And dating girls my own age? Or women? Or whatever you'd call them? They'd get serious. They'd push for long-term relationships. And goddamn, if the m...nute you didn't get hooked up with them in a serious sort of something, the sex stopped, they'd get too damn serious, too pushy, clingy, and it was just bullshit.So I always stuck with younger girls.Funny thing, for as long as I could remember, most of the girls I'd hung out with, had fun with, fucked around with, or dated, always seemed to have. In fact they would spend the night at each other'shomes in sort of a slumber party for two. Tasha was the same age as Lisabut wasn't really into boys yet. There was this one Friday night that Tashawas at Lisa's place for one of their parties that something very specialhappened. Lisa had only one bed in her room, a double bed and both girlswould share it. But on this one special evening they would share more thanjust the bed .It started out very innocently when both of the girls gotexcited. Amy had been in touch with a former coworker of hers who was bing held against her will. Her name was Kat, short for Kathrine, and she had moved in with a bouncer at a strip club she was working at and now he wouldn't let her dance or anything.Johnson the typical ape man was keeping her locked up in his house, and beat her if she tried to escape. He did the typical controlling things that many if not most women fear in a man. Johnson would bring men home to fuck her and if she resisted she was. I didn’t know who I’d been fucked by today, he was just an anonymous cock pounding into me from behind, watching me squirm as he slid down into me, taking what he wanted then leaving me to wipe myself clean. He’d even sent the image of what we’d done to my own brother, probably anonymously. And I didn’t care anymore, I just wanted to be used more, fucked harder. I loved the feeling of being a sexual toy for them, the openness of them looking at my body all day, leering at me, feeling my nipples.