"When night fell and she was still not back and we got worried, turns out we were right to be."
"Turns out she was arrested by the cops, somehow on one of our old jobs Kelly got recognized from before I even knew her and after running into her in the street the police arrested her."
"Sometimes lady luck is just a bitch, and she was to Kelly that day, Kelly got sent off to juvenile detention, no idea for how long but I never saw her again."
"After that the crew split, Kelly was the glue that held us together and we all knew we could not risk being in our normal locations in case they somehow got her to talk, I knew she would never talk but others did not trust anyone even the person who led them for years."
"So with the crew abandoning ship I also left and went out on my own, I had learnt street smarts by this time from Kelly and the others so I only took the small jobs never anything too big and it was this time I learned some skills like playing the piano and to cook with the few ingredients I could barter or steal or get out of garbage bins."
"Yes, I took food out of garbage bins, sorry if it appalled by it but I did what I had to, to survive."
"So, I learnt the piano from this nice old lady who ran a music shop, I passed her shop every day as I did my rounds looking for food or something to lift of a mark. We always greeted each other as I passed her and because she was one of the few people who showed me common courtesy, I never robbed her and in fact helped her when she needed it."
"One day she asked me why I did not get a real job and so I explained how I grew up in an orphanage and what happened after."
"I don't know if she felt sorry, or wanted to help, or was just bored but she offered to teach me to play the piano for free and advised I could use it to find some work in some restaurants where they play music or some place."
"So, she taught me and was impressed at how quickly I picked it up, a few months later she said my skill was passable enough to find work in the cheaper places that had people playing the piano."
"So, she gave me an old suit, must off belonged to her late husband because it stank of cigarettes and alcohol and sent me to find a job."
"It took me a couple of weeks, before I found this run down bar near the river, but it had a piano and the owner let me play. He did not pay me, but he let me keep tips I earned and gave me a meal at the end of the night."
"I had played there for a few months and made friends with some of the regulars who always wanted the same songs, after a while I could play them blindfolded which I did for extra tips."
"Anyway, one night a group of ladies came in and got drunk, really drunk, and one of them a large lady took a liking to me. I refused her advances as I just wanted to work and earn enough to eat during the day before I could work at night where I got the free meal."
"The lady did not like my refusal and she began swearing at me and calling me names like homeless tramp and street urchin, anyway it got so bad that the boss told me to stop early but he still gave me my food to eat though it would have been better if he didn't."
"So, after I ate, I left out the back as always and headed through the alleys to my normal hole in some sewer away from the elements I slept in, or at least that was what normally happened."
"As I was walking down the alley away from the pub I passed a large bin, you know the kind that needs a whole lorry to lift and empty and behind this bin was a women throwing up to which I paid no attention as this was a regular daily thing when you lived on the streets."
"However, I had only gone a few feet further when something hit the back of my head knocking me out."
"When I came to I recognized the large lady from the bar I had refused sticking my cock in her dirty hairy pussy, now a man's cock may not get hard normally in front of an ugly fat women who had verbally abused him and knocked him out, however when a man is asleep or unconscious and someone plays with it they have a mind of their own as they can't see who is touching them."
"So yeah, the women started to ride me and I being a young teenager living on the streets with who barely eats enough to survive each day had no muscle, I had endurance sure from walking around all day or running from gangs or the police, but I had no muscle as I did not eat enough."
"With no muscle there was no way for me to push her off me even though I tried, be-leave me I tried, I called for help, I insulted her and called her names but all that just seemed to excite her more and in the end she had her way with me before she climaxed all over my cock for like the fifth time and then just got up and left laughing at me."
"I don't know how long I lay there and cried for before I pulled myself together got up and went back to my hole in the sewer where I stayed and did not come out for several days, It was only hunger that forced me to head back onto the streets to look for food as I never went back to that bar again."
"I heard a few months later that I was not the first or the last that this women did this to, though it seems she eventually picked someone with a background to big because the next day she was dead in a ditch with her hands cut off and a message in blood saying 'Rapers beware, man or women does not matter, you will reap what you rape'."