Romp/Finger Yourself/Toddler/Dad/Wayne
"I'll be back in a couple of hours. Call me if there is a problem, and mind you behave yourself Wayne - You hear?" Mrs Smith calls out. The reply is an inaudible mumble, followed by the bang of the front door. Then the door to the playroom opens and Wayne comes in.
He is a boy, a lot older than you, but maybe not a teenager yet, although his face is spotty. He is a bit fat like his Mum due mostly to the fact that he spends a lot of time slumped on the couch eating crisps. He should be at school, but he often doesn't go.
"Right. Who'll I have today then," he says, looking at each of you in turn.