"I don't really feel like going to class today..." Feeling this way, I skipped school and wandered around outside, when I was approached by a middle-aged man who claimed he helped protect children. The man kindly offered to listen to my problems, and though hesitant, I let myself be led into his room. But the man's demeanor suddenly changed, taking the situation in an unexpected direction. Remembering the shape of the uncle's dick—this becomes the key to the story.