From the past life of an erotica writer
What could have happened?
When I was at school, I got cornered in an alleyway between some classrooms by four girls I knew.
As an 11-year old boy, my only thought was the quickest route to safety.
Not a month goes by when I don't think of that day. I never knew what they had in mind.
I was going to use the incident as the basis for a story, but nobody bought my other erotica story, so I dropped the idea.