Sally’s Story: One or twice a week mum would give me money to get fish & chips on the way home from school, at first everything was normal, the men working there were all Asian but they were very nice to me. Then thay started giving me the fish & chips to me for free if I folded  a few boxes for them to help when it was busy which it always was I didn’t tell my mum and kept the money she had given me. First it was just a free coke then with a little vodka. Then I tried a little pink tablet that they persuaded me to take. It really made you fell great, soon I was going to the shop every day after school folding a few boxes and always getting a couple of tablets, and had I started taking one in the morning before I went to school. I suppose I was becoming addicted, well yes I was addicted to them because one day they didn’t have any and I was really annoyed because I really needed to take them.

The next day when I arrived at the fish & chip shop,  Ahmed the owner of the shop was there, I knew him, but I didn’t particularly like him, he was old and fat. He sat with me in the shop and told me the tablets were really very expensive and now he wanted me to pay for them and all the ones I’d had before, not to mention all the free food they’d given me. I told him I didn’t have any money, I didn’t know how I would be able to pay him.

He told me not to worry, he said he wouldn’t go to my mother and ask her for the money, we  could work it out somehow. I asked him if he could still give me some tablets, yes, he said, that wouldn’t be a problem we just had to sort how I would be able to pay for them. I imagined I would have to fold a lot of boxes every day.

Then he offered me another tablet, it was a small blue one, telling me to try it and see how it worked and then we would find away for me to pay him all the money that I owed him. He gave me a coke to drink and told me to take the tablet. to see how it was.

I had to wait for the food I’d ordered so I took the tablet and sat at the small table in the corner of the shop and drinking the coke. Suddenly I started to feel really strange, the room seemed to be moving, I felt very dizzy. Rahid one of the younger workers came over to me, he helped me stand up, saying  I better lay down for a bit, he held my arm and took me through the door to a room at the back of the shop. He helped me lay down on a bed that was in the back room. Then Ahmed the horrible fat old owner of the shop came in and he sat on the other side of the bed. Rahid pulled my hands up above my head and he held them there. I felt Ahmed hands on my legs, I didn’t like that, I don’t want to be touched by that horrible old man.  Rahid was telling me not to worry, I would feel better soon and this would be the best way to pay Ahmed what I owed him. Rahid’s voice sounded strange. The ceiling light above me was all sorts of different colours and I  could feel Ahmeds hands moving up my legs.

Ahmed was 61 years old and owned 3 fish and chip shops, Rahid was his grandson and worked as manager in one of his shops. Rahid would keep an eye out for any pretty young girls that came regularly to the shop and would  inform his grandfather Ahmed.

Ahmed had a passion for innocent young white girls, he liked them young preferably aged between 12 to 15 so that the girl would most probably still be a virgin.

Once a young girl had been approved by Ahmed, Rahid would start befriending the girl, giving her free meals and drinks, then she would be asked if she could help fold boxes for deliveries, for this help she would be well overpaid. Once the girls trust had been one, she would be persuaded to take a small tablet just to make her feel good. It was a very addictive drug similar to Meth, usually only after 3 tablets the girl would become addicted and would soon be wanting, needing two or three tablets a day. That was when Ahmed would make his move.