So there's some guy that keeps calling our house. You'd think this was normal, considering he's got your average Indian telemarketer voice. But sadly, not.
This guy continuously asks me things about myself. The fact that I'm under 18, supposedly 4'3" and transgender (I know I shouldn't take transgender lightly but I was getting a bit desperate) has somehow not turned him off.
He wants to meet me, despite my protests that I don't go out and meet strangers ("I will not be a stranger to you!" he says), and more or less make romantic advances. He has repeatedly mentioned kissing my neck.
Weirder still, my mum at first has humoured him because