The Dutch Student

Carla from Amsterdam had few possessions. After he bumped into her on the walk and seeing her sparkly ‘happy nineteenth’ bag, he wished her a late happy birthday. She asked where the nearest chip shop was. After all her things were in, it was easy to walk her right into the garage adjoining the flats. She yelped in shock when he clicked the cuffs on her wrists. She soon fell listless as if this was just her latest piece of bad luck. He stood next to her and ran his hands over her soft body. He felt her gently convulse as she began to weep. Vreugde, indeed.