The Sweet Stench Of Revenge. Part 1.
So, before we go any further I would like to tell you a little about me. I grew up in a small mid west town and went to school there. I liked it, but there was one incident when I was thirteen that I won’t be forgetting in a hurry. Being quite slim, and small framed, I was bullied and teased a lot. Some of the boys could be quite cruel, and one in particular, Dillon McKlusky, took it upon himself to make me the class scapegoat. One day, after gym class, I was in the changing room, and following my shower I found someone had taken some of my clothes, including my underpants.