As soon as I made my way outside and tried to hail a taxi, I felt someone standing very close. I turned to see Phillip in a jacket with his hand up trying to hail a taxi right by my side. He smiled sheepishly, and for some reason, it made me smile back.
“What? You didn’t think I’d let you go after you just told me you’re a virgin? There are like three of you left in New York and I’m not about to let you walk away. I’ve never been with a virgin, so you’re as close to the Holy Grail as I’m ever gonna get.” We both cracked up as a yellow cab pulled up to us. “My place or yours?” he asked, which made me laugh even harder at how absurd this whole interaction was.
“Phillip, I’m not sleeping with you. We met like three seconds ago.”
He opened the taxi door to let me in and got in right behind me. “I promise, I won’t let you sleep. You may eventually pass out, but as God as my fucking witness, you won’t be sleeping once I get my hands on you and your untouched pussy.” He closed the cab door behind him and called out an address that was also on the Upper East Side a few avenues away from my house.
“Phillip, I’m not going back to your place. I don’t know who the fuck you are for fuck’s sake. Can you please stop the car? God, is this how it is for you? Do girls just sleep with you after five minutes?” I became mad and somewhat disgusted. This sounded like one of my made-up adventures, but I had no intention of living this out, even if this guy was hot.
“Well, yeah. I usually don’t even need to try this hard. I usually take a few girls at a time, if you really want to know. You should actually feel very lucky that I walked out of the club and I’m in a car driving you to my place. That never fucking happens. You must be a unicorn.”
I was shocked and as I stole a glace to the front mirror, I saw the look on the cab driver’s face that mirrored my own—shock and disgust.
“Phillip, stop talking, I’ve had enough. Sir, can you please stop the car?” I politely asked the driver, who immediately began to brake to pull over.
“Keep driving, buddy, we’re good,” Phillip, the asshole who apparently fucks lots of girls, said back to the driver. “Sara, relax. I know you want this, let me make your first time good. Don’t you want to fuck someone who knows what they’re doing with their dick?” He continued talking. “Have you ever had an orgasm? If you’re a good girl I’ll make you come repeatedly and I’ll teach you how to squirt. Trust me, baby, you’ll be so happy we met. I normally don’t do this kind of shit, but I’m really hard for you. I’ll teach you everything, let’s just have fun. This doesn’t have to be more than a good night.”
Phillip was the devil, the wolf, and the corrupter that every parent warns their daughters about, and The Sara would have done everything he’d just proposed. She would already be on her knees sucking him off. She would sit in his lap and dry hump him and let him suck her boobs in the backseat of a dirty taxi. But The Sara wasn’t really me; I was just Sara and I shook with fear and didn’t know how to get home without getting raped. I wanted nothing to do with him. I just wanted Jeff, even if he wasn’t real.
“Phillip, I’m not ready for this. I’m eighteen but I’m still in high school. Can you just let me off? You’re making me really scared.” I couldn’t pretend to be cool anymore and tears had begun to run down my face. I’d hoped he would finally see that he had the wrong girl and let me go. But my reaction had the wrong effect on him, because he got closer to me and pulled me into him.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you or make you cry. I just wanted to make you happy tonight. I don’t need to force anybody, I have plenty of girls, you just seemed different. I just wanted to be with you tonight, but if you’re not into me, that’s cool.” He stroked my hair and