Roger's Diary-> August 13th, 1993
I can't believe it, she actually said I can come, I'm so happy, I should try talking to her. oh yeah she obviously wants me to talk to her or maybe more, ha, sounds like a plan. When I get her alone she wont just call me a freak.
Roger's P.O.V
Tomorrow is Lucy's party I have to do fore play for her to be extra excited tomorrow. I took my pills got ready and left for school. As soon as I pull up I see Lucy, She's got brown hair and hazel eyes her body is to die for, her lips will make you feel to kiss them she looks like a model that I've seen in magazines.
I hopped out of my car and started yelling her name "Hey, Lucy!" as she looked to my direction and noticed me she bolted.
She must have been late for a class, simultaneously Stacy yells for me "Roger!" I looked in every direction but her's even though you couldn't miss someone in all white and black combat boots.
She comes up to me and tip toes to hug me. I grabbed her ass and said come on we have Literature. I could see her face turning red and i gave her a I'm gonna choke the fuck out of you look.
Class went by faster than I expected, I was tired from the thoughts I was fighting not to have about the literature teacher she was sexy and looked around the age of twenty-eight.
When class was over she surprisingly called me back. "Roger, please see me after class." Stacy gave her a nasty look and tried to kiss my cheek but I stopped her in her tracks and gave her a hug, a friendly one, pats on the back and shit.
"Yes Miss Wikit?" I said while sitting at the edge of her desk, she looked at me with caution "Are you... Emotionally unstable?" My eyes widened "Excuse me?" I almost shouted what bull shit why would she think that.
She walked over to the door and closed it, while walking back she said to me "The poems and... and stories you write they say such horrible things, is something wrong at home?" and she holds my face with the last few words.
With every word she said I just got more and more furious. I grabbed her hands and with one swift move I had her bending over her own desk, I caressed her cheek that was not pressing against the desk top and smelled her hair she started gasping and begging for me to stop she began to say she was sorry and didn't mean to offend me but I've wanted to lay my hands on her since I got in her class. I came to her ear and let a hardy laugh out making her flinch.
She wore a fitted skirt and a red top, I slowly lifted her skirt and saw her black lace pantie I slid them off and her ass was so round and perfect I slapped a cheek making it jiggle, I kept slapping it until it turned red.... "Roger are you listening?" she said as she tilted her head.
I snapped out of it and answered, "What?" she released my face from her feminine hands and said "You can leave Roger."
The day was long and boring, the only thing that was on my mind was Lucy's party. She is going to fall in love with me, I just know it nothing is gonna ruin that.
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A Sick Mother Bares A Sick Child.
Ficción General"I was always a good kid mayne, well behaved and everything." those were the words of Roger Ginger on his trial four years ago today. But he was selling lies, in reality he suffered from sadistic personality disorder and bipolar disorder, his sick...
