Sixteen year old Helen Gale is a runaway. She has to live on the streets now and do what she can to survive. She has the looks and build to make a good living as a hooker. But that is not the kind of life she wants for herself. In fact, it's the main reason she is living on the streets right now. It's more or less the life her Mother led and she wanted something better for herself. Her Mother was a drunk. She frequented the bars every night, searching for a man to take care of her. She would bring them home and try her best to get them to stay. But most of them didn't stick around very long. While they were drinking and having a good time it was a bed of roses. Then they would wake up in the morning and things didn't look as good when they were sober.

The woman they left the bar with and followed home was totally different when they sobered up. She lived in a trailer and had a kid, which was way to much responsibility to take on. And the woman was clingy. Always hanging all over them, wanting all of their attention. Even the ones who felt a little sorry for her would eventually leave. She wouldn't give them any space to breathe. Sex with her was good. Under normal circumstances they might have stayed around for a while. But they soon would be overwhelmed by the woman's smothering and light out like the trailer was on fire. Of course Helen's Mother would blame their leaving on her. Her Father had left as soon as he found out his wife was pregnant because he had warned her he didn't want a family. So her Mother hated Helen with a passion.

She was always telling Helen. "I could have a good man who would provide me with a decent living if it wasn't for you. The minute they see there is another mouth to feed, they leave me just like your Father did. You're nothing but trouble Helen. You're always fighting in school and getting into trouble. And you scare away every man I bring home. For the life of me, I don't know why I didn't get an abortion when I found out I was pregnant." Helen would just ignore her Mother when she talked like that. She didn't like her Mother or the way they were living either. But she kept her opinions to herself. That's why she was always getting in trouble for fighting. She took her anger out on the kids at school instead of telling her Mother to go to hell. Besides, there was no where else she could go. So she tried to hang on until she was eighteen. Then she could get a job and leave her Mother and the pitiful life they led for good. But fate interrupted her plans and changed her life sooner then she wanted.

That fatal night her Mother brought home a real scum bag to share her bed. But she was so depressed that day over her problems that she drank to much and passed out shortly after returning home. The scum bag decided there was a younger and sweeter looking piece of ass in the other room who needed a good man to show her the joys of having sex. He broke down Helen's door and attacked her in her bed. He was a very big and strong man but was hindered by the alcohol he had consumed. Helen was used to fighting with much bigger boys at school. So she fought him off with everything she had. Her 5 foot 5 inch 119 pound young body was kicking, clawing, and punching like a cornered wildcat. After landing several punches to his face, she grabbed her bedside lamp and clubbed him in the head. The big man slumped to the floor unconscious with blood seeping from the gaping wound.

Helen stuffed her large backpack with some of her clothes and a few personal items. She grabbed a blanket and took $97.00 from the big mans wallet. Without saying a word to her Mother or leaving a note, she got the hell out of that trailer and ran until her legs wouldn't carry her another step. When she stopped running she found herself in the park. So she sat on a park bench and tried to figure out what she was going to do. Going back was out of the question. The next morning, she realised there wasn't to many options available to her. She was to young to get a job to support herself and the money she had wouldn't last forever. Finding shelter was the first thing on the list she needed to do. She knew she had been lucky last night the police hadn't checked the park and caught her sleeping on the park bench. She decided to go hang around the homeless shelter uptown and see if she could come up with an idea.

Helen stopped at McDonald's and bought a breakfast sandwich and a carton of milk. She walked to the shelter like she didn't have a care in the world. She was on her own in the big city with no idea how she was going to survive. But she felt more relaxed and confident then she had felt in sixteen years. Some how she knew she was going to be OK. She hung around the shelter pretending to be window shopping until late evening. During the day, she saw quite a few young kids come and go from the shelter. At supper time about a dozen of them showed up for the free meal the shelter dished out every evening. Helen managed to slip in the last group going in. As she stood in line waiting to pick up her meal, a young girl started a conversation with her.

By the time she finished her cheese sandwich, bowl of soup, apple, and glass of juice, she had made her first friend on the streets. Lilly was fifteen years old and had been on the streets for two years. When Helen said she didn't have a place to stay, Lilly took her under her wing. She could tell by the way Helen was dressed and acted she was fresh meat on the streets and needed help. "You stick with me Helen and I'll show you the ropes. Besides, with your good looks, shapely body, and dark brown hair, you'll make a lot of money for our gang. You just might become our top money maker with the assets you have. Stony is going to love seeing you." "Top money maker at what Lilly? And who is Stony?" Helen asked. "Stony is the leader of our little gang. And rolling perverts is how you can make a lot of money for us. It's really easy Helen and not dangerous."

"If you're talking about hooking or prostitution then I'll pass Lilly. I won't let myself sink that low, no matter how bad it gets out here on the streets." She said with conviction. "Don't worry Helen. You won't have to have sex with anybody unless you want to. Some of the girls make money for us that way, but you can be a lure like me. We flirt with perverts and make them think we will have sex with them. They really get excited about having sex with a young girl. "We lead them on and lure them down an alley where some of the older boys are hiding. They jump out and beat the shit out of the guy and take his money. Everybody has different ways of making money for the gang. We all take it back to Stony and he divides it up between us. That way everyone gets an equal share. Then if you need new shoes or clothes or a blanket to keep you warm, you have money to buy what you need instead of stealing it."

The two girls walked a few miles until they reached their destination. Lilly led her down a path under the large bridge that crossed over the river. Above their heads the freeways, Interstates, and bypasses criss crossed each other, taking people where ever they wanted to go. It looked like a whole new world to Helen under all that concrete. But with her new found friend beside her, Helen didn't feel afraid. She felt calm and relaxed inside. Helen noticed about twenty kids moving around as Lilly led her through the concrete column maze. They all looked to be between fifteen and twenty years old. She instantly knew which one was Stony as Lilly directed her towards a small group standing near a wall. He was an imposing figure who she guessed was around twenty or twenty one years old. He had broad shoulders and big muscular arms. He stood about 6 foot 5 inches tall and probably weighed around 240 pounds. He smiled as Helen and Lilly approached.

"Hey Lilly, who's your cute young friend?" He asked with a smile. "Stony, this is Helen. I found her at the shelter. She's new on the streets and needs a place to stay. I thought she would be a great addition to our group with her looks." Lilly replied. "You made the right decision to bring her here Lilly. I think she will fit in just fine. Take her along with you tonight and show her what to do." He smiled as he turned to Helen. "Just do what Lilly tells you Helen. She's one of our best." It didn't take Helen long to learn. Following Lilly's lead, she smiled at the guy's and hung on their arm like they were the only man in her life. Once they were lured down the alley, the two girls would trip the guy and stand back. Before he could get up, four strong boys leaped from their hiding place and beat him to a pulp. Then they would take his wallet and scram out of there. They repeated this three more times in different parts of town.

By the time they were back at home base, the group had made over $700.00 dollars. By ten o'clock everyone had checked in. About twenty minutes later, Stony announced the gang had brought in more than two thousand dollars. Each kid received a little over $100.00 dollars apiece. Everyone was ecstatic except for Helen. Something was a little funny with the count by her estimation. And she didn't like being cheated. She quietly talked with the leaders of each group to confirm the amount they said they had brought in. By the time she was through, she was absolutely sure they were being cheated. Without giving it a second thought, she confronted Stony about the false count and his lying to the gang.

"Hey hot shot. You're lying to our face about the amount taken in tonight. Why would you want to cheat us like that?" Everything got quiet while Stony stared at her with hatred in his eyes. "What the hell are you talking about bitch? I didn't cheat any of you." He hatefully replied. "Sure you did asshole. I added up the amounts everyone said they turned in tonight and it comes close to twenty eight hundred dollars. Not two thousand. So I think you have some explaining to do." There was some whispering conversations between the groups as the two argued with each other. Finally they broke apart and faced Stony. "She's right Stony. It does come to twenty eight hundred dollars. What gives?" Stony was a grizzled veteran of the streets and had talked or fought his way out of a lot of trouble. He knew he had been caught red handed stealing from the gang and didn't think talking would work. Everyone here was pretty much afraid of him, so bullying them looked like his best shot.

"If you all think I'm a liar and a cheat then you can go fuck yourself. Anybody who wants to challenge me for leadership of the gang can step right up. We'll settle this street style with our fists." Helen watched as they all took a step back. None on them wanted to take a beating for the money they were owed. Stony smiled as he looked at their scared faces. He knew bullying them would work. He was totally surprised when Helen spoke up. "I don't want to be the leader of this gang because I'm new to the streets and wouldn't know what to do. But I sure as hell don't like being cheated. So I'll fight you. You're a liar and a cheat asshole and not fit to run this gang. We can all elect a fair leader after I give you a good beating and throw your ass out of here." Stony stood there in shock for a few seconds before laughing his ass off.

"You're going to fight me? You must be joking you stupid bitch? Go sit down somewhere and shut your fucking mouth before you really piss me off." "What's the matter hot shot, afraid to fight a girl? You're not only a liar and a cheat, you're a God damn chicken shit. Now put up your fists and fight or clear out of here and don't come back. Those are your only two options asshole." Helen told him. Growling like an angry bear, Stony attacked. Large male fists with devastating power in them were hurled at the brown haired female fighter. Everyone was designed to take her fucking head off and shut her smart ass mouth. Helen moved her firm feminine body like a professional boxer. Swing after swing from the powerfully built young man was evaded with ease. All the fighting she had done at school was beginning to pay off. Her defensive skills were excellent.

As confusion set in and his pace slowed a little, Helen began to stick him with short left jabs and straight right hands. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" A hard jab caught him on the nose and mouth. Then her solid right landed between his eyes. Being hit after missing so many punches really made Stony angry. He became more determined then ever to beat the bitch down. Unfortunately for him, his anger made his punches wilder and easier to avoid. Helen calmly waited for her next chance to strike. It came after he missed a mighty roundhouse and threw himself slightly off balance. "SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Helen didn't waste her opportunity to show him he had made a mistake and left himself wide open.

Both of his eyes were suddenly hurting, his wash board stomach was softened up a bit, and his nose and mouth were beginning to bleed. He was getting more confused by the second because of his incompetence and was starting to feel the sting of her accurate hard fists. He backed off a little to assess the problem and find a cure. Little did he know, there wasn't one. Helen smiled at his bewildered look. "You look a little lost there Stony boy. Having trouble figuring out what's going on? Let me help you with that. You're getting your ass kicked and nothing you come up with can stop it from happening. I'm going to beat you like the dog you are until you're lying at my feet crying and begging. Then I'm going to take OUR MONEY out of your pocket and throw your ass out of here. Understand wimp?"

"The only thing you're going to do is bleed all over yourself bitch. You should have stayed out of my business you fucking little whore. Because I'm going to damn near kill you before I send you packing." He angrily replied. "You couldn't kill flies the way you fight punk. Now step up here and let me show the others just how big a pussy you are." Helen answered with confidence. Stony went back to chucking wrecking ball blows with his huge ham like fists. But his aim hadn't improved. Helen dodged about a dozen thunderous punches before she blocked the next one and fought back. Her feminine arms went to work like firing pistons as she opened up a can of whup ass on the surprised young man. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" He stumbled back from her onslaught, unable to stop her from connecting where ever she wanted.

Helen broke his nose, busted his lips, pounded his stomach with sledge hammer punches and swelled up both eyes. Stony was completely defenseless against the brown haired warrior while she beat him like a little boy. The group watching the massacre couldn't believe what they were seeing. She was a whirlwind of motion who seemed to have boundless energy. And the hard case young man they were all afraid of was being outfought and handled easily. "SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Stony was staggering uncontrollably. His head was flopping around on his shoulders like a rag dolls. Both of his large muscular arms were straight out in front of him trying to ward off the tornado that was ripping him apart. "SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" Helen gave him no respite. Every solid punch was breaking down his mid section or ringing his bell. Stony was totally out classed by the female gladiator.

"SMACK!" Her right cross snapped his head to the side and he collapsed to the ground moaning. "Get up you pansy ass. We're just getting started." The gang of kids watched in total shock at what Helen was doing to the large male. When he hit the ground, a loud collective gasp was heard from the surprised group. Stony shook his groggy head to try and clear it. He didn't understand how she could have knocked him down and he was completely befuddled at how easily she was handling him. He climbed to his feet while trying to think of a way to save his reputation and pride. It was impossible that a sixteen year old girl was giving him the beating of his life. But it was happening. And if he didn't do something to change his fate, he was going to be the laughing stock of the streets. But what? The smart ass bitch was fast, evasive, and hit like a stampeding rhino. Fear began to creep into his heart.

"Come on wimp. Put up those pitiful male arms of yours and fight. You'll have plenty of time to rest when you're lying at my feet sleeping like a baby. Now get over here so I can finish giving you the beating you deserve." Listening to her confident running mouth pissed Stony off to no end. Reason, caution, and coming up with a plan to beat Helen was driven out of his mind. It was replaced by blind rage and stupidity. He carelessly charged her with murder on his mind. He should have kept his head. Dodging to her left to avoid the murderous roundhouse punch he threw, Helen grabbed his right wrist and started him going in a circle. Stony was windmilling his left arm trying to maintain his balance. But It didn't work. After two complete circles, he tumbled to the ground face first. Keeping hold of his arm, Helen knelt down on her left knee. She twisted his arm and pulled it over her upright right knee until his elbow was resting on her leg. Grabbing his right shoulder with her left hand, she had him at her mercy.

Pushing down on his wrist caused considerable pain to the young mans arm and shoulder. If she pushed hard enough, his arm would snap at the elbow. Stony was howling in pain. "AARRGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Helen smiled and taunted her male adversary. "I've got you now you big pussy. The only way you can get out of this hold is if I let you out. I can break your puny arm anytime I want to. So you better start begging me to turn you loose punk. Or the next sound we'll hear is you screaming like a little girl when your arm snaps." Stony was kicking and flopping around with his large muscular body. But he was helpless in the grasp of the female tigress. She was absolutely right. There was no way he could break her hold and she could easily break his arm. But stubbornness set in so he refused to beg the fucking bitch. A few firm pushes on his arm made the stubborn young man scream in pain. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "Beg me asshole. Or the next time I'll snap it like a twig." She ordered.

The excruciation pain and fear of having his arm broken quickly over rid his stubbornness. "Alright, alright. I beg you to turn loose of my arm you fucking bitch." "You need to work on your begging little man. Maybe this will help you learn to do it right." Helen shoved down until his arm was at the breaking point. His screams became louder and longer. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "Last chance wimp. Beg like the little pussy you are or I'll break this arm and put your other one in the same hold." "NOW BEG!" "OK! OK! Please Helen. I'm begging you. Don't break my arm." "Good boy. That's much better. You'll learn obeying me is much less painful. Helen turned loose of his arm and stood back grinning. Stony climbed to his feet and shook his arm to get the circulation back.

"You're dead bitch. When I get through making mince meat out of you, I'm going to take you down to the river and drown you like a rat." "Pretty big talk for a pussy who just begged me to save his arm from being broken. And it won't be the only time you'll be begging me before I'm done with you. Now shut your whining big mouth and fight. Or are you ready to crawl out of here like the low life snake you are?" Stony made up his mind to beat the fucking smart ass bitch down or die trying. She had made a fool out of him long enough. It was time to make her fear him like the others did. He had to beat her and beat her bad. No other outcome would satisfy him. His large muscular arms rose to the fighting position and he struck with venom in his heart.

Pile driving fists were sent at the brown haired young female with disaster behind every strong punch. His huge male arms were pumping like crazy to smash Helen's face in and shut her fucking mouth. Punch after punch flew at her with as much force as Stony had in him. But all they beat was air. The nimble young lady dodged and ducked, weaved and swayed, and easily avoided his killer attempts. When his breathing became labored and the his thick arms turned to rubber, his mighty punches began to resemble weak flailing pitty pats. Helen smiled as she slapped down the last few he could muster before his muscular arms gave out and dropped useless to his sides. Fear covered his face when Helen curled her feminine fingers in his shirt to hold him steady for the terrible beating she was about to give him.

"My turn you pathetic loser. Start begging when you've had enough. If you're still awake that is. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" She rearranged his face and pounded his mid section until there was no resistance when her solid fist struck there. "SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!..SMACK!" His thick legs buckled and he dropped to his knees in front of her. She tilted him back and continued. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Stony's face was a bloody, battered mess. Both eyes were nearly swollen shut and his nose was broken and as soft and squishy as jello. His lips were thick and puffy and his cheeks and jaw were a rainbow of swollen colors. Helen smiled as she jerked him up for the finishing blow. "You deserved this beating for trying to cheat us asshole. Now get your things and clear out. Or I'll give you another one that will be much more painful."

"SMMMACK!" Stony collapsed at her feet sound asleep. Helen searched through his pockets and found close to a thousand dollars. She handed it to Lilly who was staring at her in awe. The other members of the gang were looking at her with admiration covering their young faces. "That's the most amazing thing I have ever seen in my life Helen." Lilly blurted out in amazment. "Yeah." the others said. "That was unbelievable." "He had it coming." Helen replied. "Somebody had to do it. so I volunteered. I don't like being lied to or cheated anymore then the rest of you. A good leader looks after his people he doesn't cheat them. You can do what you want. But I vote to throw this cheating asshole out of the gang. If you let him stay he better keep away from me. Because I'll give him a good beating every time he looks at me." She said with confidence.

Lilly turned to the group and spoke her mind. "I say Helen is right. Stony should be banned from the gang and forced to make it on his own. We all looked up to him and trusted he would look after us. He used that trust to cheat us for God knows how long. I say he has forfeited the right to live among us and share in the money we bring in. What do the rest of you say?" A loud chorus rang out from the group. "You're right Helen. Throw him out. Throw him out." Helen lifted his upper body slightly off the ground by the back of his collar. Using both hands, she dragged his sleeping battered body down to the river. Everyone followed her while still chanting. "Throw him out. Throw him out." When she reached the river she dropped his body to the ground with his head down in the water. Kneeling beside him, she placed her right hand on the back of his head and dunked him under.

Stony came to after a few seconds and was kicking and flopping around, trying to raise his head to keep from drowning. Helen held his head under for a spell before she finally pulled his head up. He was coughing and sputtering, trying to catch his breath. The gang was laughing at the beaten young man and cheering Helen on. Helen dunked him under again and easily held his large struggling body. She patiently waited until his struggling turned feeble and weak. When she pulled his head up this time, she hauled him up to his knees and let his body slump over on his back. While he was trying to suck much needed air into his lungs, she placed her foot across his throat and pinned him to the ground. "The group has decided to evict you from the gang asshole. Get what few things you have and clear out. If you're still here in fifteen minutes I'll beat you half to death."

Stony looked up at the young girl who had beaten him senseless and began to cry. He had no will, courage, or fighting spirit left. He was beaten. Along with the fear that filled his soul. Shame, humiliation and embarrassment filled his badly beaten body. He stared at the young beautiful face above him and was afraid. Admitting to himself that he was frightened to death of a girl, made his tears flow harder. "OK..Helen. You..win. I'll..clear...out. Please..don't..hurt..me.. anymore. Please." He begged. She removed her foot from his neck and stood back. "You have fifteen minutes you big pussy. If I see you after that you'll wish you were dead." "UNDERSTAND WIMP?" She sternly asked. "Yes..Helen. I..understand. I'll..go." He pitifully whimpered.

Stony got to his feet and wobbly stumbled towards camp. In ten minutes his stuff was packed up and he was gone. Everyone crowded around Helen with smiles on their faces while congratulating her on her victory. In the end, they decided not to elect a new leader. It seemed to work much better if they governed themselves as a whole. Everyone counted the days haul and split it among themselves equally. Helen became a valuable member of the gang and was treated with respect and friendship by them all. She felt she had found a family who cared for each other very much. So she was satisfied with her decision to live on the streets. Her Mother never tried to look for her. Letting her go was the best thing she could have done for her daughter. Helen loved her new family and the life she was living now. And God help anyone who tried to take it from her.