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He didn't want his own panties to be seen by these teasing girls. But they held him tight, and he couldn't get away.

"Oh! Oh!" he cried as the girls pulled up his many rustling layers of petticoats.

"They're pink!" Cried one of the girls, "Pink for a girl!" Jeff felt a tear fall onto his cheek. He felt so degraded, ridiculed by these teenage girls. They were laughing at him, looking at his frilly pink girlie panties.

"LOOK! HE'S CRYING!" yelled Karen. "Cry-baby Susie." The girls took up the chant, "Cry-baby Susie! Cry-baby Susie!" They let his skirts fall down, with a rustle and swish onto his thighs. Jeff cried, before them, utterly humiliated by these cruel girls! Could he ever forget this torment?

Diane, was obviously the ringleader and float organizer. "OK," she said, “we'll be off in a minute. Lets get ready! We can have some more fun with 'Susie' later."

The girls bounced prettily around a table and sat down as if at a children's party. The large cake was in the center. Jeff sat on a stool, his flimsy short dress resting softly on his thighs. The girls giggled at his frightened, tear stained face. They were enjoying making him suffer in his petticoats. The procession began. At first it wasn't so bad, as the girls all sat prettily by the table, then a record was switched on. It was 'Ashes, Ashes, We All Fall Down'. The girls took each of his hands and

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"Look! He's crying!" yelled Karen, "Cry-baby Susie."