Melody gasped loudly as he grabbed her hair. Fear ran through her. For and old guy, he still did have a lot of strength. "Ok, Mr. Mercer, I'm sorry. Please let me go, you're scaring me. " Her beautiful blonde hair was getting pulled and yanked, and she didn't like it one bit. He scared her even more when she realized it was her mother's plan all along to "correct" Melody's attitude. She hated her mother even more now for sending her to this damn place.<br/><br/>What happened next was something Melody never expected. When he dropped his pants, she screamed and covered her eyes. "What the hell are you doing?" Oh my god, put that away! I'm no whore!" Please, I've learned my lesson. Just let me go.' Melody trembled in fear, was he going to rape her? Sick old fuck had this look in his eyes, the look of a predator. No way was she going near that monstrosity of a thing. "Please Mr. Mercer, no, don't- please put it away." Melody shook and cowered, she was afraid of him more than ever, and every thought ran through her mind. Now she just prayed he would let her go unscathed.