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Farewell Night to Fourteenth Street.

"They are all friends of yours."

"I am not so sure about that. You know some fellows hate a fairie, and some of those boys appear very heartless. You saw how rough they were to me right on the street! If they should try to hurt me, would you fight for me? "

"Of course."

"How could you alone fight against five fellows?"

"Well, I would do the best I could, and depend on you to help me."

"Don't think of depending on me. You know a girl can't fight. All a girl can do when fellows fight is to look on."

"You could at least scream, couldn't you?"

"Yes, I could scream."

"Well, you do the screaming, and I'll do the fighting."

A few minutes after we arrived in the young man's quarters in a furnished-room house, the other five burst in. They proved to be as heartless a gang as I had ever met, although belonging to the prosperous class of society. Micturiverunt super meis vestibus atque me coegerunt facere rem mihi horribilissimam (balneum ani cum lingua, non aliter quam meretrices faciunt). Me coegerunt recipere tres eodem tempore, fellatio, paedicatio, atque manustupratio. Ultimum mihi imperatum cum adolescens non potuit facere inter femora eodem tempore. Later one who had difficulty in achieving the desired results me cocgit ad fellationem unam semihoram continuously, repeatedly punching me in the head and face because I did not do better by him. Again for a half hour continuously me