Instead of walking together, I would just go to her house and play. My mom and dad were great parents, if a little clueless of my emotional state. As ... complained more and more about the bullying, I was told never to fight, but tell a grown up. Yeah, Right. I had been trying for a whole year.One day, five boys trapped me in the woods on a footpath leading to Korkys house and beat the piss out of me. Literally. I wet my pants. I tried to hold it all in, but by the time I made it, limping, I was. I could tell he was looking at me differently. He was almost smiling. I turned away from him, looking at the raised designs on the big brass cash register in front of him."She doen't look old enough but she sure has the right equipment." He said, eyeing my tits through the thin material of the tank top. I could feel my nipples hardening under his gaze and I was tempted to cross my arms over my chest. I held my hands behind my back to keep from doing that."She's old enough," said my dad, "and. "And it wasn't. There it was. Smithfield Road and Smithfield Market."CAVALIER COSTUMERS & FITTINGS" turned out to be a small shop situated at the rear of the market. In its windows, there were various novelty and more traditional outfits and costumes on display that could often be seen at hen parties, stag nights, cosplay or dressing up events. But I had no interest in those types of costumes. I was looking for something more specific. Something a little out of the ordinary.Both my friends gave. "She looked at the lawyer briefly then back to me."What I mean is, do you plan on suing the district." No, ma'am."The lawyer looked pleased but Mrs. Polaski looked concerned."Really? I had heard there was some kind of settlement negotiations happening between the boys involved, and you. We were certain we were the next people your lawyer was going to turn to."As she was saying this, the lawyer was trying to wave her off."It's not like that, ma'am. They approached us about a settlement ....