We would text each other as things happened. She dressed in some shiny black pantyhose and a pair of matte black faux leather shorts. They were tigh... over her ass and thighs. She wore a sheer black bra and a sheer white blouse. You could almost see her nipples through her clothes. Her blouse d****d low enough to not quite cover her ass. She looked tantalizing. She was nervous. I told her that outfit would surely get her fucked which did not calm her nerves. I made her a drink before she left. I was now 14 and had been going with a guy from school, for a few weeks, Alan was cute and he was into everything at school, one evening we were, sitting in my bedroom when he asked me if he could kiss me, I nodded my head as his soft lips touched mine, my body tingled as the warmth of his lips made me feel good, I could feel my nipples go rock hard as his hand touched my thigh.“Do you know how to give a handjob” Alan said “yer cause I do derrrrrrrr” I smiled “I suppose you want one then”? Alan. There she was, the long lawn chair having dropped half to the ground, her body bent over backwards, her ass in the air with her legs pushed back against her body. The poor little girl left in the perfect position for violation. Which as she felt the heat of her attacker’s cock against her young, hairless pussy, the girl knew was to be her fate.Screaming incoherently, the teenager thrashed harder, but found her wrists quickly grabbed and pinned down, the man obviously no stranger to the act of. I wanted to get out of there.I shoved clothes into a plastic grocery bag and grabbed a paper and pen. I couldn't wait to get over to the Lawsens' house. Everything seemed so small and cramped at home.I wrote a note to my mom at my desk, explaining what had happened and how I was gonna spend just one more night at the Lawsens'. I told her I loved her and that she could call me over there if she needed to. I dropped the note on her night table and gave her one more kiss. Still she never woke.On.