and you 're counting on me ? maybe i need to figure out what i wan na be when i grow up . he stepped closer to me and brushed his fingers across my cheek and briefly across my collar . spread your legs for me , okay , baby ? the downstairs area had cleared out once the band had started to perform . he asked as he sat on the bed and ran his finger along the top of the sheet in an attempt to free it from her grip . the fingers tightened , cutting off blood supply to my foot . 