“Hey, doll, how would’ya like to ride in this car, outside from the rain?” Dally’s voice cut through your thoughts as you walked down the sidewalk, the rain dripping on your body through your umbrella.

You were a Soc, you knew it was bad territory, your boyfriend was drinking and you had to get out before he got violent. You had seen him around, trying to pick you up.

He was driving his car beside you. He wore a tight black t-shirt and sweatpants, they strained against his crotch.