There are three girls, and he grabs the first one at the knees, bringing her down under him quickly and harshly. The second girl gets out of the room, but the third is frozen in place, watching. He stands up and his body faces hers. She backs against the wall, face twisted, quivering voice saying, “Please, please. Please… don’t hurt me.” He smiles with his whole face, with his mouth and with his eyes, and he chuckles as though at a television screen, and then pulls words out of the laugh: “C’mere, gimme a hug.”