Colette obeyed when the men told her to kneel before the bowl and put her head in – that is, she did kneel and hover her head above the bowl, bu... once in this position one of the men lifted his boot to press on the back of Colette’s neck and force her head right down into the bowl.Colette breathed deeply of the heavy, stinking vapours in the toilet bowl. The vile stench assailed her nostrils and was drawn deeply into her lungs as she knelt there with her head in the position where. .."she started to cry. I pulled her to me and embraced her in my arms."that's not all...when they stopped mauling you they stood by your body and you slowly got up and started laughing. You looked at me with blood red eyes and turned into one of those things!" she started to cry even harder. I held her even closer"nothing will ever happen angel. If anything does I'll be your guardian angel and if I'm not an angel then I'll be your guardian demon"She chuckled which brought my heart to ease a. Mike was the star on the school's wrestling team, handsome, built like aslab of muscle. Competition among the girls for his attention wasfierce, despite him being an raging asshole. He was always surroundedby friends hoping to benefit from the attention. Bottom feeders, Darren thought disgustedly. Idiots. He picked up hisglasses. The frame was broken, and Darren swore. He put them on,seeing the world rendered into both sharpness and blurry dullness. Hepicked up the fallen lens and. I have accepted the fact that I will never be cool or part of the "in crowd." Still, Rick and I have always been tight. There is a bond between us that I don't understand but I know exists.Over the years, Rick's taste in women has been awful. With the wide variety that he had to pick from, I never understood why he chose the ones he did. He always picked the air heads and the bimbos. Fake boobs, too much make-up, and really big hair. That was Rick's type. I don't know, maybe with his ambition.