The outside of the building was covered in graffiti, most of it a mélange of fantastical shapes and script that had been painted over so many times i... had become unreadable. The front of the building had been painted in white, though done so sloppily, and the graffiti there was dedicated to a single theme.The gang was calling itself the 'Punishers' and Kat couldn't help but laugh. Originality was not at a premium among the low town gangs, it seemed. The leader's name, she had learned, was. Tweaking his nose she countered, ‘You dare not.’ Anu said in a voice gruff with excitement, ‘I will show you.’ and grabbed her by her shoulders. She shook his hands off. He tried again and she shook off again. Little skirmish ensued, he trying to catch her, she trying to escape. Both were laughing and giggling. Anu could easily have subdued her and for a while he thought of over powering this delicate girl, spreading her thighs and ramming his lund up her chut. But his heart said no and sanity. His gaze didnt move as he reached forward with his other hand gently pulling on the matching cord causing my robe to open. He kept talking about the job but his hand wandered over to my knickers and he very gently rubbed the cloth right over my pubic mound. He made a number of little circles before he slowly let his hand go lower and pushed up gently into the folds of my vagina. I was flushed by his touch and my knickers started to immediately moisten. He just continued to talk as if nothing. “Greg reminds me too much of the wrong sorts or boys I knew in high school.”“Agreed -- although she’s been on dates with him and he seems polite. He was okay when we invited him to dinner. I asked her about some of the friends she had in middle school -- like that nice Indian boy, Ashok. They were quite friendly in the sixth and seventh grades.”“What did she say?” I asked.“She said Ashok was too short and too much of a geek. She and Molly have been admitted into the Cool Girls clique, I’m.