I lowered my head and tried to remain calm.More rustling in the brush. Three more dogs came out. They looked malnourished. Perhaps they were wild dogs... I didn't know and at the time, didn't care.As I watched the one growling in front of me, another; a scraggly german shepherd grabbed my ponytail, yanking my head back. I lost my balance and fell backwards. The dog released as another bit my thigh, tugging the plaid skirt. I threw my hands up to protect my face.Suddenly, the one growling prodded. . There was a sound from the alley as he started by. Startled, he thought at first it might be a mugger, but then the sound came again, a moan... someone might be in trouble.Many, perhaps even most, New Yorkers would have turned and walked away as quickly as possible, not wishing to become involved, but not Charlie. His small town upbringing had ingrained in him the instinct to help which not even a lifetime of big city life could change."Hello?" he called, standing at the alley entrance. The. I studied in a girls school all my life so when I went to a co-ed college, I became a total slut! I would flirt with all the guys in my class, touch them while I speak, “accidentally” brush my boobs against them etc. There was one guy, let’s call him V, who got really into this “accidental” touchings. He would brush his hand against my thighs, put his arms around me to feel my boobs and when we used to travel in the bus, he would rub his hard, 6-inch dick on my ass.Things were obviously getting. " He gave me a wave of greeting. "Have you met Rick before? Runs the Preparation and Orientation activities here." No," said the Emir. "Good to meet you. Looks like you've done a good job at first sight. I'll need to look them over, of course." Naturally," said Rick. "Take your time. They're all yours." That's the idea," said Brad, laughing. "Assuming the cheque clears." The two of them went up to the first in line, Harry unbuckled the girl's gag. Brad examined her carefully, checking her body.