Boldly she wandered through the patchy gorse, here and there small tents, some real but cheap tents, some just plastic sheets, some cardboard or corru...ated iron, from at least one, a pair of enquiring and suspicious eyes followed her progress. Central to the camp alongside the railings of the dairy was an old oil drum, flames issuing from the top and a number of scruffy men, were sitting round it, passing round a shared bottle of some sort of spirit. Boldly she approached the fire and said, “hi. “A carpenter uses every tool in his toolbox, Eddie. If all he ever uses is a hammer, then all his problems must be nails. If my only tool were Tyrone then eventually your butt would chap, and you would get used to him. He wouldn’t be very effective would he, Eddie?” she asked me.“No Ma’am,” I answered and hoped she didn’t want me to elaborate.“I also use corner time. You have to learn patience. You wait, and you can’t go have fun and play. You sacrifice your time in exchange for that bad. When I looked up again, she was just staring at me, so I took the coat from her, put my hand in hers, and started towards the entry to the building.She didn't say anything, just came along quietly with me, still smiling, and skipping a little. Okay, maybe she was drunk.We got into the building without incident, and slowly clambered up the one flight of stairs, stopping now and then for no apparent reason, and once, reasonably enough, to remove her shoes.Getting inside the apartment was a whole. She became the neighborhood bicycle –everyone could have a ride. She had males from 12 years old to guys intheir 20’s while she was still 11. By the time she was 13 she’d had 48 cocks in her pussy, over 60 in hermouth, and 24 up her ass. 4 of the men were much older and married. I wasto find out later that she tried to stop when she was 14 but a group ofboys got her drunk in one boy’s basement and they took pictures of hernaked, sucking, getting fucked, taking cocks.