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Subject: And Three were Foolish part 10
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This is the tenth part of a complete novel. The novel was never published
so this is its first
public airing. I have re-worked some of the material and will continue to
do this on a chapter by chapter basis. The story is about three young
girls and their sexual awakening.
WARNING::: This is an ADULT story! ! !
IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF CONSENT or are likely to be offended by
graphic descriptions of an extreme sexual nature such as Rape, Incest, and
Paedophilia, then GO AWAY! !
Regular readers of my stories such as BABY SITTING and BROTHERLY LOVE will
know what to expect. IF in doubt, DO NOT READ THIS! !

To those who are looking for instant gratification, there's no such thing.
This is not a short story. I have taken time to develop the characters so
that their experiences will be more real. If you're just looking for the
sex, you've found it - but without the preceding parts it might be
difficult to follow the story.

				And Three Were Foolish

   				by  The Englishman


Part 10

"Bloody hell Lucy! That was guaranteed to get him drooling after you. And
you reckon that I live dangerously," said Allie.
"It didn't feel like that at the time," said Lucy. "I just wanted to wind
him up a bit."
Trish laughed out loud and threw her self backwards on the bed and waved
her legs in the air. 
"I'd say that you definitely wound him up more than a bit Luce. You're
going to have to be careful though - it sounds like it's getting a bit out
of hand."
"Sounds like she was getting a bit in hand," laughed Allie. "Did you find
out if anyone really was watching you?"
"Oh yes - I found out. I got a phone call that evening."
"Oh wow! Who was it?"
"Don't be impatient Allie. Lucy's telling it - let her do it her way."
Lucy gave Trish a look of thanks. She had a sudden urge to hug her but she
was afraid of what Allie would think. She was also afraid that it might
turn into more than a hug. She could still feel Trish's tongue on hers and
the thought excited her. She was sure that Trish had enjoyed their shared
secret but she felt that it was one of those things that would be spoilt
if they spoke about it
There were definitely some things that she couldn't bring herself to tell
either of her friends. Somehow it seemed all right to talk about what
she'd done with Mr Clarke and Gary - she could blame them for her actions.
She couldn't admit to them what had happened when she'd got home that
evening. There was no-one to blame for that but herself.
Her step-father was home early and she'd found an excuse to retreat to her
room, soon after tea. She wasn't in the mood for his suggestive comments
and innuendoes. She flopped onto her bed, without bothering to change out
of her school uniform and hugged her pillow for comfort. 
She'd spent most of the day confused and angry because her teacher had
ignored her, but now that she had spoken to him, she was just as confused.
He'd initiated her by force into a sexual relationship which, in one
sense, made him as bad as her step-father. She had to admit to herself
that she liked him but was that why she had enjoyed what he'd made her do?
Had he done wrong by making her face something that she must have wanted
anyway? Was it him that she wanted or was it just the fantastic feeling
that he had generated in her body? 
The only thing she knew for sure, was that now she'd discovered how good
it could feel, she wouldn't want to stop. She smiled as she recalled that
she had proved that this morning, alone in her own bed
She needed time to think about what to do. Common sense told her that it
had to be wrong. She was too young to be involved with a man of his age -
and he was her teacher. She hugged her pillow more tightly but it did
nothing to relieve the vague feeling of emptiness. She began to wish that
she had allowed her teacher to finish what he had started in the car. She
knew that it would be easy to relieve her frustration but masturbating
while she was half asleep didn't seem as bad as doing it in cold blood
while she was wide awake.
She pulled her pillow closer and wrapped her legs around it. This was how
it would feel if her teacher was making love to her. His body would be
pressed against her and she would grind her breasts against his chest as
he pushed his erect cock up between her legs. The pillow didn't have a
cock and she groaned her disappointment as she caressed the cold linen and
imagined it was her lover's muscular back. Her hand reached the bottom of
the pillow and by pressing hard through the down with her fingers it was
like she imagined a man's hardness would feel as it urged itself against
her. Her hand slid under the fabric and it felt a lot more like a cock
pressing against her thin panties demanding entry. 
She had her back to the door when it opened silently. Her imaginary lover
had just pulled her panties to one side and her finger was his cock. As
she slipped her finger inside, her step-father cleared his throat and she
froze in terror.
"What are you doing up here on your own Lucy?"
He couldn't see her hand but she knew that her skirt was rucked up at the
back. She could feel his eyes on her thighs and buttocks. She hated the
idea that he could accuse her of flaunting herself at him but she was
afraid to face him in case he guessed what she'd been doing. She mumbled
into her pillow.
"I was just resting ... I'm tired."
She felt the springs of the bed give as her step-father sat on the edge.
His hand rested casually on her calf and she shuddered in revulsion. He
seemed not to notice her reaction as he idly stroked her leg.
"It must be all that growing you've been doing. You're not a little girl
anymore."
Lucy pulled her leg away and snapped at him.
"No, I'm not, so keep your hands to yourself or I'll tell mum."
He put his hand back on her leg - above her knee this time. He caressed
her thigh as far as her panties and his fingers rested lightly on her
behind. 
"You won't tell anyone anything. You know that you love me touching you
and one of these days....."
Lucy's voice was cold. "Did you want something or did you just come in
here to molest me?"
"Your English teacher, he's on the phone."
Lucy leaped to her feet, unaware of the view of her wet panties that her
step-father had just been treated to.
"Why didn't you say? What does he want?"
"How would I know? I didn't ask."
He stroked her backside as she passed him. "Maybe he wants some of this."
"Not everyone is a twisted pervert like you...."

"Lucy, are you still with us"said Allie.
Lucy jumped, startled from her reverie. "Yeah, I was miles away"
"I could have sworn that you hadn't moved," grinned Trish. 
She placed her hand on Lucy's leg as if in confirmation that she was
indeed sitting next to her. Her hand ran lightly up Lucy's thigh.
"Yep, you're definitely here."
She went to remove her hand but Lucy put hers over it gently and Trish
left her hand where it was. Allie was too preoccupied to notice as Lucy
edged a little closer to Trish. Their thighs touched and Lucy trembled
with a feeling that she recognised only too well. It frightened her little
to think that she could be excited by another girl.
"So when are you going to get raped Luce? You're really dragging this out
now."
"Okay - okay. Where was I? Oh yes - I got home from seeing Mr Clarke and
ran into the usual aggro from the step-father."
"What do you mean aggro?"
"I told you before - touching me up and stuff like that," said Lucy.
"Anyway - I was in my room and he came up to tell me there was a phone
call for me. He said it was Mr Clarke so I ran down stairs and grabbed the
phone before Mum got to it..."

Her step-father followed more slowly, hoping to eavesdrop on her
conversation. Lucy glared at him and he grinned mockingly as he passed
her. His hand brushed her thigh and she felt hot breath on her ear as he
spoke.
"One day Juicy Lucy, one day."
She ignored him and spoke softly into the mouthpiece. "Sir?"
"Lucy, is that you?"
"Of course it is. Why are you ringing?"
Her teacher's voice was urgent.
"I have to see you right away Lucy. I know who it was in the lorry park."
The young girl went cold. So there had been someone. How much had they
seen?
"Who? Who was it?"
"I'll explain when I see you. Can you meet me? Make some excuse to your
parents?"
"Where are you?"
"Meet me in the lorry park in half an hour. You'll be all right, it won't
be dark for a couple of hours yet."
The lorry park was empty. Lucy walked around the trailer that they had
parked behind earlier. Maybe he was parked in the same place. The back of
the trailer hung slightly open but there was no sign of her teacher's car.
"Lucy?"
"Sir...? Where are you?"
"In the trailer Lucy. Make sure that nobody's about and climb up."
The young girl glanced around nervously but there was no-one to be seen.
She clambered awkwardly through the open tailgate and peered into the
darkness. She held out her hands and was relieved when she felt a
reassuring grip to steady her. The tail gate swung shut with a squeal of
rust and a light flashed into her face.
"Hello prick-teaser."
"Gary? What are you doing here? Where's....
"Where's your pervy English teacher? Is that what you mean? Well, he
couldn't make it, so I came instead."
"What do you mean, he couldn't make it?"
Gary laughed behind the torch beam.
"He didn't know he was supposed to."
"But he phoned me. Where is he?"
"Oh yes, the phone call. 'Hello Lucy, meet me in the lorry park.' is that
the one?"
Realisation hit Lucy like a cold wave. "It was you on the phone."
"That's right. Pretty good eh? I've been practising. It's a shame we
couldn't talk longer on the phone, I expect you'd have had all sorts of
sexy things to say to sir, wouldn't you?"
"What do you mean?"
"Don't act innocent Lucy - I saw you earlier. He couldn't get enough of
you - all over you he was. Please put your hands on my tits sir. Please
put your hand up my skirt sir. What a big cock you have sir. Has he fucked
you yet?"
"I don't know what you're talking about, and anyway it's none of your
business Gary."
She squinted against the glare of the torch as Gary directed the beam into
her eyes.
"After the way you led me on, you little prick tease, and then you let him
do whatever he wanted with you. He's old enough to be your father. You
turned out to be a right little tart didn't you?"
"It's none of your business Gary. Now you've had your silly little joke,
I'm going home."
"Not yet prick tease. We've got unfinished business."
Lucy turned for the trailer door but the torch went out and she was in
total darkness. She screamed at Gary to turn the torch on as she groped
for the door catch. He grabbed her wrist tightly and dragged her further
into the trailer. His free hand was on her hip. It moved down her thigh to
the hem of her short skirt and stroked her bare leg.
"Better keep the noise down prick-tease, we aren't the only ones around
here."
"What do you mean?"
"I told some of the guys to be here at seven. It's up to you. We can wait
till seven and you can try to accommodate all of them or it's just me and
I'll make sure that you're out of here before they arrive."
"What are you talking about Gary? Accommodate them for what?"
He laughed crudely and his hand moved up her leg and under her skirt. 
"Don't act innocent - not after what I saw. There's about sixteen guys
coming Lucy and they're all expecting to get laid. Trouble is, there only
seems to be one piece of pussy for all of us. You'd better decide quickly.
D'you want to be fucked by sixteen guys, or just me."
"You must be mad, you'll never get away with it."
"I am mad. I'm mad at you but you're going to make it up to me and if you
tell anyone, I'll tell them what you've been up to with your English
teacher. Think about it Lucy, sixteen guys. Sixteen cocks all eager to
fuck that lovely little pussy - and most of them will want more than one
go at you. You won't be able to walk for a month."
The terrified young girl was sure that he'd gone mad but she was equally
sure that he meant what he said. She froze, unable to move as his hand
explored her upper thighs. When she still offered no resistance, he
released her wrist and then both hands were under her skirt. Lucy didn't
try to stop him when he pushed the short skirt up to her waist and trailed
his thumbs across the front of her brief panties.
He crooned a sigh of satisfaction as his thumbs pressed, one each side,
onto the soft swell of her pubic mound. Lucy trembled violently as he
stroked the soft mound through her panties. A week ago she'd dreamed about
herself and Gary, but that was before her teacher had shown her how crude
and clumsy the teenager's style of seduction was. His arm circled her
waist and he pulled her to him. His hips ground against hers and she could
feel his erection rubbing her through her panties. 
"I assume that you've decided," he gloated. 
"What do you want me to do?" she asked in a dull voice
He shone the torch into a corner of the trailer. There was an old mattress
on the floor and he pushed her towards it. 
"Everything Lucy. Your prickteasing days are over. I'm going to fuck you
like you've never been fucked before."
"But I haven't ... I mean he didn't."
"He didn't fuck you?"
She shook her head. "I've never done it with anyone," she lied desperately
"So my cock will be the first one to get inside that tight little pussy of
yours will it?"
She nodded reluctantly. "I can't stop you but I don't want it and I'll
hate you for it Gary."
He laughed crudely. "Maybe you won't after I've shown you what a prick is
really for instead of just teasing. Maybe you'll love it so much that
you'll beg me not to stop. You might even realise what a wanker your
teacher is."
"I won't love being raped and that's what this will be."
He leered and thrust his hand roughly into her crotch. He rubbed her
crudely through her thin panties and pressed his finger into the cleft.
She trembled with shame and revulsion at his clumsy touch but he paid no
attention to her distress. 
"I don't care whether you want it or not, but you'd better start acting
like you love it or I'll leave you for the others."
She shivered with fear at the thought of what sixteen boys would do once
they lost their self control. Gary mistook her trembling for sexual
arousal and he redoubled his efforts. She whimpered softly as he increased
the pressure of his hand on her tender pussy and slipped one finger under
the hem of her panties. He probed at her crudely but there was no pleasure
for her. 
She stood passively while he tried to arouse her but she was still dry
when he forced his finger inside her. Lucy gasped with pain but he ignored
her until he pushed his finger inside her up to the first joint and she
moaned as the sharp pain knifed through her.
"I knew you'd love it, you cockteasing little bitch, but why should you
have all the pleasure. Get my cock out and we'll see how much teasing you
can do before I fuck you."
He pulled his finger roughly from her sore vagina and forced her to her
knees on the dirty mattress. The frightened youngster was relieved that he
wanted her to masturbate him. If she made him come then he wouldn't be
able to do anything else. It was suddenly very important to her that she
saved herself for her teacher. Her fingers trembled as she fumbled with
his zip and pulled it open. His erection sprang out and she was surprised
that it was so much smaller than her teacher's. 
She touched it nervously and Gary sighed with satisfaction. He undid his
belt and his jeans fell to the floor. Lucy waited as he stepped out of the
jeans and moved closer. She could smell the heat of him as he thrust his
erection towards her. She stroked the wet tip with her thumb and curled
her fingers around the erect shaft as she had with her teacher but Gary
shook his head.
"Not like that!"
The reluctant youngster looked puzzled.
"What did I do wrong? Don't you like that?"
"I can wank myself, I want you to suck it Lucy!"
She froze in horror as his words sank in. She shook her head in disgust.
"No! I'm not doing that."
He grabbed her hair and pulled her head up towards him. He tightened his
grip and she yelped with pain. 
"I said suck it. Now do as you're told."
He rubbed the end of his cock across her lips and Lucy shuddered with
revulsion as he pushed the bulbous end against her mouth. She could feel
the slippery liquid that oozed from his cock as it coated her lips and she
tried to turn away. He pulled harder on her hair and her scalp burned with
pain. There was no escape and as he pressed and rubbed the slippery tip
against her mouth, the lubrication helped him to slide the first inch
between her reluctant lips. She almost choked as he kept pushing until her
mouth was full. She was forced to move her tongue to make room for his
invading cock and, as it slid across the sensitive end of his penis, it
fuelled his eagerness. 
He sucked in his breath sharply and thrust further into her warm mouth and
then he fucked her lips slowly. She felt that she would choke if it went
any deeper and she grasped his cock in one hand to prevent any further
penetration. The added friction of her hand as he plunged his cock between
her lips, made him more excited and he fucked her mouth furiously. His
body arched as his muscles tightened and he thrust his hips forward in a
motion that Lucy recognised. He was about to come. She pulled away in
panic.
"Not in my mouth! You can't do that!"
He groaned in frustration and then suddenly smiled.
"You're right, I can't fuck you and come in your mouth."
He pulled her to her feet and his hands were on her thighs again. He
hooked his fingers into the top of her panties and tugged them down to her
knees. They slid the rest of the way and the flimsy material fell around
her ankles. The loss of her panties convinced her that he was really going
to do it and Lucy wished now that she'd let him come in her mouth. It
would all be over by now and she would be safe from what was to follow.
She shivered in the chill air when he pulled open the buttons on her
blouse and tore her bra loose. He pushed her unresisting body back onto
the dirty mattress. She whimpered softly as he clamped one hand on her
breast and her skin crawled as she felt his other hand wander freely over
her stomach and between her legs. Despite his clumsiness, the insistent
movement of his hand was enough to moisten her and he was quick to notice.
He probed her opening with his blunt finger but it wasn't the gentle slow
insertion that she had done to herself. He was quick and brutal and her
internal muscles had no time to adjust to the sudden invasion. His finger
felt like a knife and she screamed as sharp pain lanced through her belly.
Then his finger was inside her and she sobbed softly as she felt the
roughness of his skin scrape the delicate lining of her vagina. 
The youngster's abused internal muscles slowly adjusted to the callous
invasion and her tender pussy walls gripped his finger. She didn't dare to
resist in case he carried out his threat but she had no intention of
assisting him either. She lay still and tried to shut her mind to what was
happening to her body but she groaned in despair as, despite her loathing,
she felt herself grow slowly wetter in response to his clumsy groping. 
Gary grunted with satisfaction and Lucy flinched as he withdrew his
finger. He pulled her legs apart roughly. The cold air on her moist pussy
made her feel more naked and vulnerable than ever.
Then he was on top of her, forcing himself between her legs. She could
feel his hardness pressing against her as he thrust his hips roughly
against her. He slid his cock head along her wet slit and, despite
herself, Lucy felt a shock of pleasure shoot through her vaginal nerves. 
She bit back the surprised murmur of pleasure as he slipped his penis back
and forth along the sensitive cleft between her pussy lips seeking her
entrance. Then his hard cock grazed her clitoris and she was unable to
stifle the soft sigh that escaped her lips. 
He found her opening by sheer luck and wedged the tip of his erection in
her. She tried to pull away as he rammed the head of his penis against her
but there was nowhere for her to go. He pushed harder and she yelped with
pain as he entered her. He wasn't gentle or patient as her teacher had
been.
This was nothing like her half awake erotic fantasies. The pain was real
and she was forced to accept that this was really happening. He was
actually inside her body. She stopped struggling and lay limp and
motionless as her abused young body reluctantly strained to accommodate
his swollen organ. Too frightened to move, in case she added to the
stabbing pain of his presence inside her, she clenched her fists and
grunted with pain as, with each thrust, he penetrated a little further.
She felt herself stretch to accommodate him and every inch that he gained
convinced her that there was no more room inside her. There was more of
him than she had realised. 
His erection felt a lot bigger inside her than it had looked and she
wondered how much more it would have hurt if it had been her teacher's
much larger cock that was thrusting into her tender pussy.
He pushed once more and he was fully inside. She could feel his hardness
pressing against the tender walls of her aching vagina and she had to
accept that he nothing could stop him from having his way. The worst of
the pain was over but she felt a dull ache as his eager cock throbbed with
an insistent pulse inside her and despite her repugnance it felt oddly
satisfying.
 He grunted with satisfaction and then a louder but puzzled grunt of
disappointment. Lucy felt the hot rush of liquid flood her vaginal walls.
He pushed her away roughly and his rapidly deflating organ slipped out of
her. 
She stared at him in derision. "Is that it then?"
He shouted at her in anger and embarrassment. "You kept me waiting too
long. It wasn't my fault."
"So what? You got what you wanted didn't you?"
"But you didn't come. You're supposed to enjoy it as well."
"You can't be so stupid that you expect me to enjoy being raped,
especially by someone who can't even do it properly."
"It'll be better next time, I promise."
"There won't be a next time Gary. If you ever come near me again, I'll
tell everyone how useless you are."
She fumbled for her clothes in the dark and as she stood up she felt the
sticky warmth of his sperm trickle down her thighs. She had shut off her
emotions while he had forced her to do what he wanted but now the leaking
stickiness on her legs awaked her to reality. He'd taken what he wanted
and used her like an object. He'd taken something irreplaceable from her
life and it had meant no more than a moment's pleasure for him. She
realised in that moment that he had no real feelings for her at all other
than sex. Her buried anger surfaced and she hissed viciously at him. 
"I might still go to the police Gary. You raped me and you didn't even
know enough to use anything. You may have got me pregnant."
"You won't go to the police, your precious teacher would get done as well"
Lucy detected the edge of uncertainty in his defiant tone. She knew that
she had scored. She had lost the battle to keep him out of her body but
revenge was still an option. She decided to enjoy her moment of power over
her former friend.
"You can't prove anything about Mr Clarke, but I can prove that you raped
me. I've still got your disgusting sperm dribbling down my legs. How do
you think you'll enjoy prison Gary. No young girls to rape there - lots of
men who like young boys though. Maybe you'll get to find out what it feels
like to be raped."
He sounded worried now. "You can't prove it was rape. I'll say you wanted
it."
Lucy surprised herself with the speed of her response. She smiled grimly
and her voice was cool as she bluffed him.
"You can say what you like but I'm under age and that's rape."
He didn't just sound nervous now - Lucy could hear genuine fear in his
voice and she almost felt sorry for him. 
"I thought that you'd like it once we started," he said sullenly.
"And I suppose you thought that I'd enjoy all those other boys that you
arranged to rape me as well."
"There wasn't anyone else. I just said that to frighten you."
Lucy thought about what he'd said for a moment and almost laughed at the
irony of what had happened.
"Do you mean that if I'd tried to walk away, you'd have let me?"
"What else could I have done? I wouldn't have hurt you. I love you"
"So you proved your love by raping me. Very romantic Gary. You are so
pathetic."
Lucy was thrown into confusion by his confession. As far as she could see,
when men said I love you, they just wanted to fuck you. Maybe love was
different for men. Her step-father claimed he loved her but he couldn't
keep his hands off her body. What her teacher had done to her had been a
kind of rape but at least he had known how to make her climax. He hadn't
said that he loved her but then he hadn't had the chance yet. She was sure
that when he did, he wouldn't be as clumsy and selfish as Gary. As she
finished dressing, she realised that she was feeling strangely empty and
dissatisfied.
"So was it worth it Gary? Did you enjoy it?"
"Not as much as I though I would." He said miserably, "I wish that you'd
enjoyed it."
Lucy reluctantly acknowledged to herself why she was feeling so empty
inside. She wondered if she would have been as angry with him if he had
made her climax. She shrugged the question away. It didn't matter now. It
was difficult to hate Gary for what he'd done to her but she bitterly
resented him for tricking her and treating her like his personal property.
Gary was going to be taught a lesson and an idea had just occurred to her.
She knelt beside him on the old mattress and whispered softly as she felt
around the cold metal floor.
"I wish that I'd enjoyed it as well."
"We could try again." He said hopefully, "It's supposed to be better the
second time."
She found what she had been searching for. With the torch in one hand and
Gary's jeans and jacket in the other she dashed for the door. Before he
had time to react, she opened the door and jumped lightly to the ground.
She shone the torch back inside and savoured the image of him hunting for
his clothes.
"I'll let you know if it's better the second time, because it won't be
with you."
Then she slammed the trailer door closed with a violent bang. It felt like
the end of a chapter of her life. Nothing could ever be the same now and
an aching sadness filled her throat as she walked away from her lost
innocence. 

"Nice one Luce. That showed the little creep."Allie said enthusiastically.
"Not really a nice one Allie, the poor cow had just been raped," said
Trish. "You must have felt terrible Luce."
Lucy smiled her appreciation and pressed Trish's hand which was still
under hers, resting on her thigh. Trish responded by pressing gently on
her thigh and letting her thumb caress Lucy's leg unobtrusively.
"Not as bad you must have when it happened to you," said Lucy, "at least
it was someone that I knew."
She felt bad at deceiving her friends. She'd hardly been upset at all and
she still didn't know why....

She was convinced that something was wrong with her. Normal people didn't
react the way that she had. She should have been hysterical or crying. She
should have been running to the police station and telling everyone what
Gary had done to her. A normal girl wouldn't saunter along the street
wearing her rapist's jacket and swinging his jeans in time to her steps.
Surely it wasn't normal to be as calm as this after being raped. 
It wasn't as if her feelings were numbed with shock. The feelings were
there but they seemed to be the wrong ones. She felt sadness over the
taking of her most personal gift by the wrong person. She felt a burning
anger at Gary, for what he had done to her, that would last a long time.
She even felt the satisfaction of her small victory at having partly
avenged herself. None of that was unusual. 
What was unusual was the feeling that swamped all of the others.
Overriding everything was the gnawing hunger that he had awakened in her
but hadn't managed to satisfy. One thing she was very sure about. It
definitely was not normal to want sex immediately after being raped. She'd
laughed and joked about Allie being a nymphomaniac, but wasn't that how
she was behaving. A normal girl would have been sick at the thought of sex
with anyone at the moment and probably for months to come but she wanted
more.
 She almost wished that Gary hadn't been lying about the other boys. The
fantasy of sixteen boys and sixteen rigid cocks excited her hungry
imagination. She tried to dismiss the thought but the image stayed in her
mind. A long line of hard cocks waiting to thrust themselves inside her,
anywhere inside her just as long as they stilled the urgent longing in her
body. Just as long as they made her come. The picture in her mind grew
more vivid and she fought to control herself. 
She spoke out loud as she shook herself out of the daydream.
"My God Lucy! That's worse than abnormal - it's sick. What 's the matter
with you?"
A small voice inside her said, "I want to be fucked"
She ignored the voice but she couldn't ignore her frustration at being
allowed to taste the fruit but not to satisfy her appetite. She could do
something about it when she got home but she knew now that it would be a
poor substitute. It was better than nothing though. She was still sore but
her whole body tingled with anticipation. She quickened her pace but
slowed down again and grimaced with disgust as she felt Gary's semen still
dribbling from inside her and soaking her panties. She couldn't go home
like that. 
With a swift glance along the empty street she ducked into a doorway and
pulled her pants off. She wiped herself and wadded the flimsy scrap of
material into a tight bal
