I guess I've always been one. Mom and dad tell me that they had trouble keeping me in clothes when I was little. If they didn't keep an eye on me, I...d be naked and didn't matter where, at home, in public, in the yard. I guess I kind of outgrew that, even though I do like boys looking at me and I enjoy being naked, I do control it now.I'm not bad looking, not a beauty, but not bad looking. Height is 5'4" and weight is 125 pounds. Shoulder length curly red hair, blue eyes, very small. We had both dressed fairly tarty, again with shortish dresses on, high heeled shoes and pantyhose. I had worn a little black dress, with a pair of suspender style tights, the ones with the crotch area cut out.This meant I didn't have to bother with the fuss of knickers. Tracey had gone for a green mini dress with tan color tights and a pair of ludicrously high black heels.The taxi driver chatted away with us as we drove out to Richie's. We told him we were going to a house party and he did his. She could still hear herself babbling, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry", as he had dragged her through room after room until they got here. "No little girl, you aren't truly sorry, not yet, but you soon will be", he had answered as he had first destroyed her clothing and then buckled her to the cross. She now lay there immobilized, scared, panting for breath. Her lips dry and her throat aching. Partly with being parched from fear and partly from holding back the tears she refused to allow. Lucky me before the point of no return we just arrived. The car stopped and all the guys being gents (or just wanna kiss on cheek a cute girl in miniskirt) wanted to get out to say goodbye. Unfortunately in the struggle to get out from that car I slipped of the lap right into the gear shifter rod. The rod penetrated into my soaking wet pussy and I felt that I was so close to that point so I just wanted to get inside my house to avoid embarrassment and just splash on the floor. As I got out I.