It wasn't pleasant, and I don't particularly like talking about it, but if I can get you off your damn gender horse by talking about it, then I suppos... it's worth it."Dr. Abrams looked at him in stunned disbelief. "You're a rape victim?" Yes, I am. Last January, behind Thompson Hall. Four guys beat the living daylights out of me, and then one of them raped me. I just testified in the trial last week." Do you know why this happened, I mean, what was the motive?" Oh, it was a gay-bashing. I'm not. Aline viewed her best friend with envy. Karen easily chatted and flirted with Andy while looking very cute and petite. She had dark hair and eyes along with a quick wit. Karen had the kind of confidence that Aline could never come close to having. Even though Andy was only a recent member of the local swimming team, Karen had easily and quickly charmed him into a boyfriend relationship. Meanwhile Karen could sense that her good friend had turned sad, and she could guess why. Karen liked to have. His hand slipped from my mouth, the two of us sighing in unison as he finally pulled his flaccid cock from my slit. My sigh turned into a satisfied moan as I felt a flood of my juices and I imagined Paul’s seed gush out of my abused pussy and run down my thighs as if a cork had been pulled from a bottle. The hot liquid ran down as far as my knee, quickly cooling and causing an eruption of Goosebumps to spread across my flesh.I tried to stand but my legs refused to obey my commands and I. I thought that was payment enough.”I chewed my food and thought maybe Mr. Burkle fucked me because Mom would never go out with him. It made me mad that he was living out his fantasy through fucking me and flattered because it made me think I must be better looking than Mom had been at my age.“Mom?” She looked up. “Yes?”“How long does Mr. Burkle need to help me?”“Well, I don’t know…Until your grades improve I guess. Don’t go over there without calling him first. He has a lawn mower shop to run.