It was the dark of night. He was walking all alone. He was tired, hungry and very Mexican. The cold night air brushed along his chest hair,as he strolled alone humning to himself. There was a certain peace to that night a quiet comfort. The noise broke through each ear, Crnnnk, Crank Crnnk went the rust of the moving truck. The Truck pulled over. slowly the cracked window slid down. In the Truck was a desheveled ♥♥♥♥♥♥ man who spoke with a hoarse voice " What are you doing walking alone at this late an hour." "I am coming back from fruit picking." "Get in, I'll take you home." "No it is fine senior." Come on I will get you home safe. "Besides you must be hungry there's tacos in the back." The young mexican blood was coerced. "Allright." He said with relucatance. He only managed to put one foot in before they began to speed off. The young migrant worker awoke in a dark damp location. No sign of light, no sound save for a rats squeeking. Then suddendly a door slammed open in the distance the light came flooding in The silouette of the man who had picked him up was all he could see then a candle light revealed the mans sick grinn "Dios mio" the young migrant worker said Dios mio indeed young mexican stallion...... PEDROPHILIA