This is a fictoinal story, written in three parts,
I will post them one at a time, kind of like a serial, and hope you enjoy the write, although the story is somewhat unpleasent.

Thank you all for reading.
Steve

She refused him sex and so he vowed,
That he would make her pay,
She had flirted with him all night long,
That’s how he saw it anyway.

To her it was just a party,
Where she had rebuffed a drunks advances,
The same as any girl would do
In similar circumstances.

She hadn’t known the fellow,
Though they had danced once or twice,
Before he’d started drinking,
And she still thought him nice.

But when he tried to grope her body,
She slapped him round the face.
It seemed the only way she had
To put him in his place.

Then when he became abusive
She told him where to go.
Thinking him a pervert,
And of course she told him so.

He’d retorted that he knew her kind
As no more than common trash
A girl who’d tease a man for fun,
Or sleep with him for cash.

Though in truth to those that knew her,
She was a clean cut family girl
Who lived alone but had a boyfriend,
Of whom she thought the world.

But the next day she received a flower box,
In which all the flowers were dead,
A rat was in the box with them,
And a greetings card that read

“you think you’re something special,
While I’m just the dirt you step upon,
But if you think this is over
I can promise you, you’re wrong”.

Then two weeks from that morning,
As she came out of her flat,
She saw a scratch across her car
And all her tyres were slashed.

Then on closer examination
Of the scratch across her door,
Showed it wasn’t just a scratch at all,
Someone had scratched out, “Whore”.

Of course she phoned the police and told them,
And they sent somebody round,
Who said they couldn’t really do much,
As no-one saw or heard a sound.

Then as the policemen drove away
She wondered if they cared,
Then across the road she noticed
Her tormentor standing there.

His hands were in his pockets,
A smile from ear to ear,
A sudden chill went through her,
A chill brought on by fear.

End of part one.

By S.E.Ralph

14-4-2017