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Final Chapter (18)  Carol Brazil Vs Alphonse Jones and The Rape Gang.
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   Carol deliberately strolled by Latifah.  The girl and her girlfriends
eyes widened at the sight of Carol Brazil wearing the School Hero's Medal
Jacket.  The Fat girls toothy smirk confronted her ever present whipping 
girl.

   "Hey Runt, Whatch'all think yo be doin'"

   Carol mimicked the black girls accent.  "I think I be minding my own
bizness.  You said black by birth or injection.  How do you think I got
this jacket?"

   For a second, two of Latifah's home girls stepped forward.  In a 
show of mutual respect, the toothy black girl stopped them.  "Naw, 
she be knowin' da rules.  Bubba knows 'em too.  Until she go alien 
on us, she be a sistah now."

   A grateful Carol couldn't believe it as several of the girls gang 
tried to make small talk and even convinced Carol how cool her hair would
look with beads and braids.  The little champion knew that this was just 
a start, but she hoped at the very least, she'd be able get to her classes
on time.  Her newfound friendships came to an abrupt halt as she asked 
Latifah for slack from her brother.

   "Listen up you little ho'.  My brother does what he wants.  If he's 
botherin' you, then you gotta stop him.  B'sides, you got de big gun now."
Carol thought to herself that the girl had no idea how big a gun she had.

   The bell rang and Latifah and her girls drifted off.  Carol knew where
she was going and continued her stroll to collect credits with her new
oversized Lettermen Jacket.  A letterman jacket that belonged to the new,
aggressive, Bubba Larren.  Her pace increased as her demeanor changed from
easy relief to anguished anticipation. 'I have do have the big gun now and
I'm gonna use it.  He's not gonna intimidate anyone when I get through
with him.'  The tiny tiger drew upon an inner peace and slowed her steps,
watching the students thin out in number as she approached the worst halls
in the school.  

  The police couldn't move in without solid proof.  The principal and his 
own agenda didn't interfere without condemning evidence as well.  The vice
principal Rodson seemed to want end the boys influence but seemed to be
waiting for someone to take a stand.  

  Carol Brazil wanted to take that stand.  Her gait became easy and yet
deliberate as if controlled by an irresistible impulse.  She knew what
was going to happen and seemed to welcome the clarity of thought.

   Her leisurely walk brought her by the same boys bathroom where she had 
almost been gangraped about a week ago.  Almost on cue, Alphonse Jones came
from the swinging door.  As always he was surrounded by two of his gang.

    "Damn girl, I don't believe it.  You must be asking for trouble comin'
round here again.  You know I owe you for the trouble you caused me."

    Carol grabbed the big letterman jacket for strength.  "Why did you have
to get Latifah to finish my light work."  Just meeting the rapist sent
chills through her.  She knew the way her body short circuited when a male,
any male began to get rough with her.  She remembered how she lifted her
hips for Tommy Davidson and swore to herself that she wouldn't do it for
this human refuse.

    Jones couldn't believe it!  The nerve!  One snap of the fingers and his
cronies literally picked her up by the jacket and carried her into the boys
bathroom again.  Instantly, the ten teens surrounded her like a pride of 
jackals.  At the same time, several younger youths flew from the bathroom
into the school hallways.  Carol recognized only one and wondered briefly
if Davidson had joined into the gang.

    Alphonse was the last one in the lavatory.  He towered over the small 
girl while he picked his teeth with a toothpick.  He flicked it away and 
took in her beauty.   "So yo' little ass came back here to finish the job, 
huh?"

    Brazil rolled her her eyes.  "What job Alphonse?  Let me outta here, I
gotta go."  Her inner voice told her to stay calm, don't give in and no
matter, just stay calm.

    Alphonse reached for his top jean snap.  His young face turned hard.
"You know what I'm talkin' 'bout you little bitch!  You owe me a blowjob!"

    Carol remained unimpressed.  Brazenly she rolled her eyes again showing
an expression of boredom.  "Give you a blowjob?  But Alphonse, really, I 
want a meal, not a snack!"  

    Jones could feel his anger welling up.  He raised a hand to slap her, 
but stopped when he saw the defiant look in her eyes.  "Feisty, still?  
Uh uh uh, I remember that look on your face when I whipped it out.  How 
you were jerkin me off and how you were going to suck me off and then beg 
for more."

    The little gymnast could feel her bullet nipples tightening and was 
thankful the jacket hid her hardening nips.  In spite of her revulsion for
Jones, his tough talk was working its magic.  She thought of her plan and 
held firm.  "That was all in your mind, Al.  I only go for men, not little
weak boys."

   "YOU LITTLE...Alright boys, put her back on her knees and take the jacket
off her little bod.  I want to fuck her on it."

   All at once, Carol lept for Jones and managed to slap him across the face
before the three boys caught her and dragged her back kicking all the while.
Gripping her arms tight till she winced in pain, They stripped the prized 
letterman jacket from her and took a step back.  Carol tried to catch her
breath noticing how her breaths were becoming jagged.  Her mind retold the
tale of her cherry busting rape that turned into a hot fuck session and
she fought not to tremble in front of the gang.  She couldn't let them see
how being forced into the sex act was affecting her.  Carol knew how she
turned into a sexual demoness when just one male forced himself upon her.
She remembered how she easily and willingly she submitted to two men just
earlier in the day.

  Jones clapped his hands once and the signal went out to his gang.  Her
thin white top was ripped from her body leaving only her thin white bra.
Carol realized that her nipples were now rock hard and raised her arms to
hide her nakedness but only succeeded in bunching her tender breastmeat
into soft bundles of flesh for the imminent gangbang. 

  He clapped twice more and the gang went for her skirt, two boys held her
while two more ripped her skirt, panties and bra from her body.  Her small
strong body tossed to and fro as her clothes were reduced to tattered shreds.
When they were done, there was not a stitch of clothing left on her tight 
little form except for her black patent leather shoes and small white ankle
socks.   Almost completely nude from the forced strip, the feelings she had
endured for the past weeks came forth again, and staggered her a bit.  The
youngster was sure a small climax was building quickly and she fought to
keep her head clear.  She knew she was supposed to scream now, but there
were so many boys there and all of them wanted her.  Not knowing her inner
feelings the same boys who had stripped her, forced her to back to her knees
and left her there trembling.

   The catcalls went from the gang as they retreated. Still surrounding her
but now enjoying the show of their well planned methodical forcestrip of the
tiny teenager with the perfect body.  Carol was humiliated as she remained 
on her knees.  But something that tiny girl hadn't counted on was happening.  
She could feel her mouth grow thick with spit and her crotch becoming sticky.
The teen beauty was becoming turned on as the boys dominated her.  If she
didn't start her master plan soon, she knew she'd on her knees chugging down
sperm all day long!

   The ringleader leered at her in victory.  He had seen too many girls in 
this same position give in to their natural hot blooded nature.   Alphonse
raised both hands like a carnival pitchman.  "Well fellas, whatcha think of 
the little girl now?"

   "Little girl, hell!  Look at those tits!  I think I'll get me a titty 
fuck first!"

   Carol turned to that boy still on her knees, she wished that he would 
stop talking and just do it to her.  Her grand plan was unraveling fast as 
her own hotblooded, slut crotched body was sending messages to her brain.  
She didn't even know she was rubbing her breasts and tweaking her nipples.
   
   "Man she is perfect!  Small, but perfect!  That little bitch will scream
when I start buttfucking her!"

    The little teen felt a small moan escape from her lips and wondered if 
she should offer up her ass.  She turned to the teen eyeing his cock, 
already taking its measure.  

   "She won't be screamin too loud with my cock stuffed down her throat!"

    Without even thinking, the little darling turned to that teen and slowly
licked her lips, while eyeing his cock.

   "Look at her nipples man!  L'il slut is getting turned on just thinking
about us."
    
   Hearing that her hands went to her apple tits and she turned to that boy
squeezing her young mammeries together to make her breasts seem fatter, 
forcing the nipples to poke out over her small hands.

   "Geez, look at that shaved snatch.  It'll be like fucking a twelve year
old with tits.  I like it!"
   
   The little dick slut moved her hand down to her crotch, rubbing her
smooth mound.  She had to stop herself from bringing her own self off.

   "Man, just look at the tiny ass!  Just at them small butt cheeks.  
I'm gonna take her doggy style!"
   
   Carol stayed on her knees, this time she had to stop herself from
going to her hands and knees.  Just thinking about being fucked in that   
position sent a small ripple of pleasure thoughout her entire body.  Her
mind was a fogged blur of lust, her body was a knot of desire and she
wanted each and every male to take his turn with her.

   Jones snapped his fingers and one by one the boys started unzipping their
pants.  Carol still on her knees, could feel her crotch becoming sticky and
wet as she surveyed the boymeat all around her.  None matched Bubba, but it
no longer mattered.  She could feel the desire welling up to bursting. A
single burning thought stayed in her mind.

   Carol Brazil needed dick and she needed it now!

   The only two who didn't expose themselves were the ringleader and the 
lookout.  The gangleader was already shaking his head in victory.  Some of
his victims simply cried and endured the gangrape, others gave in to a
deeper desire and performed each act and every command with a thinly veiled
hatred.  Few, very few actually gave in totally and absolutely.  Alphonse
could see that Carol was the last sort and now having enjoyed the cat and
mouse approached the latest introduction to his raped harem.  Swaggering
as he stopped, Jones stood before her and slowly unzipped making it a show.
He sighed as the cool air hit his dick that was already straining not to 
blow its load at the sight of his captive on her knees awaiting his every
pleasure.
 
   "Well girl, I know a hot little slut like you is dying right about now.
Start here and I'll let you have my pals here.  One by one."

   The offer was too good for his latest victim to resist and it took a
supreme effort not to immediately nod her head and tell the boys to line
up.  Carol fought back her desire with all of her might.  She knew she had
a plan to end this humilation and intimidation and it took her last bit of
willpower to force her mind not to give in to her body.  The small girl 
made sure her voice was soft as honey.  "But Al, you forget one thing about
that cock of yours."

   Jones leered down.  Damn, she was more then cute, more then darling and
he would enjoy defacing every bit of her unattainable beauty.

   "What's that honey?"

   Carol's voice suddenly became harsh "I told you, before, I ALREADY 
FLOSSED THIS MORNING!"

   Jones became enraged.  "Alright, tramp.  This coulda been easy on you.
This coulda been fun for ya.  But if big ones are all you dig.  I'll let 
Mule go first, then the others and by the time I get to you you're gonna 
beg me for more!  MULE!  Get yo ass from the door and start the proceedings 
for Little Miss Gym Slut!"

   The teen at the door peered out one more time and turned toward Carol.
"Uh sure thing Al."  He stopped a foot away from the kneeling little girl
and like the others, unzipped and let his prong snap forward.

   Carol's blue eyes went wide and her hand flew to her mouth.  Every
thought she had of some master plan disappeared at the sight the healthy
teen, aroused and exposed."GEEZ!  ITS SO BIG!"  She blurted out before she
could catch herself.

   Indeed the boy named Mule nodded knowingly.  He had come to expect
this whenever he exposed himself to some unsuspecting young girl.
While he wasn't as near as long as her boyfriend.  In fact, he was
only about six inches in length but he was every bit as thick with a
fat head that inspired both fear and desire.  He didn't hesitate.
With one he reached out and grabbed the naked gymnasts ponytail.  

   Carol was too well trained and her mouth opened instantly, as she lunged
for the teens thick cock.  It filled her mouth completely.  As always her 
eyes never closed as the more he pulled her hair, the more cock she would 
swallow as her head began bobbing up and down of its own accord!

   Mule threw his head back.  "AW MAN OH MAN, THIS LITTTLE CHICK SUCKS DICK
LIKE A PRO!"  He had seen the gorgeous honey many times and never dreamed
she'd be choking on his beer can shaft!  The fat dicked teen loved the way
she sucked him off with her eyes wide open, adoring the shaft he was 
feeding her as he held her head in place.

   The little darling was beside herself.  He kept pulling on her hair and 
she acted on instinct, sucking and licking the boys thick member for all she 
worth.  Her small hand tried without success to close around the fat peg as 
her head bobbed back and forth.  She gave up and her other hand shot out and
started a sweet rhythm of squeezing the boys nutsack while giving head to 
the first of her attackers.  "MMMMFFF!" was the only sound she could make, 
besides the small moans and whimpers that escaped from her turned on body.

   Jones waved his hands, taking control of the situation.  "HOSE! LOG! Get
in their and get her hands busy!"

   With perfect timing, the two teens forced her hands from Mules thick cock
and into her small hands.  They started the rhythm, but Carol picked it up
and kept jacking them off while sucking cock at the same time!
  
  Little Carol was being overwhelmed.  As each cock was placed in her hands
she tried to talk with the fat cock still filling her mouth.  The sounds 
came out muffled. "AWp!  OH GAW, THER AW SO BID!  AW TWEE JUS SO BID!"

   Indeed, the three boys were the most well hung of the gang.  Mule with 
his cokecan cock, stuffing his too thick prod down the well trained throat 
of the little miss while Hose came in one side, as long as his namesake with 
nine inches of dick, big, but as as wide as Mule.  And finally Log.  A boy 
second in thickness to Mule, but not as long as Nine incher in her other 
hand.  Combined, about two feet of dick were in her hands and mouth.  She 
had to keep turning her head to and fro as others impatient for their turn,
came up to squeeze her tits, rub their dicks on her supersoft skin and feel
up her tiny ass!

   Carol knew from practice that the bigger dicks DID take longer to come. 
But now the little wonder had practiced sucking from the fat five incher of 
her teacher to the enormous fourteen inch pussyprod of her boyfriend.  Her 
head bobbed back and forth handling the too thick horn of Mule.  Her throat 
now relaxed and confident jammed down the entire six inch length taking over
the pace in a cocksucking frenzy.  Time and time again, her eyes drifted 
down to the boys huge chunk of cock as his brown crispy pubic hairs would 
focus and unfocus in her beautiful eyes again and again.

    Mule himself was shaking.  He had never been handled so easily.  He had
never seen anyone take entire slab of meat down their throat, pull it out 
and then force it down again with such practiced ease. He had never had 
anyone so damned beautiful, yet with the innocent look of a little girl 
give head with such reckless abandon. He could feel his nuts tightening and 
the familiar blast that every man knows was welling up for his cocksucking 
slave.  He had already noticed that whenever he tugged on her hair, she 
would open her mouth or choke down more of his mulelike dick.  It was too 
nasty as he could see the spit flowing down her chin and her not caring.  
He was fighting with all of his might when Carols small cockjacking hands 
reluctantly left the big dicks to finish off the one in her mouth.

    "I'm losing it! aw shit it's gonna be a big load!"  Without even 
thinking of her comfort, he lifted the small girl and found he could 
suspend her from her thick black hair.

  The memories of the previous night raced back through her.  The memory
of how she loved the feeling of helplessness and the stupid grin she gave
her boyfriend as she told him how it didn't hurt and to pull her hair. Now
slightly swaying, and straining a little, Carol lifted her head wrapped both
hands around his fat cock and still jacking him inches from her gorgeous 
little face, turned her voice into honey.  "Do it, Mule!  Come for me. Cum 
on my face. Do it!"

   Mule heard the soft words, felt the soft hands and when she winked at 
him, it more then he could take!  "AAAAARGH!!! YOU LITTLE....AAARGH!"  
The first blast leapt from his cock and shot across her tanned cheek, 
leaving a streak of white cum that plastered her left eye shut!  

 His fat scrotum contracted again as he pulled her ponytail making the well 
trained little suckslut lunged for his cock and locking her lips across 
around the fat fleshy knob.  The big dicked teenager kept spewing cream that 
filled her mouth to overflowing.  Her mouth filled with jism, the excess 
leaked from each side of her mouth and flooded the passage to her windpipe.  
With her mouth filled with sperm and without an exit for the overflow, it 
backed up and started flowing from her nostrils in twin rivers of thick 
white sperm!

    The sight was the nastiest any of the boys had ever seen.  The little 
girl with her knees lifted slightly from the ground suspended by her pony
tail, her face now covered with sperm that flowed from her small mouth and 
tiny nose.  The boys on either side began shooting their loads as well, 
leaping out to cover her shoulders, and cheeks that became a white pearl 
necklace on the naked little honey.  

   Mule collasped, falling back and releasing his hold on her training tail.
The two boys also spent, stepped back to catch their breath eagerly awaiting
their turn for round two when the gangbanging would begin.  

   Carol herself, was still on her knees, trying catch her breath as each 
time she exhaled, sperm would flow from her mouth and trickle from her 
babynose.  'Mule came almost as much as Bubba', she thought.  Not enough to
knock her out but more then anyone else so far.  Her head still light,
heard the hands of Alphonse Jones clap and the boys began to line up for 
an assembly line suckoff by the little girl.  Alphonse took to the head of
the line and grabbed hold of her ponytail, lifting her from knees the way 
that Mule had done.

   Training took over and the little gymnast automatically opened her mouth.
Carol waited for Alphonse to get his muchawaited blowjob as she kneeled 
before him.  Out of breath, her little mouth open and waiting for the second 
oral rape to begin.  The sight of the little girl, covered with sperm made 
his cock harder then it had ever been before.  He tugged her hair and her 
mouth opened automatically, lunging for his dick.  He pulled away keeping it 
just out of range of her eager mouth.  He guffawed in victory!

   "Check it out, fellas!  She can't wait to choke down my dick."  He pulled
her ponytail, again and again, watching her open and lunge for his crotch 
each time.  He was careful to not let her have what she so desperately 
wanted. "See guys, I can spot 'em.  Admit it bitch!  You want to suck my 
dick, don't you?"

   Carol in shame and humilation, nodded ever so slightly.  She was too 
weak to fight him.  To turned on to say no.  Alphonse didn't hear it, but 
the tiny sex queen whispered it.  "Yes, I want to suck your dick."

   "Yeah, bitch, you want to suck me off and then beg for my friends too! 
C'mon you little gymnast slut, admit it!"

   Once again, her nipples hardened even further as she nodded again.  She
was ready to beg.  Ready to do whatever he wanted.  Her blood was boiling 
and she was just too hot to say no.  All the dickmeat around her, hard, 
youthful and ready for her to devour.  She was still on her knees, barely 
lifted from the ground, she just had no more fight left in her and worse, 
she knew he was right.  She wanted to suck them all off and then just 
be gangbanged until she couldn't walk.

   All thoughts of any plan were gone.  Gone were dreams of a wonderful
life with her high school boyfriend.  The only thoughts in her head was how
she was going to please her new master and his friends.  She had tried to
fight her oversexed nature and failed.  She had taken on three teens at 
once and all in front of the dreaded rape gang and her worst enemy.
   
   Alphonse looked down at her, waiting for her new master to take what he 
wanted.  His leer was evil and vicious.  "I told you, this coulda been easy
on yo little ass!  But you had to be tough, had to act bad.  Now you little
slut gymass bitch.  Suck my cock! SUCK MY BLACK COCK NOW!"

   Carol felt his the salty taste of his precum on her lips, but kept
her lips pressed together.  Her head moved back as Alphonse pushed hard to
gain entrance into her mouth.   When her head was battered back, the new
teen slut saw a flash in her mind.

   Bubba Larren Sr. : "You sure look like a champion to me."
   Carol started to struggle a little more.  Jones jerked her pony tail
again.  The reflex to open her mouth came, but the young girl fought the 
overwhelming urge to suck.

   Another Flash of memory
   Vince Rodson : "The girl is a champion, not a whore."  In spite of
the overwhelming urge, and her own hot blooded crotch begging her to 
give in to her attackers, the teenager held firm, feeling the boys prick 
press against her nose.  She remembered not to kiss his dickhead as it
moved across her mouth like cock lipstick.

   A final flash of inspiration.
   Bubba Larren Jr. :"I'll always love you Shorty."  The last memory
was one that did it.  It relaxed her.  Gave her strength.  Al Jones
frowned, but noticed that her demeanor had changed.  She no longer
seemed scared, horny and confused.  He gave one more hard tug on the
teen champion's ponytail and smiled to himself when Carol opened her
mouth the way she had been trained to do.
                                                       
   Al moved his dick toward her mouth and at the last instant, her small 
hand shot up and slapped his dick away as hard she could.   "OOWWW! DAMNED 
LITTLE BITCH!"

   Carol Brazil had fought back again.  The same determination that had made
her state champion brought her back from the brink.  "Never you needled dick
twerp! Never!  I just wanted you to see what you'll never have!"  She 
inhaled once and screamed at the top of her lungs!  "BUUUUUBBA!!  BUUUBA 
HELP!"   

   Alphonse pulled her hair and her mouth opened again.  She shut it but 
still she was too well trained not to lunge a bit.  Alphonse moved his dick 
toward her mouth.  He waited till it was just an inch away.  "Yo fuckin'
faggot of a boyfriend can't help yo ass now!  Now suck me, you tiny assed 
bitch!"

   With one more tug, the little darlings mouth opened, but it was the loud 
crashing sound of a door being destroyed that suddenly riveted his attention.

   Bubba Larren Jr. had arrived.  
   
   Alphonse felt a blinding pain as Carol hand made a fist and she hit his
exposed ball sack with all of her might. Alphonse crumbled to his knees in
blinding pain.   On his knees in front of the little gymnast he opened his 
eyes to see her small fist zero in on his right eye.  His head snapped back.
When he reached out, Carol was already gone from his reach.

  Alphonse tried to regain his focus.  The gangleader heard a small 
female voice sounding out clear.  "GET 'EM, BUBBA!  GET 'EM!"  There
was some more yelling and Jones heard the sound of flesh hitting the
bathroom floor.

  As his vision returned, he was terrified to see the last of his ten man 
gang in a stack of bodies piled thigh high.  Carol no longer naked now had 
her man's letterman jacket back on.  In less then ten seconds, Larren had 
made short work of his entire gang.  

  Now he was alone.

  Jones couldn't believe it.  He had no idea that the youth could show such 
ferocity as to demolish his gang in so short a time.  The gangleader looked
at the tiny girl and how she was held by the giant teen and knew that no 
matter what he said, it would turn out bad for him.  He could see the look
of triumph on the young beauty's face.

   Carol could feel victory and tears.  In one evening, she had garnered
the biggest stud on campus as her boyfriend, destroyed the terrible rape
gang and along with an "A" in her hardest class, she had gained a free ride
for her and her man for the rest of their time in school.  She had even
found a powerful ally in her teacher, Rodson.

   The soothing voice of Bubba calmed her.  "You okay honey?  What did they
do to you."

   Carol simply pointed her finger at Alphonse Jones.  Larrens baritone
filled the air.  "You touched my girlfriend?"

   Jones's mind was racing fast. Maybe he could embarass the teen and slide
out.  "Yeah, I touched her.  See she wanted a real man, not a needle dicked
muscle bound twerp."

   Carol looked up at Bubba.  "See?  He admitted it.  Beat him up for me,
Bubba."

    "Thanks Shorty, I didn't need a reason anyway."

   Jones was too slow to avoid the hulking giant.  In one step he closed
the distance, grabbing the last gang member and slinging him to the wall.
Jones could taste blood in his mouth from the sheer impact.  Almost 
certainly he had broken several ribs.  He couldn't breathe and felt frozen 
to the spot as the huge fist closed and hit him right between the eyes.

   He sank to his knees and put his hands as he pleaded for mercy.  "ST..
STOP! I..."

   Carol Brazil stood in front of Bubba holding him back.  "Wait Bubba.
I want to give him one chance to walk out.  IF he does one thing."

   Jones hands were clasped together.  "What...What can I do?"

   Carol hand moved quickly, but seemed to move in slow motion to Alphonse
Jones.  Her small hands unsnapped the top jean snap and she tugged hard 
with both hands.  Deftly she reached in extracted the giant limp member.

   "See Al, I wanted a meal, not a snack."  For the first time Carol knew
what penis envy felt as she saw the awe, fear and respect Bubba's too large
member inspired even in the gang member.  "This is what you've been calling
'microcock'.  Suck him off, Al.  Suck him off and you can walk out."

   Jones looked at the giant fist ready to strike him again.  He saw the
smirk on the little beauty as she smoothed and petted the giant black dick.
The gangleader felt vomit rush forth from the pit of his stomach.  He slowly 
leaned forward.

   "STOP!"  Carol barked.

   Bubba as always did as his little beauty commanded.  IT seemed strange
and even awkward but if Carol wanted him to make this guy suck him off as
some sort of revenge that was fine with him.  Al felt a little relief as
he obeyed his former jackoff artist.  Her voice was soft.  "Grab it first
Al.  There's plenty of room."  She pumped it a few times, loving the way
it thickened and hardened in her grasp.  

   Jones swallowed once.  He reached out but just before he made contact,
Carol barked another order.  "STOP!  FREEZE!  Look at the door Al."

   The beaten gang leader did as she commanded.  When he looked, he saw
that a group of students had heard the commotion and were watching now.
All they could see was Alphonse Jones, Leader of the Rape Gang on his knees
ready to suck off the school football hero.  

   "Say Goodnight Al."

   "huh?" 

   When he turned his face again all he could see was a smile on Carol's
lovely face and her small fist zeroing in.  A flash of pain and blackness.

   Carol shook her hand as she regarded the slumped over body of Alphonse 
Jones.  "Hmph Waddya know? Glass Jaw."

   Bubba craned his head.  "Naw, that was just a nice right cross."

   Carol hugged her boyfriend.  "Thanks, Big Guy."

   Timely as ever Rodson came through the door as Carol covered herself
with the big teens Letterman jacket.  Beside him was Tommy Davidson pointing
to the group of smashed thugs.  Behind them was school security.  Rodson's
voice barked orders to the group.  "That's right, this time we have them
redhanded take them away. Davidson, remember that could be you lying there.
Stay out of trouble.  Larren get Brazil out of here...NOW!"

   Carol scooped up the remainder of her torn clothes and scattered books.
She looked every bit the victim as her gentle giant scooped her up in his
arms.  Not surprisingly, the student body seemed to make a giant path for
the two school hero's as they left the area and school.  They could hear the
talk about she was AlMOST raped, but that Larren saved her and no, I didn't
know that Al Jones was gay!  Briefly she wondered how the story would sound
by tomorrow.


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*Final Chapter--Good Girls Finish First
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   It was late, almost midnight.  Carol Brazil sat on her bed, talking
on the phone.  "Yeah, now the whole school is sure that Al Jones is gay 
or bi or something and that Bubba kicked his ass for trying to suck him
off and for messing with me."

  Brandi eyed her brother Henry as he stood in her doorway, deliberately
staring at his crotch.  She wondered why she hadn't thought of this before.
"And you have your guy still pussy whipped, I have to admit your master
plan worked.  So do you think you have all the slutiness outta your system?
Sometimes it takes a while."

   Carol giggled.  "Well, If I ever need any meat, I can just go across the
street or have Bubba sneak in here.  I think my slut days are behind me."
Carol yawned, "I'm getting pretty tired, see ya at school tomorrow?"

   Brandi laughed into the phone. "Sure thing, goodnight slut."

   Carol giggled again.  "That's cocksucking slut to you."  She enjoyed
actually having the table reversed on their little signoff.  Hanging up
the phone and turning off her light.  She closed her eyes until she heard
a sound at her window.   She had done it too many times as they grew up
over the years.  Bubba would sneak in and they would talk.  Only now she
knew they would do a lot more then talk.

   Carol kept her voice to a whisper.  "Bubba, is that you?"

   Bubba stumbled through the window.  "Yeah, and you won't believe what I
just saw."  In one step he closed the distance between the two.  He gripped
her genie style ponytail, but stopped when she gently slapped his hand away.

   Bubba looked down at her and frowned for a second. "You refusing me
already, Shorty?"

   Carol shook her head.  "Never."  She remained silent as he watched
Bubba go to her closet and pull out a stool.  Carol understood and 
watching him kneel to help her, balanced herself perfectly.  When he
stood he was still taller, but now his idea was obvious.  A quick kiss
that turned passionate.  

   When Bubba forced himself away, Carol's eyes were still closed.  Her
grin infected him with joy.  Her soft words were a gentle caress.  "Mmmm,
that's better.  Everyday, promise you'll kiss me everyday."

   Bubba helped her step down and looked down at her.  "That is a promise
I'll be happy to keep."

   Carol watched the big teen lay down on her bed.  His large body sprawled
across large rack, denting the mattress with his frame as he rolled onto
his stomach.  She shook her head at disbelief.  Bubba Larren was just a
perfect male speciman.  Taking a moment to shut the window, she turned to
him.  "What did you see?"

      The big black buck took a moment to take in her beauty. "Your Mom! 
I'm sure I saw her sneak into my Dad's room.  I think they're doing it."

   She raised an eyebrow, "You think so?", then crawled on top of his back.
Raising up she kneaded his huge muscled back and was quickly flung from
her bed as he rolled over.  Rubbing her bum, she smiled just at the thought
of having her new boyfriend just laying there at home in her bed.  It had
taken some time, but Carol knew there was nothing better then sex with love.

   Bubba reached out his arm, grinning simply back at his one and only.
He knew that knew that his life long pal had been acting a little strange.
If only he hadn't been so scared of what she might said or thought, he 
could have experienced his first true love much sooner.  "Yeah, I'm
sure of it.  Dad never tells me anything, but now that I'm much wiser..."
He chuckled once, looked at the petite beauty and felt desire rising once
again.  "Think there doing it right now?"
   
   Carol tried to hide her smile.  "Maybe."  She was already leaning toward
her boyfriends crotch.  Her mind marveled how quickly she began tugging 
down her giant's pants.  She felt her hair being gathered up and a light 
pull.  This time she didn't stop him.  Her mouth automatically opened. 
"But they won't be the only pair."  The little darling sighed once then
gently regarded the growing, thickening penis already moving toward her
adoring gaze.  

   It was going to be another long night.

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