I enter with a fluttery feeling in my stomach, as i walk through the dismal looking door i catch my reflection, i see a broken version of myself still...with blonde hair blue eyes but i dont feel like me not really. walking through to the bar seemed to last an age with men staring at me eyes all on me, at this point i feel a warm sensation on my left arse cheek "alright there sweet cheeks" it was a man who looked in his forties with a chiseld jaw and an unbutton shirt showing a small amount of. She looked better in a bikini than most of the girls you see on magazine covers. Sasha looked back out the passenger window despite my raising a skeptical eyebrow at her. It wasn't that she lied a lot, she was a fairly honest girl. I could just tell when she did, and I knew very well what she was thinking about. Sasha was a lot like me, personality wise, and I knew at her age I could pretty much just think about one thing. I didn't push it though, as I didn't want to make our drive awkward.. I wanted to have an orgasm like hers. I also was looking for a big cock like his to play with.One Friday after school I was waiting on Craig I was looking forward to some fun in the woods on the way home. Being Friday my parents won’t be home from work till around 7 pm so I had a few hours to play. An older boy came up to me. My name is Gary, my brother Craig tells me you like to play he told me. I looked him over he was at least 18 maybe older. He was nice looking so I told him he could walk. "Maybe it's just the dogs," one said."No, dogs don't smell that bad," the other observed. "But look, Becky's legs are spread apart!"My face burned red with anger and sadness. They were right that I stank: I was sweating and covered with dog crap and wearing old, hand-me-down overalls I'd inherited from one of my brothers. I should have showered and dressed up nicer before going out to walk the dogs but I'd been working all morning and I'd just wanted to get my chores over with. With a strained.