"So where's Billy, anyway?" It was beginning to irk me that he hadn't tried to heal me yet. I may heal quickly, my back, jaw and throat probably alrea...y looked like old bruises, but this headache was horrible."It seems your Witch had been imbibing alcohol with a few of the youngsters," he told me and I groaned quietly. He knew Witches couldn't work magic while under the influence of anything and I knew that he couldn't hold his liquor worth shit, especially considering the strength of Were. " You lose on purpose? Are you a sissy? Are you a girl? Are you weak?You want to keep wearing your dress? You want to wear it to school?"Every question was answered, "No Sir," and a lash of the belt.Finally Dad slid his belt on. "We'll see if it happens again."Alone, Tony finally broke down in tears. Stupid Runt. Why didn't hejust take his lickings like a man? He earned that beating. Playingwith a stuffed animal like a baby, or a girl. Stupid runt.Scenario Two: The Perfect. I started my work out and couldn't help but stare at this woman. I am not one to stare at women in the gym because they just want to work out and not be bothered like everyone else and I respect that, it was just something about this woman that kept me mesmerized. After about 10 minutes she caught me red handed staring at her and gave me a smile, I smiled back and kept on with my work out. It wasn't too long till she stopped running and started her stretching right next to were I was working. I started slightly when I felt a finger tap on my shoulder. Turning, I saw a wicked grin and twinkling green eyes. He sure is cute, I thought to myself. After a few minutes of light flirting, he introduced himself as Jack and asked me if I wanted to help him plug the jukebox. Winking at Noelle, I gratefully accepted his hand and led him over to the machine where we haggled and teased, flirted and harassed each other over our music choices. Seeing the warmth in his eyes and the tilt of his head,.