Then they dressed and hauled her down to their school where the Hitler-Jugend group was meeting in the gym. In the next hour a dozen boys and two youn... men used the girl, often two at the same time, and when the meeting ended the general’s boys were praised for providing the entertainment. Then they stood, saluted the Fueher’s picture and sang the Horst Wessel song while Melissa vomited in the washroom.On the way back to the house, Melissa stumbled and moaned, and the boys moved to her sides,. Powerful vibrations caused my car to tremble slightly as my victorious opponent let out the clutch and brought the monstrous behemoth to motion. The driver averted his eyes from me, glanced briefly at the road ahead and then he looked back in my direction. His eyes were laughing and then he gave me a saucy knowing wink. I watched fascinated, smiling stupidly as my admirer slowly pulled away, his gaze still fixed on his mirror. I couldn't deny the ego boost his attention was giving me and felt. I tried to comfort her in my clumsy male way."Vee, please remember that we're your friends, and if you need us, we'll be here for you." Thanks, Jon, I know that, I can tell that you all care about me, and I do appreciate it. Blame my hormones! And please keep going at that knot by my shoulder blade, it's almost exquisite agony, but it feels so much better already."I continued with my massage, feeling her trying to relax her body, even though I knew that the hard pressure of my fingers must be. You can't be replaced, nor can Dixie or Morgana or Buster. Monty can't be replaced either, but he is fast enough to dodge most trouble. Monty is the hero who saved all those girls at the A. Z. Rosenbaum Academy for Girls. Okay, Monty is close enough." Hank," Beverly suggested, "put on something. They're little girls."Hank had pulled out a fat-barreled handgun with an ergonomic grip and a cube at the rear. He looked up from his weapon at Beverly, a puzzled expression on his face. Tornado nipped.