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Previous : The Girl Scout-1 ; The girl Scout-2 Daddy ; The Girl guide -3 The Tool Man ;
The Girl sentinel - 4 Tag Teamed ; The Girl Scout -5 Die Bitch Die ; Girl Scout 6 -Cum Faced
The Girl Scout-7 HOGTied ; The Girl Scout -8 acquiring to Know You ;
The young lady scout -9 Sleeping Beauty ; The young woman Scout - 10 Work It good
The Girl sentry -11 twinkle Out squawk ; The Girl Scout-12 Doctor Rosen
The Girl spotter -13 Papa and grand Daughter
The miss Scout -14 test inferno
The Girl sentry -15 Training and fosterage
The missy Scout -16 party
The missy Scout-17 The Great escape




His optic were glassy but seemed to retain that surprised look.

Lisa had waited along sentence for her moment. It went back to her crowd Brassica napus from
Lamont's nephew and his Quaker. She had not been locked up properly
and when she was left alone she was able to find an extra key Lamont used
to lock up her string. She also found a tongue to veil by her bed.
She couldn't find out a way out because everything was locked up.

She had waited for the correct prison term. Lamont would unlock her but it would be hard to
catch him by surprise.It was hard but she was affected role.
Malik coming had forced her paw. He would have killed her.
Getting on top of her at the bed gave her the perfect gap. She used the knife
like her Dad had told her. Don't hesitate, no regrets.

Lisa quickly looked for clothes but could only find some of the"whore clothes"Lamont made her weary
so she quickly washed and dressed. She had the key that somehow Malik had gotten to let herself out.
She found some old shoes and put on a pelage

What was outside ? Where was she ? Where would she find supporter ?

Lisa struggled to give the threshold. The lock would not unfold. Panicked she struggled pushing and pulling
No No. Please open air.
Finally she was outside, first time in over a class. It was moody with only faint building lights in the iniquity alleyway. She stumbled in the dark luminousness breathing the fresh air. The street was an old storage warehouse
The empty Street was littered with only a couple abandon auto as she walked along having no idea where she was going. Lisa heard a car behind her approaching slowly. Finally, she looked back to see an old Cadillac moving slowly down the street from behind.

Hey cunt, How Much.
NO NO you got it wrong.
Hey whore, how much.
I am not a whore, you don't understand I….
You look like a screw Whore.
Lisa started to walk faster and faster.
sweetener gripe don't be hard to get. Maybe we should take some.
Come ON sweetie. The car room access opened and a man jumped out.

Lisa ran down a slope alley.
Fucking bitch. whore. come on back.
The horn blew and they drove off.

Lisa could not believe it. Had the world gone mad ?
She ran down the alley making sure enough to get away from the Cadillac.
She ran and ran. She could not be taken again.

John L. H. Down the alley she ran to a cross back street. Blue spark flashed, a siren beeped shortly
and a dapple light lit up her path.

The Police. OHHH. Finally, it was over. Oh OH. Lisa could not believe the relief.
She ran to the squad car and the burly sergeant. She saw his name tag, O'Malley,
a name she would never forget.

Oh am I glad to see you, I am….
Slam, she was pushed up against the fender of the car.
I gruff voice rang out.
You know the drill, up against the hood.
What, time lag.
Not going to discourage you again.
Stammering Lisa leaned against the car.
She felt the billy club up against her thighs.
Come on spread them. Don't tell me the prostitute is shy.
waiting, you don't understand.
Shut the fuck up. Barked O'Malley and backed it up with a inviolable poke in the ribs.

Another car pulled up. Hey O'Malley what you got now.
Just another Whore, looks like a greaser down from Taylor Street.
ass Wap's have no shame, coming down here selling their ass.
Wait, listen, Please, You don't………….
SMAAACK. Lisa took a whack to the psyche.
Told you to close your WHORE mouth up.
A black hood was pulled over her head. They called it a"Tune-Up"hood
used when they had to paw out a lilliputian street justice to the brothers.

Hooded up against the car she felt the manus up and down her thigh's.
Then the hired hand were up and down across her breasts.
Hey Sarge, you sure you checked her good.
No, he laughed, you boys better check too.

Two sets of manpower worked their way up and down her body.
Lisa was shaking, trembling. How could this materialise, this is the police.
She tried to explain but her plea's were only mumbles under the hood.
Her lady of pleasure shorts and panties were ripped off. Then her coat, top and bra.
She was au naturel except for the hood.

The two pig ran their hands all over her body.
This kick is shaking Sarge, you think the whore would be used to this.
She is Loretta Young, still learning. Yea well she is gon na get a deterrent example today.
One cop squeezed her tits while the other pushed his fingers inside her.

Sarge, this one sweet piece of ass you found her.
Yea, she just walked right into me. Fucking Whore's are not too smart.
Dumb fucking cunt, she is lucky the buddy didn't fade her up.

Lisa was pulled across the alley.
The handcuffs clicked cockeyed on one radiocarpal joint and then wrapped around an old pole
then the early radiocarpal joint was fastened.

Ok, spread those legs. O'Malley grabbed her ass cheeks.
Lisa kicked out, struggling. NOOOOO she screamed under the hood.
AHHHHH. The night stick rapped her ribs.
beef, spread those legs and sustain them there or I'll cleft some ribs
and make love you with this baffle instead of my cock.

Lisa leaned forward handcuffed to the pole, naked, hooded in the dark alley.
O'Malley spread her brass. fountainhead boys, who is going first.
let flip for it Sarge. Ok.
First guy to only get Tails goes first.
Sarge slapped the bitch Ass. That's the tooshie you get.

Oh, look Sarge, the poor niggling Whore is shaking.
She should induce thought of that before she came into my district.
They all laughed and flipped their coins.

head word, Heads, Tails.
screwing You O'Malley, you are offset again.
Yea sick of your marshy secondment.
son you like it, fucking a pussy with my cum running out.

O'Malley squeezed her ass cheeks.
Gon na fuck this Guinea bitch good. She should have got stayed up on Taylor Street
with the eternal sleep of the gumba's.

READY FOR SOME STREET JUSTICE, WHORE ?

Lisa started to impress her legs, her stifle were buckling.
squawk, I told you restrain them spread wide, you won't like it if I have to improvise.
Sarge slapped the kick ass on each cheek.
Look at that son, jiggle real dainty. Like them RED.
Come on Sarge fuck her already, we are loaded already.
Yea fuck that puss already.

To Be Continued