Well, she wasn’t too far off. She ruled at every party, had her pick of men to date, and normally wouldn’t even deign to glance at a nerd like him... ... but there she was, making eye contact and walking straight toward him. Like he was ... like he was a person or something.“H-h-h ... hi?” he stammered, but she just smiled in response, like she found his nervousness cute.“Hey!”A few minutes later, they were tumbling into an empty classroom. She’d asked if he could “drill her” on what they’d been. .. “Come with me, Jerry. You’re my guest, and we have company coming, that we need to entertain.”She and Sherry had just gotten their long-tail pullover shirts on to cover their sexy asses when the Limo stopped in the driveway.As soon as Mr. Roy Aycock stepped out of the rear door and put his cowboy hat on, I recognized him.The others I had never seen before, but when the young woman about Sandy’s age stepped out, I remembered them telling me that Mr. Aycock’s granddaughter would be. I saw red marks on her back, I touched her back to see what it is. My sister gasped in pain and she was about to wear her jacket. I stopped her from doing that and asked her, “What is it? Why the red marks all over your back?” She replied, “My husband had beaten me a day before.”This insanity of her hubby made me really angry. He had beaten my sister like an animal. I told my sister that the first thing we do in the morning is going to him and also said I’ll look after that insane bastard. My. “Hunting?” Is she an undercover cop or something. She probably thinks I’m waiting for a dealer, like I’m a fucking junkie or something.“Mmm hmm, I don’t usually go out hunting but I met someone online and I… I don’t know how to say it but they just… stole my heart. I kind of see a bit of myself in them y’know. I begged and begged to be the one to come and get them. I want them all to myself for along as I can have them.”This girl is either a cop, a serial killer or just maybe plain fucking.