She also managed to corner Sylvia Plath who was horrified at the thought of doing something that would get her noticed. Eventually she persuaded her t... come and have lunch with us so that she could meet me and talk about the purpose of the group.The meeting was not a great success. I managed to get her to say she would think about it but was not very hopeful about the outcome. However, to my great surprise Ginny persuaded her to come and eat with us again the next day. She did not say very much. Stan nodded and took a deep breath. He felt his tight shirt pop an unseen seam somewhere on his back from the exertion. He set the canister on the table and began to unscrew the top. The perfume that almost immediately wafted from the opened container was an acrid, almost sour smell that made his lips pucker over his thickened teeth. The “food” inside was no more than a swirled brown viscous goo. He couldn’t help but recoil as its odor filled his nostrils. He could practically taste it on his. .. you found the bitch for me…”My first attacker let go his grip from my arm and the second man then grabbed my wrist and dragged me away from the main room.I tried to protest, but he just told me to stay quiet or the whole situation would turn even worse.He dragged me upstairs again and pushed me inside the same master bedroom where I had been a while before. He closed the bathroom door behind him.“Well, bitch, my friend told me he enjoyed your nice holes…”I opened my mouth to yell at him, but. He had been only twelve then nearly thirteen, built big and strong even by that early age, other guardians of lands and self serving men had tried to attack them then, thinking a mere whelp of a boy was the only guard between them and the ethereal Matilda. They had not expected him to be so large. Just over two years had passed since Erick had left him as their protector, the endless infighting had left its marks, its scars on both his body and his soul. His mind felt like he had aged a.