“Preston,you know was sick,you knew he was sick,Gerard.”
“Yes,the change takes place in the brain,I knew that,” he said. “The meds didn’t work,but the shots did like the pill ones.” “So why did he think he met the devil hand in hand again,Gerard?” “I don’t know why,” he said. “He basically stripped himself nude in a church with all the scars that he swore the devil gave him,to curse him,but really he did it to himself.” “I don’t know why he has the sexual urges either,but he is only fourteen,right that would be right.” “Kendra,he has sex with everyone.” Just then Preston came in strung out on meds,with a trashy girl,to screw over and over again. He walked in with his tougue down her throat and they went to bed. Next thing they knew there was screaming,coming from the room.