Mysterious Skin Page #3

Open your mouth.

I said open your mouth.

Keep these in your

f***ing mouth.

You better do what we say,

or I'll kill you, I swear.

Give me the matches.

Wendy, come on, give me

the damn matches!

Shine the flashlight on him.

Neil, he's gonna tattle!

Don't worry.

I know what to do.

There are things we can

do to get him on our side.

That's it.

Just lay still for a minute.

You're my little green buddy

and there's this cool thing...

I wanna show you.

When I was little, a man

used to do this to me.

You're really gonna like it.

There.

That's it.

That's my boy.

Wendy never looked at me

quite the same after that night.

Sharing this part of myself...

I'd never showed

anyone else ever before.

I knew we'd be bound

together...forever.

I woke up, once again not

knowing where I was...

or what had happened to me.

By the time I

made my way back,

Deborah said I'd been

missing for over an hour.

But I couldn't

remember a thing.

All I knew was that it was somehow

linked to the other time,

the night I

woke up in the cellar.

And I also knew that,

no matter how long it took,

I had to find out what

had happened to me.

I had to find an

answer to the mystery.

When I was 15, I overheard some

kids at school talking about a place.

A place that you could find even in

a dumbass hicktown like Hutchinson.

Bingo.

Here we go.

- How's it going?

- Okay.

- I'm Charlie.

- Neil.

Wanna go for a ride?

Sure.

You got cash?

I'll pay 50, no higher.

You've got to be

careful out here.

The cops patrol this

whole entire area,

and they've got brains

enough to know what's up.

I'm in Hutchinson

on business.

I supply snack foods

to the local markets.

Go ahead.

Take whatever you want.

Hungry, huh?

We've only got an hour,

so we'd better get busy.

Wait.

Let me.

Beautiful.

So, what do you like to do?

Tell me what you

want me to do.

Whatever.

You like older guys, huh?

Tell me.

Yeah.

That feels nice.

You are such a beautiful,

beautiful boy.

I'm gonna come.

I'm gonna come.

I know what you're thinking.

That wasn't safe.

But we're in

Kansas, thank God,

not some big city

full of diseases.

Plus, you're only a kid.

Boo.

Maniac.

You scared me!

Thanks for meeting me.

Yeah, well,

This better be good.

My mom will kill me if she

finds out I snuck out this late.

I have something

I wanna show you.

Ew.

Look.

Yeah. So?

That's me.

You're such a liar.

I don't believe you.

I'll prove it.

Okay. How?

Oh, my God, what are you...

Put that back in your

pants, exhibitionist!

Look.

No way, perv.

Look what the guy did to me.

Are those bruises?

F***er gnawed on my dick like

it was a f***ing candy cane.

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