Oh please don't ... Please!" she begged."Please don't what?" he inquired, "If I am not to do something, I need to know what it is." Please don't ... d...n't ... do me," she managed."Do you? Be more specific. Be exactly precise, if you want me not to do something," he was enjoying this."Please," her voice was higher now as she became more agitated, "Please don't fuck me." What is 'fuck'?" asked her tormentor, "I don't know this word."She realised exactly what he wanted, and knew her pleas were in. For the very first time I found rabbit pellets and three of our youngest plants with missing leaves. It was no big thing that one or two leaves were gone. The real problem was that whatever caused the loss would be back until it was stopped.I had a box of mouse traps just for such an event. I figured it was time to put them out and see how many of his little friends were going to come to the next party. Just in case, I also set the rabbit snare by the one small hole I found in the wall. The. Scott glared impatiently at the ground as it slowly came closer, too slowly for his liking. Scott tried to take his mind off of the delay by explaining to the man beside him what they would have to do when the basket hit terra firma.At last the basket crashed down and Scott and his friend leapt from the basket, rolling over as they landed and watching as the balloon collapsed and the wind dragged the basket for some distance before it was snagged in a stand of trees.Scott didn't even look at. Despite his indiscretions, he did recover the notebook and tried to finda spell to reverse the damage I had already done to myself, especiallyafter my last transformation. At this moment you may be wondering why Ibelieved it was a mistake making him aware of my presence? Well, theanswer to that question has something to do with what happened after ourrun in with the WU Football team. At that moment, the members of the football team were filing into thelibrary. To many it might have seemed.