There was this group of girls who always picked on someone, called her names, laught at her, being mean. I felt bad for them, had pity… atleast that's what everyone thinks because deep down I was envy. Do I started to protect her, not to save her but because I became the new target. Their insults got me wet, their harassment made me horny. It was perfect. But what I forgot was that when I dont fight back enought they will be crueler. And soon it was enough to humiliate me in front of my friends.. no they needed do it in public in front of strangers