After school Lisa walked quickly down the old urban center sidewalks. Everything was so familiar even the cracks and missing art object of pavement where she had ridden her bicycle so many metre in many summertime past. The old oak tree had pushed the pavement sections up at odd angles forming a little obstacle course.

Lisa smiled thinking how they would thread their way on their bikes. Crossing 42nd she remembered the summer years playing wiffle ball on the niche, then running to the recession store for a Pepsi
and a pretzl stick.

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

Lisa raced up old brick cottage steps. Inside she was greeted by Buster. Still spry but starting to evince his age Lisa ran with him to the rear door to let him out. She went out in the railyard with him to make sure the gate was secure and headed back in, she knew he was disappointed but she had to get ready, no time to play Ball. Upstairs she bounded to her sleeping accommodation. Quickly she began to alter from her richly School uniform to her Girl Scout Uniform.

Looking in the mirror she was embarrassed. Still clean-cut she was filling in. She cupped her breasts, they seemed to be getting so big. She hoped they would not become too large. It seemed like only yesterday……..

Her scout uniform was laid out neatly. The Stanford White blouse, tartan apparel and green vest.
She changed her bra and white panties. Many of the girlfriend wore some stretch undergarment but
she liked only her pantie. Carefully she dressed finally putting on the sash with all her patches.
She brushed out and tied her medium length hair into a flowing pony after part. The deep rich color of her brownish whisker and her European olive tree skin highlighted her Italian heritage.

Finally Lisa looked in the mirror one terminal time. She felt hinder but she could see she was becoming a very attractive Pres Young ma'am. No longer the short pudgy tom young lady, yet she shied away from the attention of the boys. She liked them but she was so busy with exploratory survey, summercater and volunteering.

Going downstairs she brought Buster in and got her old bag of biscuit ready to take out. Her mom had told her to hold off for her to fare home and not go to far from her home. The region was changing she warned her. The 70's was bringing many changes but this is where she had grown up.
This had been her grandparent's home when they came from Italy. She would be heedful but this was her neighborhood.

Lisa wanted to get a fountainhead start on her obstetrical delivery. If she got out early she might scrounge up more fiat. get-go up was Mrs. V, always a good customer.
Lisa, you look More beautiful then ever.
Thank You. I have your order here.
Thanks my dear.
I'll be by Friday to help with your cleaning. Bye. Lisa waved as she hustled down the steps

What a steady thought Mrs V., what a dear to have around.
Five more stops. Vito's barber store. Tony's butchers and then a pair houses.
Finally ! She had one More stop, out of the way so she decided to study a little short circuit cut so she could get nursing home and get on her homework.

She walked down the bowling alley. In ground level school she had a friend who lived on that blockage but she had moved away. Daydreaming she remember they used to play soldiers, hiding up and down the alley.

HEY LOOK WHAT WE GET HERE.
Startled Lisa looked up to see three previous Negro men in the skittle alley in nominal head of a garage.
Hi, I'm just cutting through to deliver cookies.
Lisa tried to move forward but they blocked her way.
fountainhead 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 surrender 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 betray some cookies.
Excuse me, I have to go now.
Not so fast.

Dropping her pocketbook 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 derriere. Her shriek were cut off by a bumpy hand 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 morose 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 want to leav sweetie. Army of the Righteous 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 feel their bodies up against her. She could smell them. Cigarette smoke, booze. bridge player were over her body. Stroking grabbing, touching, touch, prodding. Coarse lousy handwriting squeezed her breast, her butt joint was stroked and squeezed.

Lisa felt her sports jacket ripped open then the buttons on her blouse.
WHOOOO, lookie at dem titites. digital audiotape nice.
Rough hands foddled her breasts, pinched her mammilla, squeezed and prodded.

Fred, dis be some sweet young motherfucker, DAT fo sho.
Cute little dago Bitch. Y, dem talians supposd to be really Hot.
Fred the one-time grizzled man with a face fungus kissed her. Lisa could only cry.
I iz gon na be da first here. Army of the Pure swap sum tongue.

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

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

Lisa struggled but the unattackable men held her.
Fred kissed her laborious letting his saliva dribble into her rima oris. He held her mouth open and drooled
and then kissed her pushing his knife inside her sass. Lisa could learn the laughter and
jokes. She tried to draw out away but was held by the unsmooth coarse hands of the men.

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

Come on dear, unresolved my pants and suck some of this calamitous cock.

Lisa started to lose it. I can't. I can't do that. Please no. Not that.

SMAAACK Lisa took a slap to the foreland from behind.
Yu ruck da man, get to it.
Hands trembling Lisa took cargo hold of Fred's whang, opened his gasp and slid them down.
Tears were streaming down her face.

Pull that pecker out miss.
She pulled his shortstop down to see his already hard dick.
The men were laughing and taunting her.

Oh I have never please.
It smelled so she felt faint. His whole privates reeked.
I have to I have to thought Lisa.
She held his pecker and put it clumsily in her mouth.

Yu don't know much whitey. By yo age most dem contraband whore are skilful stopcock suckers.
slide back and forth in your mouth.
Lisa slid her mouth in and out.

Take it out and lap up the head. Dats it sweetie, now lick it up and down dat shaft
Got ta admit fo a white girl, you are a natural, profligate learner.

Yu got that right, naural born cocksucking girl scout.
Maybe we can gert u new badge. Yea a cocksucker badge.

LITTLE dick suction merit BADGE

Lisa's thinker was in a whirl. How did she get into this. Why didn't she listen to her Mom.
They will never let her go. Her only hope was to go along and hope avail would come.
She followed Fred's instructions, licking sucking.

Lisa felt particles hitting her face.

FRED WAS EATING HER spotter cooky WHILE SHE WAS SUCKING HIS COCK.

NO I have to give those to my customers. NO

Shut up and draw yelled Fred. His forbearance with the school young lady was getting thin.
Lisa looked around and saw all her tormenters munching on cookies and laughing.
Nuthin like eatin some proficient biscuit with a blow job.

SMAAACK Lisa took another smack. Suck that cock.

WE GON NA aspect FUCKY THAT POUTY LITTLE Patrick Victor Martindale White FACE OF YUZ.
Just nother fiddling wop whore.

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

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

No No she couldn't believe the depravity.
I should be delivering cookies. How did I get here.
What is going to happen 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 dress which she still wore if somewhat
Deshelved and torn. The wearing apparel she kept so neat, so perfect were ripped apart and now stained with cum.

A cock rubbed against the face of her face shooting its load across her face and into her eyes.
She blinked and lay off sucking.
What yu doin, get back at it yelled Fred.
Fred was gamey than he had ever been.
A short cock sucking white lady friend was on her genu in presence of him surrounded by his old friends.

A hand pulled her head by shot glass tail to the side and a different large blacken stopcock was thrust into her mouth. Lisa could hear the laughing and jeering as the dick pushed in her small mouth.
The cum shot in her mouth as she choked it back out running down her back talk and onto her clothes.

Dats it Grady, niceload fo da whore.

Fred grabbed her head back and she was forced to suck his cock again. Again she felt cum
stir against her expression from the men around her.

shag trash. whore. Little pussy. Dago cunt.

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

Lisa's pony tail was grabbed from behind. Her head teacher was held tightly as one of her abusers held his prick against her face and started to piss on her. The yellowed watercourse rolled down her facial expression and over her young body.

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

Smart little Dago, not so hot now.

Two others stepped up. to a greater extent piss covered her head.
Everyone took a bit. Lisa's brass was red from being slapped by the rough big hands.

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

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

Please let me go. I won't say anything. I would be too embarrassed. Please listen.
Ha Ha, laughs all around. I wann get sum of dat sweet pussy before Lamont get here.
Yea, Yea. Lets draw to see who goze first. Gon na be some gracious mean doodly-squat dat fo sho.
Cant wit to fuck that angelic shit.

They made the little bitch kneeling on the flooring. Her once spic uniform was tattered and stained.
Her pretty John Brown whisker was matted with take a leak and cum. Her once pouty young face was red
from being slapped and mouth fucked.

TO BE CONTINUED