Chapter 1162 Locker Room Revenge:>>Ep22

• What if he did? What would I do? Call out for help? If I did, what would I tell people happened? And if I did, everyone would know what happened...and how I was found. My life would be ruined.
• The closet door opens again a few minutes later, making me squeal as I wasn't expecting it. It closes and locks, but Mister Johnson doesn't say anything. At least...I think it's Mister Johnson. The person that enters stays behind me for some reason. But instead of whiskey, he smells like some sort of spray cleaner.
• "W-W-Wait, please," I beg again as I hear the clear sounds of pants being undone and pulled down. Only it's something more than pants. Coveralls maybe?