The Sweet Stench Of Revenge. Part 4.
Now, where were we? You remember, McKlusky the bully had made me wear panties when I was at school, and I happened to meet him some years later. I will continue. Over the next week McKlusky called no less than 27 times. He was chasing me like a dog that had the scent of a bitch, and needed to find her. This was fine by me. I didn’t return any of the calls.