After a few minutes, I told them my decision. “I’ll take the paddling,” I said relieved, knowing that I’ll have my car on graduation day and p...obably millions from the lawsuit I was contemplating. I was going to be rich! “Are you sure?” he asked. “Yeah, let’s get this over with. At least a paddling won’t last for two weeks,” I said. “No, but the effects will,” he mumbled. “OK, so when are we going to do this?” I asked. “Right now,” he said. I looked at Ms. Mahoney, but she was staring down at. Kendra got a black coffee and a sausage biscuit. I led us to a table in the back where we could talk privately."So," I said, unable to keep the grin off my face.Kendra frowned and shook her head. "Some things never work out quite like you plan them. So you know I didn't like Monica." Didn't?"She took a sip of her coffee. "I haven't been to sleep yet." Wow." Yeah, I've known her for years. Been in classes together, done church things. She's been a real bitch to me, especially after I came out.". He'd probably survive. If not, his soul would be forever trapped in the erotic fantasies Ilan had fashioned for him. He'd never remember his name or his life, but he would never be unhappy. If he died, Ilan wouldn't feel too guilty. She watched him writhing in his sleep. She listened to his moans. She closed her eyes and made an adjustment to the fantasy. The girls were begging to be bedded now. They needed him buried in their sweet little pockets. Ilan was alive now, and human, but not at all. “Party’s across the street, let’s go.” Mama Maggie’s eyes burned orange and she didn’t bother getting dressed when we left. I called after Timmy when he ran down the street instead of across. He simply shouted, “Cheerleaders!” Behind me in the yard, I heard a timid voice say, “Timmy?” Maggie and I turned to see a petite, raven-haired girl with icy-blue eyes. Maggie ogled the girl and advanced towards her prey. I sent Maggie away, citing her nudity. There was something about this girl. “Who are.