A computer voice asked him to identify himself, which he did then the computer asked him to place his right hand on the touch screen for verification....He thought about this for a moment, he knew that he shouldn’t be verified because he did not live in the building, and yet he also knew that most security systems did not ask for a visitor to be verified. They simply notified the proper party that they had visitors. So curiosity got to him and he placed his hand on the screen. The screen turned. Probably would be a good idea to head east, out of state. No sense tempting fate by heading back into trouble.The store wasn't much. The town wasn't much as far as that went. The unpainted clapboard building with its front built up to fake a second story looked as if it would blow down in a strong wind. Must be strong enough to withstand the weather though, as the breeze of morning had grown into a fairly strong wind already. The sky was graying up too. Lou tromped into the store and moved. I was about to become an official sissy penetrated by a realman. "Candy, honey, you said you wanted to be my bitch right? You told methat you were a sissy whore. Well, to be a true bitch you must surrenderevery ounce of manhood that you have and I am going to take it fromyou. I'm going to fuck you Candy. And when I'm done you will be a lowlysissy whore with all traces of masculinity removed from her. When I fuckyou, Michael will be dead, and you will be Candy. Any last words before Ifuck you,. “The..the...the light” she thought to herself. The only thing she remembers before appearing into this... this place. She ponders on her day, how she got there, what lead up to it. First day of senior year, and it wasn’t looking so great. Dinggg dinggg dinggg her alarm clock goes off. She reaches out from under the covers, tiredly trying to hit the snooze. It takes a few minuets for her eyes to adjust. “Shit, I’m late!” Her alarm had been set for 7:30 am instead of 6:30 am. she rushed.