I failed to neither confirm nor deny his observation, though my embarrassment grew knowing his eyes were now constantly checking, gazing at me. Had I ...wakened lustful thoughts and desires in his head? Was I creating in his head an imaginary scenario, with him surmising being one of the perpetrators, rolling his fingers over my paps? I think a temporary fright prevailed with the men scared of the possible repercussions deciding that enough was enough, though their amusement at my humiliation. She commonly would ride the subway at 4am in the morning in hopes of being raped, and commonly walked through bad parts of town with the same hope. All of which would eventually give her what she wanted. Her greatest experience was under the homeless bridge where she walked naked winking at all the dirt vagrents. They had their way with her until morning, nothing was forbidden as she was gang fucked. They DP'ed her, and pee'ed on her, she was fisted and thrown around like a ragdoll by a. All the rails and sleepers had been removed years before leaving a wide path which could be accessed from a country lane. There was a narrow strip of trees on both sides and the track went through several cuttings. This was a regular route for me to take for either a short bike ride or to walk the dogs. I found the wooded strips ideal to walk in naked and I liked to climb the side of the cuttings and masturbate in the bushes hidden from any by passers-by below. I was out early one morning. He decided to call Screech, the geeky kid who would do anything for Zack. Screech would probably give Zack a blow job if he asked. Zack was nice to Screech, because he new Screech would do anything he asked. Screech liked Zack because he could help his popularity and because he figured that Zack could help him get the girl of his dreams. Since Zack was friends with Kelly and Jessie Spano, a taller brunette who was some what of a bitch and both of them were friends with Screech's dream girl Lisa.