Well, now that mom was gone as well, she decided to rough it a bit because she was too young to get a job without proper identification and no wardrob... to speak of at all. The deserted pier warehouse had hardly a single pane of glass window that wasn't broken by enthusiastic vandals a long time ago but there were a few corners inside that stayed reasonable dry even in wet weather. The rats were a problem but it was a minor one because she knew enough not to bring in any food to her sleeping. I had spent most of it avoiding the immagration officials, as a Bengali girl of 16 all on my own and with no papers I knew if I was caught I would be deported. It had rained most of the day and I was wet and to top it all I had had a run in with Steve and his mates, Steve was 18 a right hard nut who ran a gang of teenage thugs, all were racists. They had seen me in a carpark where I was begging and gave me the uaual racist taunts I had managed to slip away when a lorry came in and was between. Why don't you take it off, eh?" I don't want to," James said, still sticking his ass out at the man. Tears welled up in his eyes. "Please. Don't make me."Kyle rolled his eyes - the fucking fag was so pathetic. "Come on, you got underwear under them, not like it's so bad. Strip 'em off for me, or do I have to come down and make you do it? If I have to make you, you better believe I'll be fucking you right up against the bars where everyone can see."Trembling, James peeled himself away from the. Alex wanked himself to become hard again, and I slipped the condom onto him. Are you ready, Jake? he asked. I knew what he meant and I took no time to think about it. Yeah I guess so. I responded. I stepped out of my boxers, and moved over to the bed. I sat on the edge and laid down. His bed is pretty tall so it was a perfect position to fuck me in. Someones eager for a pounding! But I wont just fuck you. Alex said with an evil grin. Why not!? I protested. Beg. he responded. I sighed. .