" Look, kid, there's nobody like that with the show, and I've been herethree years so I'd know if there was. You kids look like she owes youmoney." So...ething like that," Lisa mumbled. "Are you sure you can't help us?We'd really appreciate it."That last statement came out sounding like a forlorn little girl tryingto get someone to help her find her doll. Either it was a great act orLisa was becoming more girlish than I could have ever imagined. Iprayed it was just an act."About the only thing I. ( the Sicilian barber) the chemist guy, ( he was Indian) the dry cleaners guy ( he was Portuguese )Said, the kebab shop owner, the other 4 were from Cyprus, as I walk in the garden, they all stop talking looking at me very excited, I say, what a nice surprise! looking at them I ask, if I can have some thing to drink, Carlo gives me his drink telling me,, you look BELLISIMA! kissing me on my cheeks a bit to flirtatious, Said start saying, lets have some drinks before we start the barbeque, after. " I love you Mom," I said, as I exited the car.As I walked to the front entry my apprehension grew. I was the new kid onthe block, and I didn't know anyone at this school. To make things worseI could feel everyone staring at me, girls and boys. I remembered what itwas like when a new student attended my old school for the first time, itwas the same. I was an outsider and wondered how long it would take forsomeone to say something to me? Then there was that little thing that Iwas attending. SMACK! SMACK! “Seven! Eight!” Those smacks stung. I could feel the heat rising from my skin, but after the initial stings, I felt like I wanted to cum. I wanted to be prodded with a moistened, tickling finger deep inside between my legs. I took one long breath in and barely let it out when I again heard … SMACK! SMACK! “N-n-ine … t-ten!” I screamed, starting to cry. That time I didn’t get that after-feeling of wanting to come, but then he inserted the wooden grip of the spatula handle into my.