She got off stage when she was finished and he cheered louder than everyone else in the bar combined. She told him she needed a smoke so they went out...side. She lit up and leaned against the building; Daren leaned against the wall next to her and whispered in her ear.“Do you remember telling me about your fantasy?”“Yes, I do remember” she replied.“Would you like to make that fantasy a reality?” He questioned.She thought about it, she wasn’t sure which fantasy he was referring to. She told him. Many people chatted with me but I didn't let on that I was free. I waited till I thought I had what I was seeking. That came in the form of Jack from a nearby city. We’d chatted a few times and he’s a beefy guy — and, I believed, with a huge cock to match. I was chatting with something like sixteen people but he was the only one not being a pig or talking about sex. That was kind of nice. I told him I intended going to the gym later but had no other plans. He asked if I'd like to go for a ride. “If I should die before I wake...” As she said these words, a shiver passed through Jenny’s young body as it often did. Images of her dead body, strangled with blue-black bruises on her white throat; or slashed and bloody, her mouth parted in a wordless cry of terror, her bright blue eyes staring sightlessly. As her body reacted to her mind’s morbid imaginings, another set of eyes watched her.“I pray the Lord my soul to take.” These eyes were outside Jenny’s bedroom window, and they belonged to. I brushed my teeth and brushed my hair which was pretty long and seriously light after the hot summer, like white gold sort of. I took my time and Dana was getting more and more hyper by the minute."Jen! Hurry up! Jenny!" she was yelling for me and her parents were yelling at her and it was all stupid.Then I wondered if maybe the guy hadn't run away, or maybe worse. Would a boy kill himself just because he got caught feeling up a sleeping girl? I wouldn't think so normally, but Ron wasn't.