The athletic swimmer has gone out with quite a few girls in his time, and Rebecca has been trying to win a date with him for over a year – just a we...k ago, he told her he would go on a few dates with her if she could do something amazing. That amazing thing would be surviving a night at 628 Scatterview Lane. A long abandoned house widely accepted as viciously haunted. “Let’s go,” Lizzy urged, pressing onward. Hesitantly, Becky followed up the hill. She shivered slightly as they stood next to. But I hate him.”A thought suddenly occurred to me.“I’d be happier if you can avenge my humiliation.” I feigned a sarcastic look. He stared at me and then diverted his gaze. “I… I don’t know… how?” He babbled.“You really want revenge for your father taking your wife away from you.”“Yes.” He said painfully.My heart began to melt.“How will you do it?”“I don’t know.” He shrugged his shoulders. “I know I’m no match for him.”The thought that was ticking in the back of my mind grew stronger. I didn’t. I had a few bucks, nothing much, but I discovered this old place. It was an abandoned shop that had sold seashells, and had this tumbledown little house. I drove past it four or five times before one day I decided to stop and take a look. What really caught my eye was the fact that there was a pretty good break right out there across A1A, not big but a nice shape. When I got to thinking about it, I realized that it had been a pretty good break every time I went past the place. Over the years, I. .a hum and then movement. Softlyat first but then more insistent. Vibrations, pleasure, deep inside him,and they were coming from his bum. Not on his bum but from inside! Heunconsciously clenched around the feeling and it rewarded him withgreater pleasure, stronger vibrations and it was moving too. Somehow itseemed to be getting longer! Growing and shrinking inside him, timed tothe drumbeat in his head. He could make out the words behind the beatnow..."Patrick is god, Patrick is holy, Patrick.