She stood, straddling her bike, waiting."Nice tits" said Wolf casually. His hot eyes crawled all over her body.Chrissy colored. She didn't say anythin...g. She couldn't think of a single thing to say. This boy didn't make her feel special when he stared at her that way. Instead, he made her skin feel itchy, like it was trying to crawl off her body and hide."What do you want?" she said.Wolf continued to stare at her. "Where are you going, Little Red Riding Pants?" he asked."I'm going to my Gram's,. .. hello who's there?" Eh, forget about it... you might know me as The Blue Loop Jew, Willie the Knee Wilson, or Mac O'Rooney. You might have even heard of me as Tomato King Junior. You might know me from the one night, and one night only I was called Stephanie of The Strawberry Flavored Titties. Today, here, on this oh-Kah-sion, call me Sinbad." err... Sinbad, you mind turning on the lights, it is so dark in here." Ain't dark in here boygirl. You be blind. But that's fixable." What do you mean. She was trembling slightly. No one would be able to see it, but I could feel the tremors in her as I held that one finger beneath her chin.There were no words. She looked up at me, her emotions raw and her soul bared to me in her eyes. I gazed down at her and poured my strength into those eyes, quenching the despair and replacing it with promise. I moved my finger and slipped my hand to her neck, leaving my thumb under her chin, tilting her head back as my fingers held her throat. She moaned. I sent them all a message telling them what I wanted and one replied telling me what he wanted to do to me and this is what it read.Dear Grandson this is what I want to do to you:I come to yours and knock on the door and you answer in your sisters clothes thinking I am someone else and once I am in I order you to take me to the bedroom so I can punnish you and as you do I smack your arse as you walk in front of me. once in the bedroom I stand in front of you and order you to remove all my.