Once Damian started to speak, Jim felt a little better... but the questions Damian asked soon swept any security away from Jim. He started innocent enough...
"How'd you get like this, Jim?" Damian asked... intently staring at the tiny bug before him.
Yelling up, Jim replied "I guess it was bad lotion! But you've got to help me!"
Damian's response was what really turned the conversation...."Does anyone else know?"
Jim screamed in annoyance with a response.. "Of Course NOT! Just you! Now help me!"
"Hold on little fella" smirked back Damian..."you don't get to order me around at all. Now I know you have had a crush on me since Jr. High... its about time I teach you the true meaning of crush!:"
With that, Damian lifted his sandal and lowered it slowly over Jim. Jim panicked.. and tried to run, but was only caught in the hand of the beefy football giant. Damian laughed a vicious laugh and held him up to his face. "Its time you learn who's boss little man.. I've always wanted to be the biggest man around.. and now with you, I can feel like a god damn giant!"
He sat Jim down at his huge jock foot once more and pointed with his long tanned finger to his toes.... "NOW WORHIP!"
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