I'd never sad anything odd to her, and I hadn't stood out from the rest of my classmates in any particular way. As far as I could tell, she'd just pic...ed me one day and started the harassment.It had started with comments: about my weight, my skin, my hair, my clothes, my family... Eventually, she'd moved on to physical abuse, like giving me slight pushes, pretending to fall so she could tug my hair, moving her chair into my knee - that sort of thing.And to top it all off, her father was the. “Oh well. When in Rome...” with that he whipped off his own trunks and dived naked into the pool. Now there was a very happy and a very playful bunch of seven totally naked bodies throwing each other around in the water.Legs got pulled. Arms get stretched. Faces got squirted. Asses got grabbed and slapped. Breasts got fondled and squeezed. Pussies got tickled and pinched. Cocks and balls got groped, squeezed and even sucked every which way they could. Fingers were also forever getting. "I replied:"Yes, daddy, it will be" I closed my eyes for a second, suddenly I felt unsecure( I don’t know why) and opened my eyes, he was very close to me now; I whispered:"What's wrong daddy?" I swallowed, his face wasn’t soft like every day, there was something new in his facial expression, some wild entrapped feeling, like a ready volcano, I moved backward and tried to stand up, he didn’t move; He asked: "What's wrong with you baby? You are being distant for a while, why is that?" I. He cooked three hogs for three hundred people, if I remember right,” I said.“You had a band help the governor with his campus get-out-the-vote events. Do you think they might help with this?” Dad asked.“I don’t know. Let me go make a call,” I said.I went into the office and called Angel Hargrove, Jett’s and her band Birthrite’s manager. I explained what we planned. Unfortunately, or fortunately for Birthrite, they had been booked to play some bars in Chicago.“There’s someone I think I could.