The little girl hid behind her bed, terror coursed through her being. Though little, she wasn’t exactly a child. Underage, but that didn’t stop him. The man had cased the house for a few days, waiting for a window of opportunity to get to the girl. They went to a conference and wouldn’t be back for quite a while, which gave him the opportunity to visit her, to physically explore, touch, violate and defile her.

He stood outside her bedroom and grabbed the door handle. Unlocked, the door opened quite easily. He walked in with a smile and looked towards the girl. Though she sat against the wall in terror, she was frozen. Fear induced paralysis had set in when she realized that this wasn't a burglary. The man walked over to her as if he was simply going to put her in a shopping basket. Grabbing her by the neck, he stood her to her feet and peered his eyes to her full figured breasts that were identifiable even through her loose t-shirt. He put his hand on the side of one and began breathing a little heavier. "These are great," he mumbled, "now I'm gonna see them bounce when we do the sex thing."

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The girl began hyperventilating, her hands shaking, she tried to scream but the man put pressure on her neck as she opened her mouth to make noise.

With no warning, the glass of a nearby window shattered. "Excuse me motherfucker!" Was the last thing that the man heard before he was airborne.