Lila let out a cry as the stranger dug fingers into her soft tender breast. It was easy for him to bend her, she'd realized there was no where to go. She might be fast, but he was faster and bigger.<br/><br/>The girl nodded, lips trembling and silent tears making their way down her pale cheeks. The barrell of the gun against her temple had her small frame trembling. She nodded when asked if she understood. Lila could imagine the impact a punch from him would cause and she didn't fancy and bruises.<br/><br/>As he stood, she stood, the shove had her stumbling, but Lila was quick to right herself. The small of her back hit the barre causing discomfort. She glanced at the door longingly just as the cold steel touched her lips.<br/><br/>She was hesitant to part her lips, her eyes roamed up his body, ot with any hint of desire, but in calculation. Would there be a weak spot to the man? Perhaps if she were to kick out one of her dancers legs and hit the target that was a weak point to all men...How quick would the lead of a bullet pierce her flesh then?<br/><br/>Her mouth opened and her eyes closed. Silently she prayed to wake up. Knowing it wasn't but hoping it was...Just a dream.