So I asked her what happened. She put her hand on my shoulder and told me that her ankle sprained. I supported her and took her to near by seat on met...o platform. A few people stop and I just see her sprained and massaged that area. She felt better and I said the crowd that she is fine.I drop her till auto rickshaw and said hope you can reach to your home safely. She request can I accompany her till her home so that she can take my support to reach her flat. In auto we sat and following. We never played I'll-show-you-mine-if-you-show-me-yours again. We never even mentioned it, but in the weeks and months that followed, we talked about everything else, and I'm sure it was no coincidence. She became my booster. I became her confidant. I heard all about the boyfriend, the deflowering, the inevitable breakup, and the boyfriends — lovers, really — who came later. Her sex life became an open secret.But Risa, the girl who lived next door to her, became my nemesis. We paid no attention. We played out essentially the same bad school-girl scene as we had at Karl’s house, except the second time was in a real school somewhere in the LA basin, and really late at night during the summer. Actually, that was one of the few times Karl fucked me somewhere else too. It seems that Hart really was a school principal that liked little girls…and boys…a lot.”“Oh my goodness. Did Karl and Hart ever play with you at the same time?”“No. Actually, I’m not sure I could have handled that. The guy knelt down behind her and feed her pussy the stick. She groaned as the huge stick was shoved up her pussy.The stick was shoved in and out of her pussy so much it was no longer tight. One of the guy's put his hand around her neck. He tightened his grip, choking her just enough but not hurting her. “You like that rough stick in your pussy slut?” he asked as he choked her. Lucky nodded as she gasped for air. He stopped choking her, then took the stick out of her pussy. It had her cum all.