Four days later, I stood shivering in the doorway of a butcher's shop in John Street, just off Edgeware Road, among a group of equally frozen and bore... Bow Street Runners. We were watching a house in Cato Street rented to a member of Thistlewood's group. I supposed Thistlewood gave himself the sobriquet of 'Cato' as reference to the place where most of the meetings of the Spencean Philanthropists took place.Other Bow Street Runners, and a magistrate, also watched and waited, but in the warmer. “I’m going to ram my dick in your tight pussy...that’ll fucking teach you,” Drake growled. He placed me on my hands and knees and ripped my clothes off. I heard him shuffling about behind me than he rammed his dick inside me. I groaned and nearly buckled but he held my hips tightly. One of his hands snaked round my waist and he massaged and pinched my clit roughly. I nearly screamed and Drake just kept thrusting into me. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the front room and. The next day In class i wasnt with it, to many things going through my mindit seemed like all the boys were looking at me , knowing what happened, I wish i had dressed differently, black skirt, white dress shirt with a pullover sleeveless sweater, it was tight fitting ,I knew my nipples were showing just from thinking so much about the night before I finally made it through the day, decided to stay and mark a few papers, then there was a knock at my door, it was jeff "can I talk to you miss. He spread his knees, and pulled her back trying to get her to sit down on his cock. Shelly was facing down the hallway looking in my direction. I could swear she was looking up to see if she could see me. With dad’s hands guiding her hips, he steered her back directly onto his waiting pecker. Shelly reached between her legs spreading herself some to get it started in. Rolling her hips a little, she slowly sank down in his lap. Ray had gotten up, and was taking off his clothes..