George J. (john) 'victim'oni absolutly loved his life.
He was 21 just a few day's ago, and in the state he was in that meant he was all legal. He was a certified genius and had just graduated prodigously from college and had already been taken on at a prestigous law firm. He wasn't exactly in any kind of position theyre but that'd come soon enough. What with the firm being run by his family his position was little more than a legal formality.
He didn't even need the job since his more than wealthy family had provided everything for him. A big house by the beach, a car that made a ferrari look like a Skoda and 2 digit's in front of the six 0's in his bank account.
His favourite thing about his life however, was the beach.
Okay he could care less about the sand, sea and sun. It was the beach babes he was after.
He could literally spend hours looking out his window as bikini clad girl after bikini clad girl sauntered on by on the beach below his terrace. All the while making cat call's that a construction workler would find repeling.
The women he made these call's to took even greater offensce than that. Even moreso from his 'other' activity's.
He was a pervert. A blatent pervert. He didn't hid it, didn't deny it, and didn't stop taking advantage of it. The cat call's were the most prudish part of his routine. Between the double handed ass grab's, the 'honking' gropes and even devoting role after role of film to risque picture's of the girls without their permission.
They couldn't even do anything since his family covered it up. Anyone who pursued action ended up worse off. At best the case was dismissed, at worst the women or family was faced with bankruptcy or even jail time unless the girls did George a 'favour'.
Indeed he had a great life, at the expense of eveyone else's
That is till today.....
*SMACK*
His hand flew to his face as a red welt flared up.
"What the hell, you bitch!" He said angrily to the women he'd just violated.
She was above his usual standard. He usually settled for a double D's in a two piece, but the G cup's swelling in the Black one piece were just to tempting for him not to get his hand's on.
"Who do you think you are. You think you can just grab me like that and get away with it!" The beautiful goth exclaimed. She had long straight Raven hair and flawless pale skin which didn't seem to be tanning despite her hours in the sun.
He smirked and moved closer to her. "Yeah I do. Now I want you to apologies for that and I'll think about forgiving you." He said as his hand moved to encircle her and try to draw her close. Only for his to be vicously kicked in the shin. "AGH!"
"Like hell I will you prick. Your the one to blame here so either get lost or I'm going to do something you'll regret."
"Really? Fat chance." He smirked. "I'm George 'Victim'oni and I do what I want, and 'who' I want. And anyone who doesn't agree with me end's up in the gutter fighting rat's over old crap. Now your gonna be back at my place on your back in the next ten minutes or you'll be heading to the shelter's in the hour ." He said with finality.
He backed away slightly when he saw the look in her eye's. Weren't the white's of your eyes actually meant to be white, because right now they were blacker than pitch.
"You want a woman so bad?" Her voice sounded weird. Like a demonic one was speaking in sync with her's "Well if you want a woman in your bed so badly then......
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