Repulsion
The sound of a beer can cracking open. Stumbling feet heading towards me. Vodka stench coming closer as you try to kiss me. Growling of your voice as you try to convince me I'm the dissapointment. Those eyes peering with drunken lust.
All I can do is shudder. The hairs of my neck stand up, senses overloaded.
Not tonight, my love. Not tonight.