Amanda Plays for Keeps
Amanda Plays for Keeps As I pulled onto the ramp the SUV's headlights swept across a boy standing by the road. With his thumb stuck out. He was shivering and looking miserable. In the light rain I smiled. He was alone. I laughed. My lucky day. The sadist in me kicked in. I licked my lips. He was a good looking kid. Young. Fit. He looked like a nice kid too, like a polite boy. He looked desperate for a ride. Should I take a chance on this one? I had maybe three seconds to make up my mind. I’m...