“A Friend Raped Me.”
Kim was a regular customer of mine. When I saw her after an absence of 2 months, she looked and seemed different. The story she told me, still disturbs me to this day.
This story is part of a series of true stories based on my interactions with people working as a retailer.
Consider reading my previous story to get a little background on these stories.
Kim
Every Wednesday, she showed up at the store wearing her biker leather jacket and jeans.
Kim reminded me of Rhonda Rousey, but with glasses and dark, loose hair.
She was around 6 feet tall and well built. I often saw her riding her Harley Davidson chopper around town. Let’s call her Kim.
Kim reminded me of Rhonda Rousey, but with glasses and dark, loose hair.
I never really spoke to her except for the customary — How are you, Have a good day, but when you see someone regularly for a prolonged period, you feel like you know the person.
Kim suddenly went missing for about 2 months. It hardly crossed my mind until the next time I saw her.
