They were going to make love to her. It was what they had planned all along. She knew that, now. God! She also knew though that she wouldn't really re...ist them, in her heart she realized that she wanted them, she felt weak in the knees now and knew that she could no longer hold up. She felt Tim's warm hands caressing her breasts through the cloth of her bikini bra. Wildly, her body wanted it all, wanted her naked breasts to be handled, massaged and caressed, wanted the hardness of their cocks. What grade are you in?”“Ninth,” she said, feeling others’ eyes on her. She ate her pizza. She knew she was pretty; people had told her that since she was five or six.“You coming to the game Friday?”She nodded.“Can I see you after, go get a Coke or something?”She shook her head.“How come?”“I’m thirteen and my folks won’t let me date until I’m sixteen.”“Thirteen, did you skip a grade too; I’m just fourteen.”“You sure are big,” Nancy said, wondering if he was big all over. She felt her nipples. ” “Par war kuchh nahi beti, janti hai bahar ke ladke tere yah dekhkar kya sochte hain?” “Kya Mammi?” “Yahi ki haye tere dono anaar kitne kadak aur raseele hain. Wah sab tere in anaaro ka rass peena chahte hain.” “Mammi chup rahiye mujhe sharam aati hai.” “Are beti wais eek baat hai inko ladke ke munh main dekar chusane main bahut maza aata hai. Jaanti ho ladke inko chooskar bahut maza dete hain. Agar ek baar koi ladka tere anaar choos le tu tera mann roz roz chusane ko karega aur agar koi teri. At least, he was somebody to talk to, and neither one of us wanted to be bored.As it happened, the prisoner was a notorious bank robber who headed a gang that had broken him out of jails, before. Therefore, I did start back to carrying a gun on a lanyard over my shoulder. I couldn't quick-draw the pistol, but that did not affect my shooting.The prisoner was wanted for robbing an Army payroll, so he was due to be picked up by a federal deputy marshal in about a week. If his gang was going to.