This Isn't What She Wanted

She did not want it to be this way,
Sex in the back seat of his fathers car.
It's not what she hoped for,
Feeling like nothing more than a whore.
She only wanted his embrace,
When lips collided for a taste,
Hands soon joined in,
It was the begining of the end.
Their plans changed, as hormones raged.
She gave in never wanting this to end.
The next day when her moves brought pain,
She knew everyone could see her Scarlet A.