous...I can't believe I would have let her go! But why don't I remember her? he thought to himself as he racked his brain for some clue. His shirt fluttered to the ground, and a smile crosser her face. She leaned over and