»From now on watch what you say, babe«, he growls, »you definitely have to learn some manners!« I'm completely confused as I hang there like a sip...of water. The shed is full of saddles and bridles - it smells quite nice from leather grease, lucerne hay and horse apples. »You can't...«, I want to say, but I'm very aware that he can. He grabs a riding whip from the wall and walks around me as if on an inspecting routine whilst buying a horse. »You've got a boyfriend, babe?« »Yeah!«, I answer. She offered her creamy breasts to him, and he began sucking on them as she moaned loudly in passion. After a few minutes he slid his hand inside her panties, playing with her pussy. His other hand played with her firm ass cheeks as he slowly worked her panties down till they fell around her ankles. Joyce jumped when he penetrated her with his finger, and I could soon tell from her gyrations and loud moans that she was cumming all over his fingers. They kissed again, and he told her to sit on. They never stopped they were constantly picking on me. With no real friends around me at the time it made it easy for them to take advantage of me. And even if some of the other kids saw them picking on me they wouldn’t do anything because they just thought I deserved everything that was happening to me. I was practically going down to the Principles office almost every day crying about how the boys would corner me in the hallways and in my classrooms and would touch me all over my body. It. .. from around here, I mean." Yep! Mah whole life in this place ... can you imagine?" she giggled again and gestured grandly at the street, full of shoppers and families."Summer ends; they all go home. Gets boring 'round here come September. So I try to have fun while I got people to have fun with. Want to?" She winked at me and grinned, showing perfect white teeth against her coral lips." ... to what?" My heart skipped several beats. She didn't mean..."To have fun, silly! C'mon. I'll buy you a.