"You shouldn't wear something that big. You look ridiculous!" her mother had told her at breakfast. "Don't you have any pride in your personal appeara...nce?"That had been really hard to take. Then at school, Ann Marie, with her two little sicko fans had appeared at Kristie's locker. "Gosh, another bag!" Ann Marie had said. "You should have a lack-of-fashion sense show." Later, Kristie had spent over two hours trying to think of some come back, but nothing came to mind.Then her mother just had to. I touched it lightly with my finger and rubbed it gently. He put his hand on my inner thigh before slowly moving his hand upward and slipped his middle finger in my very willing cunt. “Look at that sweet little thing,” he said. I wanted him inside me so badly, I could have screamed, “fuck me!” right there. I reached over and touched his crotch, feeling his hardness through his pants. “Take it out for me, please.” I begged. “Not here,” he said as he rubbed my clit. “Yes, please, here,” I said,. From where I was sitting I saw the girl had burst into tears and was sobbing quietly into a handkerchief. As was usual for London no-one was taking any notice, they were all too intent on catching their trains, to be bothered by a young distressed girl.On the spur of the moment I walked over to her and sat on the bench beside her. I saw that she was quite a pretty slim young girl with long dark hair trailing over her shoulders. I judged she probably was about sixteen or seventeen years of age.. Kat had been trailed from the spaceport, which meant that there was someone on the inside, here at the Agency, who was supplying information to an outside source. They still didn't know who had set the tail on her, or why. Her investigation, initially into the pirate activity, had turned up a shadowy plot involving several mega-corps, huge sector-spanning corporations with more assets than most planetary governments.Needing help, but with no Agency assets in place, she had contacted one of her.