Abuse: Another Story Georgie Porgie, Puddin' and Pie,Abuse: Another Story8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
He looked the same as every other person on the street. He did not have a scruffy, dangerous look. He did not contain an aura of evil or darkness. The conformity of him never would have attracted a second look. He hid in plain sight. He gained trust of everyone. No one suspected. No ever did. Especially not him. How could he be? He could be trusted.
Kissed the girls and made them cry,
It always happened in the fringe. Always when no one looked. Always when none would suspect. They came to trust him as all do. He had the patience that spanned months, years even. Countless he took and used. Countless he touched and bruised. Not a word they spoke for the shame and fear crushed them. His ever present shadow terrified them. Even if they dared worked up the courage, his silent threats kept them toeing the invisible line.