After schooltime Lisa walked quickly down the old metropolis sidewalks. Everything was so fellow even the cracks and missing pieces of pavement where she had ridden her bicycle so many clock time in many summers past. The old oak tree had pushed the sidewalk sections up at odd Angle forming a little obstacle course.

Lisa smiled thinking how they would weave their way on their bikes. Crossing 42nd she remembered the summer days playing Wiffle ball on the quoin, then running to the corner memory board for a Pepsi
and a pretzl stick.

"LISA ”. dorsum to the present, Lisa looked to see Mrs. Viconti waving from her porch.
Mrs. V, I'll see you in a few minutes, I am delivering the cooky later.

Lisa raced up old brick bungalow stride. Inside she was greeted by Buster. Still spry but starting to show his age Lisa ran with him to the vertebral column door to let him out. She went out in the pace with him to urinate sure the logic gate was impregnable and headed back in, she knew he was disappointed but she had to get make, no metre to play testicle. Upstairs she bounded to her bedroom. Quickly she began to change from her high up school day uniform to her female child guide Uniform.

looking for in the mirror she was embarrassed. Still trim she was filling in. She cupped her breasts, they seemed to be getting so big. She hoped they would not become too tumid. It seemed like only yesterday……..

Her picket uniform was laid out neatly. The ovalbumin blouse, plaid dress and green waistcoat.
She changed her bra and white panties. Many of the girlfriend wore some stretch undergarment but
she liked only her step-in. Carefully she dressed finally putting on the window sash with all her patches.
She brushed out and tied her medium duration hair into a flowing pony tail. The inscrutable plentiful color of her brown tomentum and her European olive tree skin highlighted her Italian heritage.

Finally Lisa looked in the mirror one live fourth dimension. She felt embarrassed but she could see she was becoming a very attractive vernal lady. No longer the short circuit pudgy tom girl, yet she shied away from the care of the boys. She liked them but she was so busy with scouting, sports and volunteering.

Going downstairs she brought broncobuster in and got her bags of cookies ready to take out. Her mom had told her to wait for her to make out home base and not go to far from her home. The neighbourhood was changing she warned her. The 70's was bringing many alteration but this is where she had grown up.
This had been her grandparent's habitation when they came from Italy. She would be measured but this was her neighborhood.

Lisa wanted to get a head start on her manner of speaking. If she got out betimes she might schnorr up Thomas More orders. First up was Mrs. V, always a in effect customer.
Lisa, you look Sir Thomas More beautiful then ever.
Thank You. I have your order here.
Thanks my dear.
I'll be by Fri to avail with your cleansing. Bye. Lisa waved as she hustled down the steps

What a truelove thought Mrs. V., what a dear to have around.
Five Sir Thomas More check. Vito's barber shop. Tony's butchers and then a dyad houses.
Finally ! She had one more closure, out of the way so she decided to take a little short cut so she could get place and get on her homework.

She walked down the alley. In grade shoal she had a supporter who lived on that pulley-block but she had moved away. Daydreaming she call back they used to flirt soldiers, hiding up and down the alley.

HEY LOOK WHAT WE GET HERE.
Startled Lisa looked up to see three senior Shirley Temple men in the alley in presence of a garage.
Hi, I'm just cutting through to deliver cookies.
Lisa tried to move forward but they blocked her way.
Well weed wud like to buy sm too, why don't u come over to our garage and show us what yu got.
I'll stop back later but I got to bear these.
Lisa looked back and saw there were four men behind her, smiling, blocking the alley, closing in on her.

Where u going sweetie ? Don't uu want to trade some cookies.
alibi me, I have to go now.
Not so fast.

Dropping her dish Lisa made a run for it. She thought she could get by these old guys.
Almost by the men she screamed as she was grabbed and jerked back by her pony tail. Her screaming were cut off by a rough bridge player and two men pulled her into the garage. As the door closed behind her she was let go. Looking around, the garage was dirty and black and she was surrounded by the seven men. She tried to run but was pushed back.

LET ME GO. YOU CAN'T DO THIS.
Why do yu require to leav truelove. Lashkar-e-Tayyiba have some fun.
Lisa began to cry.
Please let me go, I won't say anything. Please. Please

Every direction she tried to run she was blocked, The men closed in. Lisa could sense their physical structure up against her. She could smell them. coffin nail smoke, strong drink. manpower were over her consistence. Stroking grabbing, touching, feeling, prodding. Coarse soiled hands squeezed her breast, her butt was stroked and squeezed.

Lisa felt her sport coat ripped unresolved then the buttons on her blouse.
WHOOOO, lookie at dem titites. DAT nice.
Rough hands foddled her tit, pinched her nipples, squeezed and prodded.

Fred, dis be some angelical immature shit, dats fo sho.
Cute little Guinea beef. Y, dem talians supposd to be really Hot.
Fred the Old grizzled man with a whiskers kissed her. Lisa could only cry.
I iz gon na be da first here. Lets swap sum tongue.

He kissed her hard and then drooled into her mouth.
Give me sum tongue Bitch.

Watz mater, ain't been kissed by a black man fore.

Lisa struggled but the strong hands held her.
Fred kissed her hard letting his saliva drip into her mouth. He held her mouth candid and drooled
and then kissed her pushing his tongue inside her mouth. Lisa could learn the laugh and
jokes. She tried to pull away but was held by the pugnacious coarse script of the men.

Come on and get it, little Edward Douglas White Jr. Sweetie.
Lisa was crying and trembling. How did this happen. What can she do ?

seed on honey, open up my pants and suck some of this black cock.

Lisa started to suffer it. I can't. I can't do that. please no. Not that.

SMAAACK Lisa took a slap to the mind from behind.
Yu herd da man, get to it.
manpower trembling Lisa took clench of Fred's knock, opened his pants and slid them down.
Tears were streaming down her face.

puff that cock out girl.
She pulled his shorts down to see his already hard dick.
The men were laughing and taunting her.

Oh I have never please.
It smelled so she felt syncope. His solid crotch reeked.
I have to I have to thought Lisa.
She held his prick and put it clumsily in her mouth.

Yu don't know much whitey. By yo age most dem black whore are good shaft suckers.
Slide back and Forth in your mouth.
Lisa slid her mouthpiece in and out.

consider it out and lick the head. Dats it sweetie, now lick it up and down dat dig
Got ta admit fo a tweed young woman, you are a born, dissipated learner.

Yu got that right field, naural born cocksucking young lady scout.
Maybe we can gert u new badge. Yea a asshole badge.

LITTLE COCK SUCKING MERIT BADGE

Lisa's mind was in a twirl. How did she get into this. Why didn't she listen to her Mom.
They will never let her go. Her simply hope was to go along and go for help would come.
She followed Fred's operating instructions, licking sucking.

Lisa felt molecule hitting her face.

FRED WAS EATING HER SCOUT cookie WHILE SHE WAS SUCKING HIS COCK.

NO I have to give those to my client. NO

Shut up and suck yelled Fred. His patience with the schooltime daughter was getting thin.
Lisa looked around and saw all her teaser munching on cookie and laughing.
Nuthin like eatin some practiced cookies with a bump job.

SMAAACK Lisa took another flavour. suck that cock.

WE GON NA FACE FUCKY THAT POUTY LITTLE whiteness FACE OF YUZ.
Just nother little wop whore.

Lisa took Freds dick back in her mouth. What could she do ?

Oh No No Lisa thought. She felt cocks against her head and the side of her face.
She couldn't see but the other men were jacking while they watched.
Suddenly Lisa felt the warm fluid against her forehead.

No No she couldn't believe the depravity.
I should be delivering cookie. How did I get here.
What is going to find to me. What will they do next.
Will they rape me. Not they won't. NOT That.
They'll never let me go.
I have to do what they say and wait for a chance to get away.

The cum dripped down her face with some falling on her scout clothes which she still wore if somewhat
Deshelved and torn. The clothes she kept so refined, so perfect were ripped apart and now stained with cum.

A putz rubbed against the side of her face shooting its load across her face and into her eyes.
She blinked and quit sucking.
What yu doin, get back at it yelled Fred.
Fred was eminent than he had ever been.
A lilliputian shaft sucking white girl was on her knees in front of him surrounded by his old friends.

A hand pulled her fountainhead by trot tail to the side and a dissimilar declamatory inglorious cock was thrust into her mouth. Lisa could hear the laughing and mockery as the gumshoe pushed in her small mouth.
The cum shot in her mouth as she choked it back out running down her backtalk and onto her clothes.

Dats it Grady, niceload fo da whore.

Fred grabbed her read/write head back and she was forced to suck his prick again. Again she felt cum
splash against her face from the men around her.

roll in the hay trumpery. Whore. Little snatch. wop cunt.

Fred was getting the gust job of his life while his friends took turns cumming on the girl.
Cum dripped down her face as finally Fred shot his load down her throat.
Fred smiled and and laughed as she spit up his semen over herself.

Lisa's trot bottom was grabbed from rear. Her brain was held tightly as one of her abusers held his cock against her face and started to spend a penny on her. The sensationalistic flow rolled down her human face and over her young body.

Lisa who had been so punctilious about her tone and clothes was streaked with cum and soaked with piss. When the first guy was finished he slapped her face.

Smart small Dago, not so hot now.

Two others stepped up. Sir Thomas More piss covered her head.
Everyone took a turn. Lisa's face was red from being slapped by the boisterous big hands.

Why are you doing this, I did everything you wanted. ?

What are we gon na do with this petty cunt ?
My son Lamont is coming over to ask her. He has a shop down by the river.
Get her otta here before the bull start looking.

Please let me go. I won't say anything. I would be too embarrassed. Please take heed.
Ha Ha, laughs all around. I wann get sum of dat sweet pussy before Lamont get here.
Yea, Yea. Lets take up to see who goze first. Gon na be some nice crocked jack dat fo sho.
cant wit to fuck that sweet shit.

They made the little bitch kneel on the floor. Her once spotless uniform was tattered and stained.
Her pretty brown hair was matted with pass water and cum. Her once pouty young face was red
from being slapped and mouth fucked.

TO BE CONTINUED