"Now, my fine feathered friends," Madeleine began in a normal voice meant to carry between the houses, "let me see you two guys make yourselves hard."...So that's Bess Carver over there in the window?" Florenz whispered."Yes," I answered. "You know her?" Of course: she's our nextdoor neighbor. I've talked to her several times."I had talked to her too and now, standing there naked, I recalled our first in person so to speak meeting. We were both in the alley behind our two houses and she spoke to. While she was a rather cute, petite strawberry blond she had a bit of an acne problem, wasn't overly attractive and in addition was naive, submissive and extremely shy and quiet. Never a very good student and all but invisible socially she kind of just drifted out of school a couple of years before graduating. She was almost a nobody and basically saw herself as a nonentity. With her father long out of the picture and her mother and siblings having their own needs and struggles by the time she. Naturally this lead to sex, which he gave to me as his present on my 16th birthday. There was no passion or pleasure, just violation. Still let him, wanting to live up to what I thought a good girlfriend would be.One day He asked me to come over his house after school for another fuck session, begrudgingly I put off my homework and did as I was told. As usual I dressed in a tight blouse and miniskirt with my sexiest bra and panties available per his instructions. The door was unlocked when. "What is going on around here, Jesse? You shot cops from New York City that the FBI wanted to arrest. You came in here with a beautiful girl that can only be the one those cops were looking for. Give." Oh man, I don't know where to start. You know one of that bunch killed Harold when I sent him out to watch things at my place." Jesse's voice took on a mean edge. "I don't know what the whole thing is about, but I intend to find out." He looked down at the floor and shook his head, "You remember.