sodiumbisulfite

                                                                                       MR SPRINKLES & TRITTER

Lucas Douglas let out a yell as the side of his face met the front of his ice cream truck. He placed both of his hands on the metal bumper and pushed as hard as he could in an attempt to stand back up, but a sudden weight against his back held him in place.

"Hey, what the hell man? I wasn't even doing anything wrong!"

Tritter kept one hand on the back of Mr Sprinkles' head and lowered his other hand to his belt. "Your word against mine." He snapped his gum, and Lucas heard the sound of a zipper. "Who do you think they're going to believe?"

Lucas felt tears stream down his face. "I'm pretty sure that anal rape is against the law."

Tritter smirked and grunted, as he thrust himself in deeper. "I am the law."