But I didn't.I couldn't answer why I did what I did. A leopard or tiger could never explain why he had to prowl, hunt, and kill. I ducked from the dim...y lit hallway into the humid blackness of the girl's locker room. The smell of perfumed shampoos mingled with the hot moist scent of recently used showers. I nervously felt along the damp concrete walls, my quivering fingers seeking a light-switch in the darkness, my anxious heart leaping against my ribcage.I blinked as cold, fluorescent light. I’d taken real care around my hole, in preparation for what was in store for me later that day, well, at least I hoped. See, for years I’d fantasised about it, and today I was determined to actually make it happen. It had become some-what of an obsession and I wanted it so bad. I was so excited, for today I was about to let a total stranger use me as his sex-toy, being totally submissive, letting him do whatever he wanted. My own dick already throbbed at just the thought of it. I’d lost count. I found one of those bait machines and the camera. The person was filming the baiting operation to see if any deer found his bait. That way he would not have to waste any time on a useless spot." Hugo said disgusted."That don't sound much like deer hunting does it?" I asked."No that's more like deer shooting. Those guys sit in the stand listening to Ipods, till a deer comes for his welfare meal, then they shoot at him," Hugo said. "By god they don't all get away with that shit in my district.". Waaaaaait. What? “I'm so sorry, I didn't quiet catch that. Could you run that by me one more time? I think I must have misheard you.” I said with a faintly confused smile. Surely I heard that wrong. The old lady waiting in line behind me certainly didn't react to this woman offering to suck my nuts... to get my balance back?And taking a second to look at her she was quite the young woman. Probably between 20 and 23, she stood tall and curvy, her almond skin practically glowing. Her hour glass.