Seeing his tricks weren't working, Craig changed tack.
"I can give you money. Lots of money. My uncle can even get you a great job. Please, I'm begging you, let me go," he pleaded. "I swear, if you release me, I'll tell him right away. I'll do anything you want."
How ridiculous! Even now, he was trying to bargain.
"Do you think money buys everything? Couldn't keep your pecker in your pants, could you?" I sneered.
With a loud thwack, I swung the bat between his legs.
Craig let out a piercing scream, then started convulsing in pain.
Waves of agony radiated from his groin to his lower abdomen.
Helpless, he was forced to endure the torment.
His wails of anguish reached my ears, sounding oddly melodious.
I couldn't help but imagine how Ann must have begged them back then.
The thought
