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The summer before last, I had gone to a birthday party in the city for one of my cousins friends. She drove us to the party. Early in the night after way too many drinks, I decided to take a walk outside. I was about a block or so from the party when a car full of guys pulled up next to me. Apparently, I thought these guys were from the party and got in the car with them for a ride back. The last thing I remember was drinking a beer that one of them handed to me. I woke up on a moving subway train at almost 5 AM with two homeless guys sitting across the isle staring at me. Everything was blurry and I could barely lift my head up. I sat there for a long time before I realized why they couldn’t take their eyes off me. My skirt was up around my waist and my jacket was open and hanging off my shoulders. My shoes, panties, shirt & bra were gone. I was sitting there with my head hanging down and my legs spread wide open! Eventually, I found the strength to pull my skirt down and button a few buttons on my jacket. I stumbled off the train barefoot somewhere in the Bronx, got out of the station and just leaned against a parked car for a while. I still had my purse but of course it was empty. Except for an envelope. When I opened the envelope it became clear what had happened that night. There were six Polaroid photos of me laying completly naked on what looked like a kitchen table. The first photo showed a few guys hands sqeezing my tits and pulling my pussy lips open. The second photo showed two guys holding my legs open while a third guy had a beer bottle in my pussy. The next three photos were of these guys actually fucking me. And the last, most disturbing photo showed me laying there with cum all over my stomach. There was also a sick note that explained how much they all “enjoyed using me” and that I shouldn’t bother looking for them since they had my address book and would mail photos to my friends if I did. It cost me over 60 dollars for a taxi to take me all the way home. Not having my keys, I had to climb in my window to get money for the cab driver. To make things worse, when I handed him the money, he said don’t worry about the tip. “Watching you climb in the window with that skirt was enough”. I never drink that much at parties anymore and I never get into a car with anyone I don’t know!