Fearing the punishment if they did'nt ,manhandled their screaming friend on to her back and pulled her legs back tightly as I had orderd.The strength ...hey put into their task lifted Hannas gaping butt from the floor.I knelt down in front of her gorgeous immature cunt.Wet my fingers and placed my pole at her entrance.She was shaking her head from side to side."No don't.DON'T!''.I said "Take it you miserable cunt!''and slipped my head and shaft into her rosebud pussy!Oh the exquisite joy of the. CRACK!! "I said, get up! You need another strapping?"Covering my burning rear, I turned over and stood up. "Ok, bitch. Time to strip. Take off your clothes." Shaking, I slowly undressed. The guys hooted as each article of clothing came into view. When I was totally naked I stood with my head down as they looked me over.One of they guys walked up close to me. "Not bad, but she's a little plump. We'll see how well she can suck and fuck." The others laughed. He reached out and tweaked a nipple.. It was as if in that instant the world had stopped, because I saw him, I saw him very well, his prominent jaw, his absorbing eyes, his full lips, his face as a man, a handsome man, a macho. He did not stop, he left and I wished: I hope it happens again. So it was. 5 minutes later I saw his car approaching and, against everything that reason told me at the time, I did not move, I waited. He parked a few meters ahead of me. I acted, without giving space to thought. I got closer, looked at him.. My earrings surrounded by my long hair with fabuloushighlights. When I looked in the mirror the only boy thing I wouldnotice was my small Adams apple. I wanted it gone.As mentioned before I no longer cared when I was at work and no one saidanything negative to me in the neighborhood. My job was stocker/cashierat an artist supply house aptly named Impressionistic. Aptly I saybecause not only did it connote artistic endeavors but everyone whoworked there was pretty weird. There was Bob, the.