Kenny saw him ball up his fist and screamed in terror. Flailing around and fighting in desperation. Trying to escape the guy who could totally masaccure him.Whimpering in fear before curling up in a ball for a moment. Trembling as he took a defensive position now. Looking at Jessica fearfully and pitifully when she ran her hand through his hair. Crying out as he was uncurled and his shirt taken off. His features going red as he felt exposed. Sure there wasnâ€™t much left of that small shirt but it was all he owned. The shirt as soon as it was removed fell to pieces on the floor. So much for his shredded remains of a shirt. He pressed into the hug when she gave him one. Seeking comfort and looked at her with pitiful eyes. Searching her as if trying to figure out if she was really being kind to him. â€œI can trust you?â€ He said softly. Curiously even. Then let out a scream as the first wax thing was pulled off. Screaming each time the paper was ripped from his arms. â€œAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!â€ He screamed out each time the paper was taken from his arms. He had underarm hair too. He wriggled around and tried to escape. All he had on his lower half was a pair of pants. No boxers or underwear at all. He hadnâ€™t ever been given a hug before but she had hugged him. He liked the hug. Made him feel better. â€œNO! STOP! IT HURTS! STOP! OW! OW! OW!â€ He cried out over and over again.