75 The struggle

The girl knew, she would anyhow have to fight him, so the time was now. The time was to face him bravely and use the sword skills to the best. 

She held the metallic rod, like the sword and took deep breaths. His red eyes were now fixed on her and he smiled looking at her, walking near the stairs happily. "Hehehe....

When I cannot look at your face

I look at your feet.

Your feet of arched bone,

your hard little feet.

I know that they support you,

and that your sweet weight

rises upon them....

Your waist and your breasts,

the doubled purple

of your nipples,..... Your waist and your breasts...

the doubled purple

of your nipples...." The boy again sang happily as he started climbing the stairs. 

The girl let out a loud scream, and attacked the boy with the rod, piercing it in his arm. "ARGHHHHGH!!!"