"What are you doing?!"

“What are you doing?!”

Richard keeps snapping pictures of you as he laughs and says, “Just getting some **** photos.”

“Well stop.” You warn, futilely trying to cover yourself with your hands.

Richard snaps you from different angles, “But you look so pretty. Don’t you want to get this on camera?”

Getting fed up, you yell, “Stop!”

Richard stops and says, “Okay. I think I got plenty of shots, anyway. (plus the ones I got while you were changing in the backyard) “

Confused, you ask, “What? Why…?”

Your heart almost stops as Richard elaborates, “I know it was you who spread those rumors around Mandy’s friends. About my dick being tiny? The ones that seem to have made it around to just about everybody else in our grade? Just so you know, I still can’t get any of those girls to take me seriously, let alone get laid. I’m in high school, man, I’m supposed to be getting laid.” You are still speechless, so Richard continues, “Anyways, here’s the deal. I figure since you made me a laughing stock, I have a right to return the favor. I think printing a few hundred of these pictures up and posting them around school should more than do the trick.” Inside, you’re panicking. What have you gotten yourself into?! That’s when Richard adds , “But don’t worry, that doesn’t have to happen. If you do what I tell you, then you can watch me delete every photo I took today.”

Anxious to prevent that from happening, you ask, “What do you want me to do?”

Richard smiles, “Well, since I can’t get any satisfaction from any of the girls at school, you can imagine I have some pent-up urges that need to be attended to. So - while you’re all dressed up in that pretty little outfit – I want you to get down on your knees… pull out my dick… and suck it.”

Oh my…