“Uhhh….” 

    It’s the sound she makes every time it goes in. It feels like nothing else she’s ever felt. When she started doing it at 17, she had no idea it would be this way. Everyone always says your first time isn’t the greatest. That there’s blood. And pain. But not hers. Her first time was spectacular. And it made her only want it more.
    Her muscles tighten, and her toes curl as it thrusts into her.
    “Uhhh…”
    Her thin pale body writhes with the pleasure and she arches her back and throws her head back. Her heart starts beating faster and her breath comes more quickly. It’s like Heaven, this feeling.  
    Oh if her father could see her now.  What would any father say if he caught his daughter in the act? Would he try to stop it? Would he leave?
    She’s done it in so many places…her room, bathrooms, clubs, friends’ houses, even a church once late at night. No one saw her, no one knew. It was a thrill.
    “Uhhh…”
    It felt good up to now, but in a moment, the waves of bliss will overtake her, and she will tense up, and then become limp. Clouds forming in her head, she will be unable to think. She can feel every drop of blood pumping through her veins, being pushed out of her heart.
    “Ahhh….”
    She sighs, satisfied, knowing that another rush like this is hours away.
    But that’s the trouble with heroin. It never lasts…