Camilla told me you raped her and gave her a STD," she said."Raped her. A STD. What the hell is a STD?" Sexually transmitted disease, clap, you probab...y got it fucking your Indian whore," she said."I didn't rape Camilla and you know it. I don't have clap, or any other STD, and never have. Why aren't you in AP classes?"Becky said, "Because you are in them."He asked, "What is really wrong?" Let go of me you big brute. You aren't going to rape me. Do I have to scream?" she said."I have no. It was one of those ‘out of nowhere’ kind of showers that came and dumped a ton of rain and then left the area.But right then, Allura, Allura Cain, was out walking her ‘Sparky’, her ‘pal’.Allura, who was 24 at the time, had always lived with her Mom, until her brother, the only other family member, moved back to the area, after a hitch in the armed forces. He settled in and got himself a job, living with Allura and their Mom.Allura, talking to her lovely Mom, had taken it as an opportunity for. He came over to where I was sitting and told me that he was suppose to meet his male friends there, but they haven’t arrived yet. Funny thing was, his ex girlfriend was there. I cannot stand this girl! She’s a slut and a whore! She will sleep with anyone with a dick and a pulse. Anyways, I told him to have a good time because that’s exactly what I intended to do. I pulled my friend to the dance floor and decided to let loose. I left Chris there, looking dumbfounded with his ex, while I. The gentleman in front of me smiled, “We’ll try to make this as pleasurable a ride as possible, Missy.” I wasn’t quite sure what to do. Scream? Push his hand away? Part of me liked the attention I was getting. Besides, I thought, ‘How far can it possibly go? We’re on a crowded bus!’ I let it go and smiled back. The hand on my bum moved upward, and I heard the zipper of my skirt as it slid with the hand. The hand moved to my thigh and the man behind me whispered, “Oh my! Sussies! You are a bit.