It took a moment for me to realize she wasn't dressed for leaving the house. Her blond hair flicked against the fuchsia nightgown she wore.She looked ...round and then walked to me."Hey, Mike." Hey, Shelly." Kind of a weird question to ask, but do you mind if I come in?"I pondered this for a moment. The question had the same impact on me as a request for a cup of sugar, I guess."I don't mind. Let me finish my cigarette and I'll be right behind you."Shelly looked around again before walking into. " Kenny began, clearly intrigued."You and me, old lady," seethed the girl.Peggy laughed off the insult."I don't fight children," she taunted. "Although I am tempted to spank you, little girl." Try it, bitch," the girl screamed."No fighting," Kenny said firmly."Awww," the girl's blonde friend interrupted, coming up to stand beside Kenny and hanging on his shoulder, "Well, how about a contest? Sexiest girl gets to spank the loser."Peggy tried not to let her alarm show as all the boys turned to. Luckily, I didn't hear the lock click. I waited in anticipation for a half an hour so she could fall asleep. Finally, I couldn't take it any longer and I headed to the door.I followed my routine, checking the hallway for noise, and snuck down to her door. I knocked lightly, having no idea if shed fallen asleep or not. No response. Holding my breath, I opened the door and walked in. I decided to close the door this time to give myself more security from anyone else in the house walking in. But. "The son-of-a-bitch!" George spat out the words. "Why d'you let him?"Mabel didn't answer his question. "D'you know what he did to me last night?" she asked in a shocked whisper."You don't hafta tell me," George muttered.Mabel put her lips close to George's ear and whispered: "Up the back of me," she hissed. "Right into my bottom--" she panted with emotion, "he- -he pried open the cheeks and stuck his big thing in me. I--I thought it was going to tear me wide open... or burn me." Mabel's hand.