Men.

…the boy, in the shadows fallowing him to the bathrooms. Once you get out of the eyesight of the girl, you step out into the moonlight, watching the boy step into the male side of the two sided bathroom building. You give it a few seconds before following in after him, and he is already in one of the stalls, taking a piss in one of the toilets. You can understand why he decided not to use the urinals; while the park outside was clean and beautiful, the bathrooms were cleaned in the early mornings only a couple of times a week. Clearly, the last cleaning session had been a good few days before.

It is well lit in the bathroom, but the light switch is right beside the front door, and you easily switch it off. Inside one of the stalls, the boy gasps in surprise, then curses. He believes that the power has simply gone out, but doesn’t consider for a second that anyone else is in the building with him. You are not surprised by this mind-frame. When odd things start to happen, typically the lambs usually consider that someone might be out to harm them as a last option, and one they take seriously far too late for them to do anything about.

It is only after the boy finishes and washes his hands (he took the handicapped stall, which has its own private sink) and then steps outside the stall into your waiting presence, that it occurs to him something bad might be happening…and by then, you’ve taken out your gun and pointed it at him.

You grin at his shocked, frightened expression. “Stay still,” you tell him, “and it might hurt less.”

To your surprise, the first thing the boy does is move to attack you. Lambs do this rarely, and but often enough so that you know how to handle it. You grab his flying fist and twist it behind his back, slamming him violently into the wall, digging your gun into his back.

“That was a mistake,” you inform him, “Now it’s definitely going to hurt.”

Now, you had two options. You could follow through with your plan, and drag the boy back to your secret bushes. It would be more comfortable, and would allow you plenty of time to play with your new toy. However, these bathrooms would prove just as safe and secure as the bushes would, and it would be at least ten minutes before the girl got worried and came looking for him. Plenty of time for a fairly thorough fuck. Ah, decisions, decisions…