Her.

This was actually a dream I had one night.

She was in her bathroom, innocently washing out her dyed black hair in the sink. She savors the feeling of her hair under the water; so silky and smooth. Her green eyes flash to the bathroom door when it opens slowly, revealing a foot clad in a dark brown leather boot. It opens slowly, and a man enters. He has the most trusting blue eyes you could ever see, wildly curly dark brown hair, and olive skin. He reminds her of a lumberjack. His hands grab her tan arm in a vice grip, causing her to scream. He starts hungrily kissing her all over. She is disgusted, she doesn't know this stranger. He begins to pull his pants down when she brings a sharp knee up to his groin. He yells and falls as she runs away, to hide behind her bed.

When I open my eyes, my pulse is racing and I realize that it is only a dream.