This turned the guys on more. The struggling of the prey always excites the predator instinct Kelli was manhandled, shoved and pushed. Where some...of the guys might have felt some pity, they were now all getting excited. It was a group reaction. Kelli was grabbed and held. ?Fuckin Slut.? They shoved her around to one guy after another. ?White Trash.? ?Cunt? ?White Pussy.??I am not a slut.? ?You guys leave me alone.? ?I am just a kid.? ?You can’t do this!??Well little Baby face why. Among the pilgrims on the road to perdition were Tony Groves, Greg Rogers and myself; our destination Southport Pier, reputed to be the second longest in the UK. It is no wonder the pier had to be so long as on this stretch of coast the tide goes out for miles, and at low tide I reckon you could walk half way to the Emerald Isle, though of course you'd drown if you tried. Never mind, we hadn't come to see the sea way out of sight somewhere over the horizon but the young, available, and. . urge. Some sort of craving. And as he stared at the cigarettes, he knew what the craving was for. Gary hesitantly reached for the pack of cigarettes and pulled one out, holding it between his fingers like he'd seen his Mom do plenty of times. He stared at it for a moment before reaching for the lighter. "What's happening to me?" Gary asked, not feeling anywhere near as panicked as he would have expected. And with a faint frown, Gary put the white cigarette between his lips and lit the end. He. "Basically I hypnotize you, which puts you in a sort of dream state it closes off the conscious mind allowing me to communicate directly with your subconscious to find out what causes your anxiety then we can work on resolving the issue."“When will I start to feel better?”“Today”“Really?”“If it works, as soon as you come too, you will notice a change”“If?” “So, it might not work?”"I have helped many people with Anxiety over the 20 years” he explained “and although nothing is guaranteed, and it.