"Ezra," yelled Michael the moment he clapped eyes on him. "Mrs Abbotts said she saw you trying to set fire to the postbox at the end of the road last ...ight."Ezra peered up from his book. "A postbox. Made of metal, not known for being flammable!" Ezra told him in a deadpan voice."Are you trying to be facetious?" Oh no," Ezra replied with fake sincerity. "I am sure I would succeed if I tried."Michael grabbed hold of the boy and yanked him from his seat."Who do you expect me to believe, Mrs. Carol started stroking it" it's so exciting isn't it?? I could only nod" now Josie, open the top of the dress, no, better still open it completely"She baulked at this, his hand came down with a loud smack on the thigh, " now, and later you're going to be spanked hard and if Phil lets me, I'll do it"She released the belt, rears again pricking her eyes, and then opened the dress up" I've been wanting to feel these fuckers from the first time I met you" he reached across squeezing her tits. Once I could again think rationally I planned the rest of my day. I decided it would be fun to go around walking around in the park as slutty as I could make myself without getting arrested for indecent exposure. I knew there were a lot of unsavory characters there and it would be fun to see their eyes when they saw what they couldn't have. How to do it was the question.I pulled on some clothes and went to the dust cloth bag where mom would often throw things I had grown out of. I found a pair. “And yes I’m joking about you being older than me. You are older, but you have seen and done more than I have as well.”“Nah, it was just more years of being bored and learning nothing,” I said.“You seem to be doing fine. You are obviously the leader of that do good-er gang,” she said.“Well I’m not the leader of anything, but you are right we are a gang of four of five people who are trying to make a difference. That was Lucinda’s idea though not mine. I have been drifting from one thing to.