“Here," Dexter deliberately drops your stockings on the ground, "if you want them, pick them up yourself."
You're angry at his behavior, but he's now squinting at you like a hungry wolf. You awkwardly look away and then walk over, crouching to pick up your stockings.
But just as you grab them and are about to stand up, Dexter suddenly comes over, pressing your head down between his legs....
Dexter was your childhood friend who was slow-witted, arrogant, and impulsive. But he wants you, so badly……