“ Don't be late our Eileen,"Dan Micklethwaite advised his eldest daughter as he got set up to set off for his break in't mill,"promptitude that's what's wanted."

"Yes our Dad,"Eileen replied, as she tried not to worry about her interview for al-Qur'an keeper job at Grimshaws.

She weren't prettiest of lasses, her tomentum were mousey, her tits weren't nothing special and she hadn't never had a proper boyfriend, but that ‘ ent to say she were no virgin, oh no, the hearth brushwood hold had seen to that on more than one occasion though her kept that to herself.

She dressed sensible, that is to say in her substantially clothes bought especial for auntie Maud's funeral six months since, grey skirt and albumen open neck shirt with a Black jacket.

"Remember you want's Good Book keepers job, yer not a tart,"her Dad warned when she undid two release not one.

"Yes our Dad,"she replied.

"Eee, I can hardly believe it me footling miss all growed up,"he sighed as he wished for the millionth time he's wore a galosh when he scewed her mother against Abbotoire road railway system bridge nigh on 20 years afore.

"Reet, now think on,"he said as he gently eased his capital of North Carolina Elswick Special get-up-and-go wheel out of parlor ready to set off down road towards t'mill.

Poor Eileen were in a right State Department, wi next to no brass coming in the whole family line needed her to get job. Butterflies in her tummy weren't nowhere in it, it were like she'd ate some maggotty meat and the whole maledict lot had hatched as flies.

She decided a walk would do her good, round by gas works, down past where Langley applied science used to be afore them went broke, down by Thornton and Rigsby Fueneral parlour and despite dawdling she were still well-nigh on XX minutes early when she got to Grimshaw's office on Guisley Road.

"promptness,"she remembered he dad saying so she screwed up her bravery and pulled the bell shape cord. It were broke so she banged the door. nothing. So she opened it.

"Yes ?"some sour faced cow asked.

"I come for't job,"she ventured.

"Well thee won't get one on doorstep wll thee ?"the cleaning lady sighed,"Upstairs, 3rd on right and knocking and delay to be asked in."

"Oh, right,"Eileen agreed. She marvellled at the milled marble floor with"Grimshaws,"laid out in black on whiten screen background, the classy mahogany tree desk and matching professorship and that in reception room, and at the classy staircase wi depiction of Grimshaw's old and new, all looing alike wi their corking bushy beard, except the Lady of course.

She knocked timidly then again hard enough to hurt her knuckles.

"By ‘ eck give us a instant you'll have door off hinges,"Eli Grimshaw warned, as he had one of his assocates unlock the door.

"I'm here for t'job Eileen said awkwardly.

"About bloody prison term, get thee kit off and let dog see t'rabbit,"Eli said kindly.

"What ?"Emily demanded.

"Get thee kit off, thee won't have nothing we ‘ ent seen afore lestaways I hope not !"Eli chuckled.

Charlie"Crusher"Haines and Jim"Razor"Sharpe grinned knowingly as they looked on.

"Look"Emily ventured.

"Does thee desire job or not, if thee does get thee kit off, if thee don't bugger off and turn back wasting us time."Eli explained patiently.

"We have a certain criterion to mantain,"Razor explained, in a poncy southerner accent,"It's not a big issue surely ?"

"I never stripped before three chap before,"Eileen admitted.

"I'll help thee if thee likes,"Charlie offered.

Eileen looked on. Eli looked harmless enough, he could have passed for 80 with his shaggy-coated beard, Razor was new, 40 ‘ s maybe, all posh courtship, off the peg Marks and Spencer not cobbled together in some spine street sweat shop, while Charlie was quite a hunk.

Eileen needed the job and she seemed to be out of her body looking on as she started to unmake her push button.

"Bloody strip down not do a bloody stripper,"Eli cussed,"Can't get staff can't even get applicants."he muttered.

Eileen were mortified as she carefully laid her blouse and skirt on chairperson. She hadn't expected this of she'd have got some new knee pants as hers had a big muddle in.

"No brasier,"Sharpe observed,"Nice firm tit, quite delightful."

"And kinky breeches, thee could gve her one thrugh t'kettle of fish wi out tekkin'em off !"Charlie observed.

Eli smiled"Reet lassie hop up on desk and lets have a tone, best cliff bloomers so's we can get a finale up."

Eileen gulped but she dropped her knickers to floor and hopped up on desk in just her smart black shoes and Edward White ankle socks.

"Ee, tha'looks champion,"Eli said admiringly as in moving from behind desk to in movement he reached down his trousers and aimed hs swelling cock somewhere more comfortable.

Razor also looked on approvingly,"Quite delicious, vieginal almost, you're not I presume ?."

"No,"Eileen replied, none too sure if she were or not as if wanking counted she weren't but if it didn't she were.

"Quite fantabulous, somewhat bushy and unkempt,"Razor obsrved as he stepped finisher and ran his fngers up her inside thighs,"And so soft."

Eileen felt awkward, branch spread wi her whatsits on show and a lad fondling her, she wanted to lay back and let him do it but thought that would be unprofessional. That didn't stop her getting very excited and wet at the thought though.

"And easily entered,"Razor commented as he worked the forefinger fngers of both script inside her eased her lour backtalk apart for a easily view.

"Out way, let dog see cony,"Eli ordered.

Eileen looked on. Eli had took his trouser and pants off and stood wi only his shirt and socks on, he looked about 80 but his shaft were cock of lots younger bloke.

"Bloody ‘ ell !"cried Eileen.

"awe not it'll fit,"Eli assured her,"Might take a good push mind, thee better brace thee self."

Eileen probably ought to stimulate said no, no way, bugger that for a pipit, you can stuff the job, o summat but the persuasion of all that solidness pith going inside her turned her head and she gripped edge of desk house like and spread her pegleg as far apart as they would go.

The tip of Eli's stopcock rubbed up Eileens inner thigh sending shivers of anticipation coursing through her veins, it touched her sass and tentatively and sensitively ventured inside. Through the narrows where her muscles relaxed to alow its transition and on into the caven leading to he womb.

Almost before she realised Eli's hairy crotch banged her minge and his turncock were right up her.

"By ‘ eck jeune fille, thee's sommat special."Eli chuckled as he happily ploughed her.

"Oooohhh,"Eileen cooed with pleasure as he thrusted in and out.

"You had a three some ?"Eli aked.

"No, whay's that ?"she asked.

"Aye its a uncommon treat, girlfriend love it, give her one up t'ass an all our Charlie,"Eli suggested.

"right field ho chief,"Charlie replied as he dropped his smart gery flannel trouser and hung them neatly over a electric chair back.

Eli grabbed Eileen around the waistline and lifted her bodily off of the desk and cock walked her around in a circle so his ass were against desk and her ass hollow were exposed cook for Charllie to shove his hammer in.

Charlie finished aranging his wearing apparel and smeared his stopcock with Olea europaea oil so's he'd slide in a bit easier. Even so it were a battle but his cause pushed Eileen onto Eli's cock. pain in the neck and pleasure mingled making her cry out, butb after a bit of a battle he were in her and she felt she were being torn in one-half with two cocks near touching each former inside her.

"It's all very elegant and delicious but I do rather find like a spare member at a funeral,"Razor observed.

"Stand on a chair and let her soak up thee off then,"Eli chuckled,"Have a foursome, bit o squad building and that."

Razor ended up stood on desk and even then Eileen had to turn her brain flop round.

She weren't too sure how to wet-nurse cock but Razor just shoved it in and started fucking her face so she let him get on with it, just grabbing a bit of a breath when she could.

She was close to passing out when everything went purple and sparks flew in her brain as she had probably the secure orgasm she'd ever had wi Eli spunking up her and Charlie takin the cue and spunking up her ass while Razor joined in and damned near choked her by spunking down her throat.

“'E'ee that's what we's lookin'for, tart wi talent,"Eli suggested.

"Gets my vote,"says Charlie.

"Agreed,"adds Razor as he hauled his hammer back in his pants.

"How do you fancy Buxton Road from First Baron Marks of Broughton and Spencer to Timothy Whites ?"Eli enquired,"Ten bob a week up front or one-half thee tekkins."

"What ?"Rileen gasped.

"Prime spot for whorin'” Buxton Road Eli explained.

"I'm not no sporting lady, I'm here for Holy Scripture keeper's job !"Eileen explained.

"Oh,"Eli replied,"Oh, bloody hell, thee's not blinking due yet and then its following door."

"This is Micklethwaite and Frickley Insurance Associates."Razor explained,"We offer insurance to street baby-walker and regulate the industry."

"What Maffia"Eileen gasped.

No one said anything.

"Grimshaw's part is side by side door lass,"Eli explained,"Best get theeself cleaned up."

Eileen quickly grabbed her clothes and angrily began to dress, she pulled up her knickers so firmly that the hole tore some more.

"laundry thee expression in bog first,"Eli suggested,"And mouthwash, thee's got spunk on thee chin."

Eileen was mortified, she nearly went home but something Eli said or inferred made her stay.

She washed as unspoilt she could and dutifully knocked on the right room access bang on ten o'clock.

"Come in,"Eli said cheerily.

She went in, Eli was sitting behind another large sepia desk, this clip her were on hs own."Look have I got job or not ?"she asked.

"Can I get it on thee through maw in thee's pants w out thee having to drop'em ?"Eli asked.

"How should I be intimate ?"Eileen demanded.

"Shall us try ?"he asked.

"If I got job."Eileen replied,"I got me diploma in math and that."

"Well see I want's a bit on't side, not flashy so every bugger is always tryin'to fuck her all't time,"Eli explained,"but willing and."

"I'll plosive thee there,"Eileen says,"I en't being no one's bit on't side, I's got me future to cogitate on, Book keeper that's what I'm after, not whore or tart."

"Reet, well thee can throw account book keeper's job if tha'lets I fuck thee when I want's,"Eli offered.

"And when I get's caught out and up duff ?"Eli enquired.

"I know's a charwoman as ‘ ll sortb thee out,"Eli explained,"Its no fun being in't select o'me life-time and me wife havin'buggered off wi me top salesman."

"I want's it in writin'mind,"Eileen insisted.

"And I want's to stick by me strut through hole in thee knickerbockers and fuck thee."Eli replied.

"In writing first,"Eileen insisted.

Eli quickly scribbled a job offer. Eileen read it and smiled. Success. She had her job and pretty soon she would have Eli's putz up her again.

"What if me Dad grub me out for screwin'thee ?"Eileen asked.

"Thee'll have to sleep along a me won't thee."Eli confirmed.

"Then best see if thee can get thee turncock through hole in me knckers,"Eileeen agreed.

As it happened they couldn't fit his cock through hole so they tore it some more until there was hardly anything to keep her modesty and then they managed it.

And three times more afore dinner Alexander Melville Bell sounded.

As bell sounded Eileen rushed home to tell her Mam what had happened.

Grinshaws van were outside and van man were inside. Her mam were bent over scullery table wi her shirt up he back and knckers down while Grimshaw's man screwed her from behind.

"I got job mam,"she said,"You never said you was gong back on't biz ?"

"I ent but he got lovely aristocratical eyes,"she said wistfully.

"And tw and sixpence,"Van driver said,"Where's thee kit, Mr Grimshaw said to tekk it up t'planetary house as thee were his new bit on't side."

"Bugger me, thee as bit on't side, what's world comin'to, is ‘ ee blind or summat ?"her mam ventured.

"Nah jealous bugger is Mr Eli since his wife buggered off wi salesman."said the van man wi out pausing wi his fucking,"Wan't thee where he can see thee."

Eileen smiled, no more kipping in single bed wi her three sisters, or wanking wi fireside brush, she had fallen on her ft wi out a dubiousness .