I left the club, it was about 2o’clock am. It had just stop raining and the streets black top was slick like Ice. I felt the coldness of the air wisk around my legs, so I ran to the car. Just as I reached my car I saw a tall thin build man, walking towards me. He stops and I felt my knees shake with fear.

Lord not tonight; push him along so I can get in my car. I started to put the key in the door, he got closer to me, “can I help you?” “No I am ok, do you know where someone could get a cup of coffee this hour?” I felt a little at ease, as he got closer that last for about a hot second. He had dark black hair, an overbite and a crooked smile. Ok Lisa nothing can be great about this guy. He seem like a serial killer on drugs. Well I better answer him for he gets agitated.

” Yes there is one 2 blocks down the street.”
“Thanks, would you like to join me?”

This is a ploy to get me in my car and have me drive to some remote place.

” No thank you have a good day.”

I got in my car lock all the….