She was looking at me all of my head to toe, as if dismaying the pulpous of my existence, and I blushed as I saw she looks at me too. “Can I help yo...” she said in a voice so sweet and inviting me completely forgot why I was there. It was as if I was back at school with one of the hot girls, but she was so many levels ahead of them, they where nothing compared to here. “I. I. I am here to talk about” I forgot completely why I was here, I just wanted to keep looking at her, then it came back to. Looking at the reaction on Rebeccas face she knew she was in for the same treatment. She stood up to show us she was wearing just her pink bra and pink knickers, she gave us a twirl to show it was a thong. It wasnt the first time we had seen her bottom because when we were round their house a month back we witnessed her getting a slippering for being rude to Jessica and having to stand in the corner for twenty mins minus her jeans and knickers.She looked away from the cam to face Paul who stood. Someone said that maybe she should get one last orgasm and so a few of them started sucking on her clit while they also pulled the rope around her neck tight for longer and longer periods of time as she got closer to her orgasm, letting up only when she passed out and they had to slap her back awake and suck harder on her clit to get her going. After ten minutes, Laurel started to moan a little, so someone shoved a dick in her ass and fucked her while another kept sucking her clit, and they. As the cab drove away, splashing my slacks, I got a look at her face.It was the paper snatcher.Ah, well. It wasn't raining that hard. And I only had six blocks to the subway station. I started to hoof it.Halfway there, it began to pour. I quickly had water streaming down my face. Ducking under the narrow overhang of a newsstand, I bought a paper. I only had a $5 bill. The guy gave me change, mostly in pennies. As I raised the paper over me and stepped away, I noticed he'd given me 3 cents too.