Jennifer Stokes is your typical 15 year old teenager. She wants to be liked by her peers and be popular. It isn't easy for her, because she is the daughter of an unwed Mother and they don't have a lot of money. When ever a new fad or craze sweeps through, like a new style of clothing or shoes or maybe the latest video game, all the kids can talk their parents into buying it for them. Jennifer's Mother does the best she can, but doesn't always have the money to give Jennifer the things everyone else has. Jennifer knows this and doesn't let it bother her. She loves her Mother dearly and wouldn't dream of hurting her feelings because she couldn't afford to give Jennifer everything. She promised herself when she got older she would work hard to have the money to buy whatever she wanted. But that was in the future. For now, she does what she can and doesn't worry about the rest. She is good at sports but really doesn't excel at any of them. She plays tennis, soccer, and runs on the track team, but she knows she is not good enough to make a living from sports when she is older.

Her grades are a little above average but she's far from being a genius. She has a few friends but is not real close to any of them. She gets invited to some parties the other kids are throwing, but not to all. She had a boyfriend once, but got dumped when she wouldn't put out. She didn't mind, because like all teenagers, she thought Mr. Right would show up anytime and make her the happiest girl in the world. She is pretty in a skinny, half developed teenager sort of way and will probably grow up to be a very beautiful woman. But for now, she is slightly shy and doesn't mind being alone. Like I said, she was just an all around typical 15 year old teenager. It's hard telling how Jennifer's life would have played out if it hadn't of been for the cruel hand of fate stepping in to change it completely. One evening as she was jogging through the park to keep her young body fit, she was attacked by a man and dragged into the bushes. He was much to big for Jennifer to fight off, so she was helpless and at his mercy. The big man pulled her jogging sweats down around her ankles with one hand while covering her mouth with the other. She was very afraid.

She could smell liquor on his breath and cigarette smoke on his hand. His face had a scraggly beard and his teeth were yellow and rotten. But he was big and very strong and Jennifer had to suffer through what ever he wanted to do to her. He penetrated her feminine parts and was grunting like a pig while he had his way with the scared young teenager. She was whimpering through her tightly covered mouth and tears were rapidly flowing down her white frightened face. She shut her eyes tight and prayed it would soon be over. As she was flopping around with her arms, she felt a stone as big as her hand. Without hesitating, she grabbed the stone and repeatedly clubbed the large man in the head until he passed out. Luckily for her he hadn't climaxed, so she was saved from having to worry about becoming pregnant. But the incident changed her life forever. She never told her Mother or anyone else, because of the shame she felt. But she vowed that something like that would never happen to her again. As she and her Mother were about to enter the Supermarket one day, the answer to her dilemma was right there on the community bulletin board. A notice from a local dojo about teaching classes in Tai Kwon Do. She felt it was exactly what she needed.

Jennifer thought about it the whole time her Mother was doing their grocery shopping. It was the answer she had been looking for. She knew they didn't have the money for her to enroll in the classes, so she decided to check the bulletin board on the way out. There was everything on it from people looking for lost pets or trying to sell animals, to news about community events. But the part she was interested in was the section about odd jobs for teenagers to make money. She wrote down six phone numbers on the way out. She was about to become a baby sitter and a companion for older people, who kept them company and ran errands for them they weren't able to do themselves anymore. After lining up two baby sitting jobs and two companion jobs, she went to the dojo that Saturday to check it out and see what it would cost her to become a student. When she was finished talking with the instructor, she was happy to find out she would be able to pay for the classes and even have some left over to give her Mother to help out with their living expenses. He let her stay and watch as he taught the next class and Jennifer knew right then that Tai Kwon Do was for her. Her Mother agreed to let her attend the classes since she was paying for them herself. And was thankful for the extra money Jennifer would be giving her. She was proud of her daughter and loved her very much.

It didn't take Jennifer long to realise her legs were her best asset. She could do the strikes with her hands and arms but she could generate much more power with her muscular legs. The running, tennis, and soccer had made her legs strong and sturdy. But her feet were soft and easily hurt while doing the kicks. She had to toughen up her feet, or taking these classes would be a waste of time. She went back to the bulletin board and found out the local news paper was looking for young people to handle paper routes. She quit her two baby sitting jobs and became a paper delivery girl. Every evening she would walk her paper route barefoot. She always looked for the roughest places to walk so she could toughen up her feet. Any gravel, hard rock driveway, or broken concrete street was repeatedly treaded on while she delivered her papers. Her Mother worried about her because her feet were cut up and bloody quite a few nights when she finished her route. But Jennifer smiled and told her to quit worrying. It was something she had to do. In fact, she realised she loved going barefoot all of the time. She felt free and uninhibited. As she liked to phrase it. ("I love wearing my bare feet!")

It worked. Over the years her soles became as tough as leather. Walking on sharp rocks or even broken glass didn't bother Jennifer at all. And her soles were so calloused and hard the glass couldn't penetrate and cut her. She could have carried on a conversation with someone while standing on a bed of hot coals and not even realised it. Because her soles had become so tough. Her kicks were so devastating and landed with so much force, she became a legend as the hardest kicker anyone had ever seen. Many large squares of wood would be turned into tooth picks and concrete blocks were ground to dust with her hard kicking, lethal bare feet. When she reached the age of 25 she had attained the status of a third degree black belt and was admired by thousands of martial art instructors. She also had turned into a very beautiful woman. Her stylish blond hair flowed down past her shoulder blades and her amber brown eyes looked like pools of liquid gold. And her 5 foot 9 inch 135 pound body fit perfectly with her martial arts and made her a devastating and lethal fighting machine.

Jennifer took a job as a secretary and eventually had enough money to open her own dojo. She would work at her desk during the day and taught martial arts to her students at night. Her affinity for going barefoot never left her system. She would walk to work barefoot and slip on some flat pumps before entering the building for her job. As long as she didn't have to get up to take dictation or run to the supply closet for anything, she would slip off her shoes and go barefoot all day. After work, the shoes would come off so she could walk home barefoot. One Saturday afternoon while attending a martial arts exhibition, she over heard two men talking about the Youth Center. One of the guys had volunteered his time at the Youth Center to teach underprivileged kids martial arts and keep them off of the streets and hopefully out of gangs. She heard the man say he had been offered a better job in another state and had to quit volunteering. He had taken the job and was moving for the benefit of his family. But he was worried about the kids at the Center because they wouldn't have an instructor now.

Jennifer didn't think she had been an underprivileged kid growing up. But she certainly had had her problems. And she felt martial arts had more or less saved her life. If she could pass on her knowledge to young kids and keep them out of gangs and away from potentially dangerous situations, then she felt she would be doing something worth while. She politely butted into their conversation and introduced herself. Both men knew exactly who she was and was delighted to have her join the in. She explained she over heard the man talking about the Youth Center and how he had quit as their instructor. She asked if he thought they would accept her as a replacement. He wholeheartedly agreed it was a wonderful idea. He would even put in a good word for her if they didn't know who she was. She thanked him and gave him her number. He called the next day and said they would be happy to have her as an instructor. She was glad and accepted.

The first Saturday, Jennifer was happy she had heard the two men's conversation and butted in. The kids were a delight to work with and she enjoyed the company of the man who run the center. Jake Jackson knew of her reputation as a Tai Kwon Do instructor and jumped at the chance to have her there teaching the kids. He was very friendly and Jennifer liked him very much. She thought the work he was doing to try and save the kids was exemplary and very thoughtful. He liked her very much too. There were other volunteers at the Center and Jennifer got to know them all pretty well. She became fast friends with Anne, the woman who did the bookkeeping for Jake and the Center. And with Lois who passed out the cold drinks and sandwiches for the kids to enjoy. They knew nothing about Tai Kwon Do but admired her for the tenacity she showed when teaching the students. And her guts and determination for excelling at something as difficult as martial arts. She admired them for their compassion with the young children and their willingness to do anything to help the kids stay at the Center and keep them out of trouble.

But there was one young man who volunteered doing odd jobs and repairs at the Center that she didn't like much. Darnell always seemed to be sneaking around and she noticed him talking to some of the older kids a lot. She asked Jake about him and was told he was 18 and a drug addict who was in rehab. He volunteered to have something to do with his time and keep his mind off of drugs. Jake's explanation didn't set her mind at ease. So she decided to keep her eye on Darnell and make sure he didn't corrupt any of the older kids. One of the first things they told her the day she started volunteering, was any young boy or even girl between the ages of 15 to 21 was a potential target to be recruited into the gangs. Darnell seemed to find a way to talk to every one in that age group. It made Jennifer suspicious of his motives for working there.

One Saturday afternoon when she was walking toward the Center, she saw Darnell out front with a young man who looked to be at least 21 years old. He definitely looked like a gang member and she saw him hand Darnell something before leaving. She wasn't close enough to see exactly what he gave him. But it looked like it might have been drugs. It seemed she was right about Darnell all along. That evening when classes were over, Jennifer was packing up her things when she heard loud voices outside the door. When she looked up, there stood Darnell talking with one of the sixteen year old boys. As she watched, their voices got louder and she clearly heard what the young boy said. "I don't want to join the gang Darnell." Darnell grabbed the boy and slammed him against the building. Jennifer thought it was time she had a little talk with Darnell and set him straight. She walked over and opened the door.

"What's going on out here?" She asked. Darnell looked at her with hateful eyes and began running his mouth. "This is personal between him and me. So mind your own business bitch and butt out." She looked at Darnell and shook her head. "First of all Darnell, my name is Jennifer and not bitch. Secondly, it's going to get very personal between you and I if you don't take your hands off of that young man right now." Darnell turned loose of the boy and went after her with his fist raised. "I told you to butt out bitch. Now I'm going to hurt you for not doing what I told ya to." When he was in range, Jennifer snapped her right leg up and drove it into his chest. "WHAM!" Darnell left his feet and flew back about a yard before landing in the grass. He jumped up and came at her again with his mouth running. "No God damn woman kicks me and gets away with it you whore. Now you're really going to get a beating." Jennifer stood her ground and smiled.

She turned her fit fighting body and threw her right leg up and around in a roundhouse kick. "WHAP!" Her leather tough sole slammed into the side of his head with so much force his body did a complete flip before he again landed in the grass. A plastic bag fell from his pocket and landed on the walk. "Well well, what do we have here Darnell?" Jennifer picked it up and looked at it. "In rehab huh? Then what are you doing with this little man?" She emptied it in the grass. "YOU FUCKING SLUT!" He yelled. And he charged her again with his fist cocked. The strong muscles in Jennifer's right leg bulged as it flew around in a half circle. The instep of her battle tested right calloused foot clubbed him on the chin with an arc kick. "WHAP!" His body left his feet again and landed hard on the walk about four feet away. "I'm warning you Darnell, don't get up. You're about to make me angry and that would be a very dangerous thing for you to do." She warned. He shook his head to clear it and climbed to his feet.

"Go to hell bitch. I'm going to kill you for what you just did." He threatened. "OK little man. You asked for it." Jennifer turned her well formed body and a series of side kicks drove him back to the wall. "WHAM!..WHAM!..WHAM!..WHAM!" When his body was near the wall, she turned toward him and shoved her sole in his face hard. "SLAM!" Banging his head into the wall. "BAM!" She removed her foot and he slid down the wall to his butt. Darnell's eyes were rolling around in his head and unfocused. Jennifer sat down on the walk in front of him and placed her right foot on his chest. She put her toes up into his throat and pushed on his wind pipe. "I can crush your wind pipe Darnell and you'll never talk again. You may even have trouble breathing afterwards. So shut your mouth and listen carefully to what I have to say. In fact, lets make sure that mouth of yours stays shut little man."

She placed the sole of her left foot on his chin and put her big toe in his open mouth. He still wasn't quite coherent and didn't know what was happening to him. She wiggled her toe in his mouth while she shook his head with her foot. "Wake up wimp. I have some things to say to you." His eyes finally came into focus and he felt her toe in his mouth. Before he could do anything, she pushed a little harder on his wind pipe. A frightened look came over his face and his body went still. "Good boy. Now listen carefully." Jennifer leaned back on her hands and smiled. She looked as if she was relaxing on a blanket while having a picnic under a shade tree. Instead of holding a frightened male pinned against the wall with her bare feet. "Why don't you be a good boy and suck on my toe while I explain the rules to you." She ordered. The young man sat there and stared at her with blazing hateful eyes. She pushed a little harder on his wind pipe with her right toes and his face turned white. "I said suck on my toe Darnell. And I won't tell you again." She warned. The young man began sucking on her toe like his life depended on it.

"Good boy Darnell. That feels real nice. Next time follow my instructions without hesitation. Or I'll damage some part of your body. Now, about the rules. All the evidence isn't in yet, but it seems very obvious to me that the gang or gangs are paying you off in drugs to recruit new members for them. That Darnell will stop immediately. We're trying to give these young boys and girls a chance to lead a normal and productive life. And I won't stand for you undermining our efforts so you can feed your drug habit. Stay away from them from now on. Your gang buddies will have to recruit their soldiers elsewhere. Inform them the Youth Center is off limits. And tell them this is their only warning. If I see you so much as look at one of the younger kids again, I'll kick your ass into the next County. I won't tell Jake about the drugs you had or what happened today. Just in case you still want to help out around here. But don't ever let me catch you with drugs again. If you stay, I'll be watching you closely and will periodically check to see if you are carrying any drugs. Just mind me like a good boy and everything will be fine. Cross me Darnell, and I'll hurt you worse then you've ever been hurt before. I'm going to let you up now. I suggest you keep your mouth shut or I'll shove my foot down your throat. I can guarantee you wouldn't like the taste Darnell."

She climbed to her feet and told the 16 year old young man to go on home. "Thank you miss Jennifer. I really don't want to join the gang. I want to learn to do what you just did to Darnell." "THAT WAS COOL!" She smiled and sent him on his way. She took one last look at Darnell sitting against the building rubbing his throat before she went inside to retrieve her things. When she came back out, Darnell was gone. As she was walking home, she wondered to herself if she had done the right thing. Not telling Jake about the drugs she found on Darnell and his job recruiting soldiers for the gangs, may blow up in her face. But Darnell was more or less an underprivileged kid himself. You couldn't just pick out the ones you wanted to help and let the others go to hell. She decided not to second guess herself and deal with any problems that might arise from her actions when they happened. That seemed like the right thing to do.

Sunday evening she was having a great time teaching her class. The kids really wanted to learn and were working hard. They also were laughing and having fun. She learned a long time ago that making her classes fun to be in brought the kids back and wanting more. A stern teacher that didn't allow a little foolishness, didn't keep their students for long. She was laughing right along with the kids and enjoying herself. Until the front door opened. Jennifer looked up and saw a group of tough looking young men walk through the door. Darnell was with them, so it wasn't hard to guess who they were. She saw her students step over to the wall with frightened looks on their faces. Jake had gone downtown to city hall to take care of some business and Lois had gone home to her family. Anne was in the back room working on the books. Jennifer stepped to the middle of the room to meet the young men and see what they wanted.

"Can I help you gentlemen?" She asked. The one she saw giving Darnell the drugs yesterday morning stepped up with a determined look on his face. "Yeah you can help us bitch. By staying out of our fucking business. Darnell here tells me you don't want him or us around your little babies over there. So I'm here to tell you to stay the fuck out of our way. We're the White Dragons and we run this neighborhood bitch. We've been here a long time and we'll be here when your gone. And if you don't mind your own fucking business, that will in a body bag. Understand? Don't fuck with us bitch." He hatefully warned. "You tell her Deke." Darnell said smiling." "YEAH!" The others replied as they shouted out their agreement and spread out. Jennifer assessed the situation. There was ten of them counting Darnell. They all seemed to be between the ages of 18 to 21 except for two of them. Those two were in her class a few times but ended up not coming back. She knew one was 16 and the other was only 15. They probably were going along with this because of pressure from the older boys. They looked as if they didn't really want to be there. But she would have to treat them as hostile if trouble started. And it looked as if it would.

At that moment, Anne walked out of the back room to see what all the commotion was about. The sixteen year old grabbed her while the fifteen year old herded the young kids up against the wall in a small group. "OK Deke. I assume that's your name since that's what your puppet Darnell called you. If you're done flapping your stupid yap, then let me tell you a few things that even a moron like you should be able to get through his thick head. When you're messing with these kids and this Youth Center, then it is my business. And I take my business very seriously. So I'll tell you what I told your butt kisser there. Stay away from these kids and this Center. Or I'll kick your asses into next week." She threatened. "GET HER MEN!" Deke screamed. Jennifer snapped her right leg forward in a front kick and landed it squarely in Deke's chest. "WHAM!" He flew back into Darnell and they both crashed to the floor.

Without letting her foot touch the floor, she pivoted on her left foot while she swung her right leg around in a roundhouse kick. Her tough sole caught the two on her right firmly on the chin, one after the other. "WHAP!......WHAP!" They left their feet and tumbled sideways. The next one stepped up and threw a punch which she dodged. Reaching up and grabbing his right shoulder for leverage, she drove her knee into his mid section. "WHAM!" Making him bend over from the pain. There was one behind her about to attack when her right leg shot behind her in a back kick like it was spring loaded. "WHAM!" It drilled him in the stomach with the power of a fighting stallion. It landed so hard he left his feet and sailed back to land flat on his face and stomach. She spun the one she still held by the shoulder and threw his body under the legs of the last two who were charging her. They were knocked off of their feet.

As they landed on their faces, she stomped on the first ones head. "STOMP!" Slamming his head into the floor. "BAM!" Her right leg then swept to her left and whacked the other one in the floor on the temple. "WHAP!" She turned just as Deke was in the process of trying to stab her with a switch blade. Slipping her firm fighting body to the left, she grabbed his wrist as it went by. A sharp twist, and his wrist snapped. "SNAP!" He screamed like a little girl. "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Still holding his broken wrist, her battle tested left leg flew up in a side kick that caught Darnell under the chin with the outside edge of her foot. "WHAP!" He tumbled backwards. The two she dropped with her roundhouse kick was back up and rushing her. She drove her knee into Deke's face as hard as she could. "WHAM!" Breaking some bones in his face and dropping him in the floor.

She readied herself to meet the two coming at her. Jennifer leaped in the air and snapped both strong, muscular legs out in a front kick. "WHAM!..WHAM!" Her leather tough soles damn near caved their chests in. They sailed back about six feet before landing on their asses. The one she kicked with her back kick was up shaking his head trying to clear it. A few long strides put her in front of him and gave her momentum to land a hard front kick. "WHAP!" The ball of her foot landed firmly on his jaw and broke it. He fell in the floor whimpering. The one who's wrist she broke was up and fumbling in his pocket with his left hand for his switch blade. A quick sprint had her there in plenty of time.

Turning her well formed solid body, her right leg shot forward in a side kick that buried itself in the young mans stomach so deep he thought she had hit his back bone. "WHAM!" He slumped to his knees gasping for breath and was in a perfect position for the axe kick that landed on the back of his neck and knocked him out cold. "WHACK!" The two who's legs she had knocked out from under them by throwing the young man at their feet, were on their hands and knees and starting to get up. Her sturdy right leg was lifted straight up in the air until it was vertical with the floor. It came flashing down in another axe kick to the back of the neck of the one on her left. "WHACK!" It no sooner landed, when her right leg shot behind her in a back kick to the other one on his knees. "WHAP!" Her leather tough sole caught him on the temple. Both young men were put to sleep.

She turned in time to see Darnell running toward the door to escape. A fast sprint at an angle put her near enough to leap towards him while she turned her fit body sideways. Her strong legs wrapped around him in a flying scissors and dragged him to the floor on his face. With her legs wrapped around his body holding him down, she drove her calloused heel into his back. "WHAM!" A loud scream escaped his mouth. "AARRGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Her leg swept to the right and clubbed him in the back of the head with the hard blade of her foot. "WHAP!" His scream was cut off and he passed out. One of the young men who's chest she damn near caved in was getting to his feet. The other was lying there shaking his head to clear the cob webs. Jennifer reached the first one just as he gained his feet. Planting her left leg firmly on the floor, she executed a perfect spinning back kick that drove her right calloused heel into the young mans cheek bone. "WHAP!..CRACK!" An audible snap could be heard when it shattered. "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" He screamed and collapsed back to the floor.

"WHAP!" A snapping side kick with her concrete breaking left sole landed on the side of his head near his eye. It put him to sleep and out of his misery. The other young man made it to his feet but was standing on unsteady legs. Jennifer turned to him and smiled. "You look like you need to lie down and take a nap little man. Why don't you let me help you with that?" The ball of her right foot connected with his chin. "WHAP!" He was sleeping before he hit the floor. "You forgot to say good night wimp." She teased. Jennifer turned to check on Deke. He was still lying in the floor nursing his broken wrist and busted up face. He was crying like a baby so she decided to leave him for a bit. The only other one left was the one with the broken jaw. He too was still lying in the floor crying. She strolled over to him and his face turned white with fear when he saw her standing there. "Ahhhh, does your jaw hurt you pansy ass? Well fortunately for you, I'm a Doctor. I can fix that for you in a jiffy."

"WHAP!" Her wood shattering right foot landed flush on his fore head in a side kick. He was out cold and not moving. "See there wimp. As good as new." She turned her attention to the sixteen year old holding Anne. He tightened his grip around her waist and wrapped his other arm around her throat. "You come near me bitch and I'll break her neck." He threatened. Anne was getting pissed off and tired of being bullied. She raised her right leg and stomped on the young mans toes with the heel of her shoe. "STOMP!" He screamed in pain and turned her loose. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Jennifer quickly stepped up and landed a series of hard side kicks to his face and drove him back to the wall. "WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!..SLAM!" When his back met the wall, she jammed her right foot across his throat and pinned his head to it. "You should have stuck with the classes little man and stayed away from this bunch of sissy's. Now I have to teach you a lesson on how to behave. Anne happens to be a friend of mine so you messed up by grabbing her. Now you'll pay for that."

The young man frantically clawed at her foot in an attempt to remove it from his throat. The strength in his arms could not even come close to matching the strength of her strong leg. In about a minute, his arms fell to his sides WHILE she choked him unconscious. She removed her leg and he slid to the floor on his butt before falling over on his side. When the fifteen year old boy saw her trap his buddy against the wall with her foot, he tried to make a break for the door. All of the young kids tackled him and held his squirming body down. When they saw Jennifer coming they let him up. The young man bolted out of a crouch in hopes of making it to the door. He didn't have a prayer. Jennifer snapped her muscular left leg up and the ball of her hard sole connected with his chin. "WHAP!" His body flew through the air and rotated twice before he landed on his stomach and bounced on over to his back. He was sleeping like a baby. Jennifer went to take care of Deke. He was still crying his eyes out and nursing his broken wrist.

"YOU BITCH! YOU BROKE MY WRIST AND BUSTED UP MY FACE! I'LL KILL YOU FOR THIS!" He screamed. "Oh shut up you little cry baby. Or I'll break something else. Your days of recruiting soldiers out of here are over punk. All these kids need is a chance to make it in this world. And I'm going to see they get that chance. You and everyone like you will have to deal with me if you try and screw that up. And as you can see, screwing with me is very dangerous and bad for your health." "FUCK YOU BITCH! YOU'RE DEAD!" He replied. "I said shut up you little wimp." "WHAP!" Her tough leather sole landed on his temple and his eyes rolled back in his head. She began dragging all of their sleeping bodies over to the middle of the floor and lined them up side by side. Anne went to call the police and see if she could reach Jake. All the young boys and girls were talking a mile a minute about how much fun it was to watch Jennifer beat up the whole gang. She smiled as she lined up the boys sleeping bodies.

The police showed up and carted the gang away after taking statements from Anne, Jennifer, and the young boys and girls. They said it looked like a slam dunk for charging them with attempted murder. The two switch blades were picked up from the floor and others were found in the pockets of the rest. Jennifer was congratulated by the officers who knew exactly who she was. They said they were glad she was there teaching the kids and in a position to stop the gang from doing any harm. They thought the kids were in good hands and hopefully she could save some of the younger ones from entering a life of crime. Jennifer thanked them and promised to do her best. Jake bolted through the door scared to death. The battery in his cell phone was dead and Anne hadn't been able to reach him. When he saw all of the police cars his heart began to race as he feared the worst. When he found out all was well because of Jennifer and her martial art skills, he grabbed her without thinking and crushed her curved female body in a big bear hug. He seemed embarrassed afterwards, but Jennifer rather enjoyed it. The boys and girls giggled because they thought it was funny. Anne smiled too.

The White Dragons were finished after that day and the neighborhood never had to worry about them again. There was other gangs in different parts of the city, but they didn't stray into Jennifer's neighborhood. Her reputation had spread all over town. The beautiful blond with the bone breaking bare feet was bad news. STAY CLEAR! If you valued your health.