06-22-2010, 04:31 PM
King kept Shay there as he walked to the wall of the room and a cabinet appeared. He opened it, and pulled out a white vial and poured some of the liquid inside onto his arm. He hissed at the pain of it, as his wound began to burn and quickly heal. "Much better," he sighed, looking at his arm. He then looked back at Shay and walked over. He placed his hand underneath Shay's chin, and suddenly kissed his lips, while his other hands moved down to rub and squeeze the boy's butt.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.