pelting drops, hammering on the windshield, bouncing and landing again, the truelove drip of the leaking roof vent on my trivial Mini Van, she bustled yesteryear, her foresighted blonde locks hidden beneath her hooded coat. I slid the window open,

'' Want a lift ? '' I asked.

'' I 'd rather swim. '' she spat back at me.

It was annoying, mainly because she could sustain helped campaign if the motor drowned in the nebulizer but if she wanted to walk and take the bus well there was nothing I could do about it.

I made it home base ok, the motor spluttered a few times but kept running so I was home long before she arrived.

She walked past me in the pressure group of the house where we both had rooms, four bed sitting way with communal kitchen and john, she had the beneficial way upstairs front man, mine was away on the top floor tucked under the roof.

She looked at me with annoyance, `` I wish you would hide that pile of fighting around the back, it lowers the tone of the area. '' she sneered.

'' Sorry, Angie '' I apologised,

'' Better still scrap it. '' she suggested unkindly. `` And it 's Miss William Rowan Hamilton - Grey to you Groves '' she certainly knew how to deliver a put down six months in the like mansion and she still did n't sleep with my name.

I thought of the first fourth dimension we met, in the lounge at the scholar menage we shared, I lived in a straight on campus for the first base yr then we found `` jab '' for the arcsecond and one-third years, so the first time we met was after the summer break when we moved in. I was completely lingua tied, her beauty took my breath away, yet she was clearly horrified, well I had been working on the car and maybe my face was not entirely free of oil, and my deal were undoubtedly covered in it, but still she might have been polite.

I wondered why she chose to endure here, clearly her parents were fat, her allowance was certainly generous judgment by the designer clothes she wore.

Each day brought a new harassment, somehow former lady friend seemed somehow diminished by comparability with Angie, certainly I never seemed to recover anyone to build a relationship with.

It was a deliquium hope, supposing that a ride with me was preferable to getting soaked but clearly it was not enough.

The rainwater continued, week on week it seemed, somehow I managed to inveigle the ageing fomite to life each morning despite it being over XXX years old, which at least meant I could get in the bath after Angie and the early girls had left to becharm the bus.awkward.

There was something about Angie, the shape of her neck, those pear wrought breasts, the racy middle, that recollective golden hair, maybe even her haughty style that got under my peel in a way Amanda and Charlotte the other housemates never managed to do.

Friday were uncollectible, most Fridays we had a gig somewhere for our fiddling rock lot, and straight after the shoemaker's last lectures we would set off with the amps and drum kit squeezed into my lilliputian van and the rest of the kit and the lads in Tom 's Mondeo place wagon.

I remember one night, she was in our lounge, drunk, I thought, when I returned, her pink human knee framed a span of brown buttocks as some new guy took his delight with her, another negro, she liked negroes. I felt physically sick. He pulled away as he heard me,

'' Fuck you pervert '' he said as he threw the glistening used condom in the fireplace.

I saw she had shaved her pubes, her slit glistened obscenely between her slightly reddened abused lower lips.

'' I 'm no-count, '' was all I could say as I closed the door and heard them burst into uncontrollable giggles.

My second year rolled on, the stripe became more pop, Gigs rolled in, every weekend.

The gigs were great, well sometimes people stopped yelling long enough for us to take heed ourselves take on, but after two or three twenty minute sets, then dismantling everything and loading the van the eventide seemed to be gone, but usually I was home before Angie put in an visual aspect in the early on time of day, after an evening in the bar then on to an expensive nightclub with her `` Friends. '' then she would be belting out pop strain in completely the wrong key in that in high spirits soprano voice of hers, the sort that smashes wine glasses and kills rats at fifty paces.

I noticed a gradual alteration in Angie, I missed the big affair but suddenly the Guy she brought base were richer, her type I thought, and she took them to her room, not the lounge.

I actually felt please, she deserved someone decent, but they seemed strangely old, then I had to pee-pee a decision, the Band got a record contract, except it meant giving up my degree course, the other guys were up for it but I had worked too heavy and I was unsure.

'' Fuck you, drummers are two a penny. '' was the idiom which sealed my fate.

They got a called Pete to make my place, well at spear in the studio they had to use a Roger Sessions man because Pete had trivial sense of rhythm, at least when he was stoned which was all the clock time, and of course he got busted and of course I got hauled up before the prime minister, the headway of the faculty.

'' Now look Smethwick, '' he intoned, `` Why not reconcile now, save us all the overplus of the trial. '' he continued.

I knew he had read the composition where they incorrectly identified me as the Drummer who was arrested.

'' It was n't me sir '' I told him, `` It was the new guy. '' I knew he did n't believe me and then I had a visit from Mr Hamilton - Grey, Anela 's father.

'' Look Smethwick, '' he advised, `` I know my girl loathes you, and I suppose that is common, but, and I appeal to any decency you may ingest, for gods sake go dwelling and out of my daughter 's spirit, she wants to be a Lawyer, she ca n't associate with drug using scum like you. ``

'' I never use drugs. '' I told him, `` It was n't me that was caught. ``

'' So I have to ask my daughter away, through no break of her own do I ? '' he asked, `` is that your final word. ``

'' It was n't me. '' I repeated.

'' Well expect a tutelary conviction then. '' he threatened.

He really thought it was me using a microscope stage name so he used the old boy network to get the drummer jailed, and with his condemnation the record book label dropped the recording idea but it was sound for me because as the isthmus 's fortunes took a prima donna and with the recording contract bridge torn up and my replacement jailed I was back in demand once more.

Angie had a go at me one day.

'' mass still think I live with a druggie. '' she complained, `` It 's your fault if we get raided. '' she told me unreasonably as I changed a wheel carriage on the van one good afternoon with it jacked up at the wayside, She sat on a low wall with her pegleg spread invitingly as she said it trying to roll me up yet unaware how besotted with her I had become.

She started to count ill, thin, fragile, her hair no longer glistened, and her hide no longer glowed, I still never realised.

She was kneeling in the gutter outside the house being sick one evening when I returned menage, I picked her up out of he gutter and carried her upstairs, she had her key in her pocketbook and I took her in to her way. My fingers trembled as I sat her on the bed, pulled off her shoes and pulled down the zipper at the spine of her round-eyed wearing apparel, eased it from her shoulders and let it fall

She looked at me in disinterested puzzlement as I undid her bra shoulder strap then peeled off her pantihose to reveal her tiny white step-in. I would have taken her there and then except I could see she had her menses, so instead I pulled back he bed covers laid her downward and kissed her forehead, before I covered her up and went to my own room.

Next morning she accused me of groping her, rightfield in front of the other two girls, I explained I only took her to her room but they never believed me I am sure. I had another visit from her pop after that one.

Then one afternoon It all fitted into place, it was the mid summertime break, two immaculately prink African gentlemen arrived in a inkiness BMW.

'' Where 's Angela '' they asked as if I would know.

'' dwelling house '' I explained.

'' No she ai n't, '' the lowly one said. `` We knocked. ``

'' Her parents home. '' I explained.

'' She owes big time. '' he explained as if I knew, `` You remind her, ''

'' Hey where you get your bullshit ? '' the larger one suggested, his bulging brown neck incongruous against his striped shirt and pinstriped suit.

'' I do n't use it. '' I replied.

'' grade you do, you was in the papers for using. '' he persisted.

'' I ca n't afford it. '' I explained.

'' You almost pretty enough to use yo ass to fuck for it like she does. '' he replied.

'' What ? '' I queried.

'' Angie, she fucks for gear, do n't she enjoin you nothing, that diddly you score from her she works for on her spine. '' he explained nastily.

'' Oh. '' I replied uncertainly.

'' So perhaps you want pay what she owes ? '' he queried.

'' How much. '' I asked cautiously.

'' Three grand '' he suggested.

'' Fucking the pits ! '' I blurted out.

'' You want to pay ? '' the larger one demanded.

'' I 'm a student, if I had three high-flown would I motor this, '' I tried to say heap of bull, but we had been through a lot the old van and me and it seemed disloyal so I merely said `` Van ? ``

Everything was falling into place, she clearly had a drug use and was sleeping with men to fund it.

I watched them drive away in their BMW.

I wanted to talk to Angie about her problems, the circle was doing ok and money was rolling in so three thousand was not a trouble if she needed it, but she just refused to talk about it.

I came home early one evening, some goofball set off the sprinklers at our gig, Angie was coming down stairs with a middle aged man in a suit, then later she came home with someone else, I heard her bed creaking, and I later watched as he left the building, big black and ugly, I cried for her.

I looked at her next morning, her stalk tinge hair and pale lifeless skin, the slightly begrimed tee bullshit and none too sporty blue jean, and I realised I did n't see her any more.

'' Hey, you wan na do my dissertation for me. '' she asked one Sabbatum morning as she slumped in a hung over stupour at the breakfast table.

'' What ? '' I replied in surprise.

'' Contract Law, I ca n't be bothered, needs to be in by Mon. '' she said for once acknowledging my existence.

'' Why not. '' I agreed.

She threw a Orange River folder across the capable and announced `` Then you can fuck my ass if I get an A, '' she laughed wickedly.

As it happened I knew something of declaration law and like a fool I retreated to my room and powered up my computer and started to write.

I tried to write like her, get in her mind, I do n't know if I succeeded, I never asked about it but later she announced it scraped her a pass mark, that was when she asked me to do another piece of music of coursework for her.

My second year came to an end, this time a phonograph recording muckle and the summer break fitted together and we spent the summer laying down an album, then with the spell dates we were offered deferring my concluding year seemed a real good idea, so I sort of said farewell to Angie and moved on, not that I actually said anything, she simply was n't around when I went.

We never exactly hit the big time, as a dance band, but biography was Ok, drummer comes about third in the heirarchy, after lead Isaac Merrit Singer and bass guitar so I usually got third plectrum of the groupies, and it was only supposed to be one class out of university.

The year became two then three, writing poop Sung dynasty went from being a jape to being a career, and the money was honorable but after a while the venues were becoming smaller the calendar less packed.

The pelting drops were hammering on the windshield, bouncing and landing again, the steady trickle of the leaking sunshine-roof on my Range rover was intensely annoying as I drove back to the hotel from our gig. We were very a great deal the supporting act, the groupies had moved on and I slipped away for a quiet pint before heading for the motel.

It was days since I last saw Angie, but somehow I knew it was her as she wandered slowly along the pavement just a few yards from the seafront with its famous lights, she turned and smiled warmly, invitingly at me, as I cruised past. I jammed on the brakes.

'' Want a ski lift ? '' I asked.

She opened the threshold and climbed in, `` Round by the tram depot is best. '' she announced, `` but get going the police are around. ``

'' How about my hotel ? '' I suggested.

'' I want a C for that, `` she said, matter of factly.

I 'm sure she never recognised me, she seemed to be in a haze as we checked in, luckily the travel Lodge where I stayed had only family rooms so there was a to the full sizing bed, and she wasted no time n climbing onto it.

'' Your hair's-breadth 's wet. '' I pointed out.

'' It 's raining. '' she replied reasonably, `` seem you want to fuck or you want to babble. ``

'' Ok, '' I agreed, as I dashed in the cascade elbow room and took the speedy cascade of my life nd returned still naked drying myself, she had her skirt up around her waist.

'' Is that it, are n't you getting undressed ? '' I asked.

'' No, saves time. '' she replied, `` Just do it, ok. ''

She jabbed her fingers inside herself to get herself in the mood and handed me a condom which I rolled on before I eased her thighs apart and pulled her to the edge of the bed and tried to enter her, cypher was working, everything seemed so

'' Hey, slow down. '' she said, `` I 'm not make. ``

I pulled back, `` I guess I need a fix. '' she announced.

'' Get naked, that will help, `` I suggested as I pawed and pulled at her damp clothing, `` let me dry your hair, '' I saw it was filthy, `` subscribe to a rain shower. ``

She tried to protest, `` Look all night is two fifty. '' she warned.

'' mulct, now lets get you wet. '' I agreed

I filled the tub, tipped in every sachet of bath salts in the locker and carried her to the john where I tipped her in, I soaped or was it groped those slightly sagging bosom, felt her ribs through her undernourished pelt and cleaned her most private places with my finger, and spoiled it all when I lost control and spunked all over her tits.

Mmmm, she murmured as she scooped some up and licked it, `` Salty. ``

I washed her again, and this metre I got a safety on before I laid her on the bathroom floor, parted her pegleg and this clip slid in her so easily it was like entering heaven, of course she was wet so we stuck together, so the sex was awkward to say the to the lowest degree, but it was a chapter closed, I had got her out of my system.

I watched her dry herself, `` It 's a hundred, and a tenner for a cab. '' she said quietly.

'' Stay till forenoon. ``

'' No, its another one 50. '' she said.

'' Not a trouble, just come to bed. '' I suggested.

She demurred until I handed her five fifties, the greed lit her stock blue oculus briefly.

'' Look, I 'm going to need a fix, ok. '' she warned.

We piled under the duvet, she turned to face away from me and I put my arms around her protectively, before I absent mindedly started to act as with her nipples.

'' So what have you been up to since I last saw you. ``

She tensed, `` Last saw ? ``

'' We shared a house '' I reminded her.

'' Shared a house ? '' she queried, `` Where ? ``

'' At Uni, '' I elaborated.

'' Oh god no ! '' she wailed. `` Oh god you 're that wacko. ``

'' I prefer drummer. '' I corrected her.

'' Look I ca n't do this. '' she said quietly.

I kissed her cervix. `` Why not ? ``

'' I know you, you know me, it 's too weird. '' she confessed.

I dipped a fingerbreadth within her, between her legs, `` I think it 's nice. '' I told her, `` I used to lie awake wanking dream of you. ''

'' That 's disgusting. '' she announced.

'' You were beautiful then. '' I told her honestly.

She smiled.

'' That was then, '' I told her. I think the implications hit her like a physical bump, she seemed to shrink back into herself.

'' Oh. '' she sorting of groaned.

'' You used to beam with energy, your hair shone. '' I continued

'' Please do n't '' she whispered, `` It was a long time ago. ``

'' I wanted you so badly, then. '' I reminded her.

'' Yeah, '' she agreed `` except you were always covered in oil so no self respecting. '' her vocalization tailed off.

'' Where did your self respect go, young woman Hamilton - grayness, '' I asked

'' Do n't, you 're not being fairly. '' she replied.

'' I guess not, can I ask what happened. '' I tried.

'' Drugs. `` she replied.

'' So how are you, how is your father ? '' I asked.

'' My god what a commonplace '' she snorted.

'' Well ? '' she said.

'' I do n't fucking bang, '' she replied. `` He stopped my allowance, I 'd have been Ok if he had n't stopped my valuation reserve. ``

'' So where do you live on ? '' I asked.

'' Do n't ask. '' she insisted.

'' No tell me. '' I persisted.

'' Mount street, I do a hebdomad here then Leeds then Smethwick then Kensington, keep one step ahead. '' she was crying. `` It 's not what I planned. ``

'' No '' I held her tighter. `` Nor me. ``

'' Are you trying to fuck my bum ? '' she asked.

I realised my erection was straining against her bum cheeks.

'' No, '' I guess I blushed.

'' Because you can if you like. '' she agreed.

'' No, it 's ok. '' I told her

'' I owe you from Uni, '' she said.

'' Hush '' I remembered her as she had been.

I knew about cyprian, as soon as she fell asleep I hid her apparel in my suitcase and hid the key behind the TV set, she woke me around five a.m. `` Where are my clothes ! '' she demanded.

It was so easy to pin her Down, she was undernourished underweight, out of condition, I just manhandled her back onto the bed, and selected one of the prophylactic she left on the bedside board and slid it on me.

She struggled but I held her and clamped my mouth over hers, she stopped struggling, I looked round the room and saw my wallet was out of my jacket showing she had been intending to rob me.

'' You really get reached tilt merchant ship have n't you ? '' I told her as I forced her articulatio genus apart.

'' I 'm sorry. '' she blubbed, as I guided my erection towards her dry unexcited sex. `` please do n't. '' It was n't working, I kissed her neck, a genuine love morsel, I knew it would embarrass her so did another and another, `` No '' she wailed, `` No I ca n't work looking like that, no. ``

'' Should ingest thought of that. '' I snarled.

'' Please have sex my ass if you want but do n't. '' she said quietly, `` Ray beats me. ``

'' You have lied enough. '' I told her as I rolled off her and retrieved the key to my bag from behind the TV.

I threw her dame and top at her and told her to get dressed. `` Where 's my bra and panties ? '' she asked.

'' You 're a sporting lady you do n't need them. '' I told her bluntly, `` Or shoes. '' I dressed quickly, shirt tie boring like I was going to a meeting, `` You can post my compositor's case to the car. '' she obeyed, she struggled down the corridor as I followed with my briefcase and Laptop computer.

I paid the girl on reception for the room and paid up forepart for the side by side night.

I unlocked the car and handed Angie my Mobile River telephone set hired man free microphone and keypad. `` William Tell that pimp of yours you been arrested for soliciting and you need bail of ten yard. ``

She stared wide eyed and did as she was told, the reply came through the utterer `` Well lie with you you stupid bitch you 're on your own. '' was one of the friendly things he said and then I drove off to Harrogate.

She got more and more stir up, and then as we drove into the cul de sac where her parents used to know she broke down and sobbed. They used to last at Rhoedean, and as I crunched the gravel under the range scouter 's bicycle her founding father looked out from behind the chinz curtains.

I went to the forepart door, `` It 's Mr Stephen dear, musician chappie lived with Angela. '' he shouted to someone in the house.

'' What brings you here ? '' he asked.

'' I brought Angela to see you. '' I told him.

'' Then hold her away again, we do n't want her. '' he said.

'' What ? '' I asked in disbelief.

`` I said we do n't need to see her. '' he insisted.

'' Ca n't we at to the lowest degree discuss this ? '' I suggested.

'' No, Good day. '' he slammed the door shut.

'' What a son of a bitch ! '' I said to no one in particular.

I knew this place in Leeds where they did rehab they were good, and quick, they had weaned loads of musicians off hard and soft drugs and I figured they could do the Lapp for Angela, so stopping only to buy her some underclothing in a lilliputian boutique in Town I took her there, and she did n't experience very much choice in the matter when I more or less frog marched her in.

The woman on reception recognised me as the guy who brought Evan our Acoustic guitar musician in when his heroin addiction got out of control, `` Brought your girl Mr Stephens ? '' she asked.

'' Yes, can you do something, reasonably quickly ? '' I requested.

'' You know the rates ? '' she queried.

'' She 's worth it. '' I boasted as I signed the signifier she thrust in front of me, then suddenly Angela was gone, taken away by a male nurse in a white coat.

I called back at Harrogate, at the Hamilton - Grey 's and the most beautiful little girl I had ever seen came to the door, a younger endearing version of Angela.

'' Who is it centime ? '' a charwoman asked.

'' Mr Stephens. '' I said.

'' Do n't let him in beloved he is a drug freak. '' she replied.

I pushed Penny aside somewhat rudely, `` Now hang on, I 've never used drugs, ever, but for your information I 'm paying for Angela to be de toxed, she is working as a cocotte for christ 's sake. ``

Penny looked totally shocked. `` You said she was studying Law at Harvard University. ``

'' She picked me up outside the Co op in Blackpool, '' I told them, `` she 's soliciting, not a canvasser all rightfulness. ``

'' spirit Stephens. '' Mr Hamilton-Grey spoke quietly, `` sorting of written Angela off, she got in with your crowd, ruined her life, ca n't turn back the clock. ``

'' It was n't my gang, I never did drugs. '' I insisted.

'' Not what she said. '' he replied.

'' I never went out with her, '' I protested, `` I had this miniskirt Van that she hated, still got it actually, but she would never turn on in it, she preferred to get soaked through. ``

'' So where is she ? '' penny asked.

'' A Private Clinic, rehabilitation. '' I told her.

'' Will you take me to see her ? '' penny enquired.

'' No, but I am hoping she can come rest home here afterwards. '' I explained.

The old chap looked at the floor, `` Offer Mr Stephens a drinkable Penny, I must talk to your mother. ``

cent looked at me, I smiled.

'' Why do you stare at me like that ? '' she asked.

'' Sorry. '' I apologised.

'' Angela said you were pathetic. '' she told me.

'' You 're beautiful like she used to be. '' I told her. `` I thought she was the most beautiful girl in the world. ``

'' So am I the most beautiful girl now ? '' she questioned, I sensed her anger.

'' That was then, '' I explained, `` and yes you are uncomfortably beautiful, you remind me how she was, how I hope she will be again, but for Heaven sake it was n't my shift. ``

'' She was really disquieted when you were on TV. '' she suggested, `` She dated all those football player then suddenly you were on TV with some bimbo. ``

'' I think I remember, we only met that day, there were so many girls, like Angie, '' I told her, `` looking for renown, hoping for, something, and then it 's cockcrow and she 's in her party dress, and she 's tardy for piece of work, and my next gig is in the evening a hundred mile away and it 's no poove tale any more. ``

'' So Mr pop star topology, where now, Las Vegas ? '' centime asked. sarcastically.

'' University, do my final year. '' I admitted.

'' What ! '' she exclaimed.

'' Finish my degree. '' I insisted

'' You are joking ! '' she seemed amazed.

'' And what about Angela ? '' she asked.

'' She 's hardly my trouble, '' I told her, `` I think I have done more than enough for her and really the cost of rehab is not my responsibility. ``

'' No. '' Penny said emphatically, `` daddy is struggling already, if he has to pay for her rehab, then I do n't see how I can go to university. ``

'' Do you have a place ? '' I asked.

'' Yes, '' she informed me, `` Where Angie went, well a conditional offer, dependent to class. '' she paused, `` Do n't look at me like that, Angie said you did that, stared, imagining what she looked like under. '' she paused, `` Naked. ``

'' Please ! '' I asked, `` This is hardly the position. ``

'' No, but it 's what you 're thinking. '' she insisted.

'' Wrong, I was thinking what a point headed kid you are, but yeah ok, I was actually thinking how similar you are to Angela. '' I suggested.

'' And how you could transfer sisters in mid flow ? '' she probed.

'' It 's an interesting concept. '' I agreed.

'' If you pay my adjustment and tuition, I 'll do anything you want. '' she offered.

'' Anything ? '' I sought confirmation.

'' Anything everything. '' she agreed.

'' Shall we shake hands on it ? '' I suggested

'' You 're vicious. '' she said.

'' Shake ! '' I insisted.

Her handwriting was like a bushed weight but we shook hands and sealed her fate.

'' Do you have a young man ? '' I asked.

'' Yes, Kevin. '' she replied, `` He 's going to uni too, Sami campus different form. ``

'' Maybe we can house portion, I was thinking of buying ? '' I suggested.

'' get off me the address, '' she said, `` I think it 's clock time you went. ``

Angie 's rehab was a battle, I guessed the clinic were ripping me off but I stayed with it until my course started in September.

I bought a theatre in the same road where Angie and I had lived, already subdivided into four bedsits with a shared kitchen and dining room it was ideal but to centime 's dismay her boyfriend Kevin was not invited to strike a room, I actually banned him from the house.

Penny was very apprehensive that initiative eventide, but I sat her down and position down the ground linguistic rule, `` You know what we agreed, I want you to make breakfast, dinner and supper, every day, tiffin Saturday and Sunday, ''

'' Sex ? '' she asked.

'' Just ask. '' I said.

'' No, '' she sniffed, `` How often ? ``

'' Let 's see shall we ? '' I suggested, `` Angie will be staying for a few weeks. ``

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Angie was a pickle, a complete mess, I put her in the rachis bedroom, we even managed to find a study course of action for her but she was n't worry, but Penny was marvellous, a wonderful cook housekeeper, and a wonderful future wife but not for me.

She treats you like shit. '' Penny observed over breakfast one morning `` She was out until four again last night. ``

'' I know. '' I explained.

'' Remember our concord. '' she said looking intently at me. `` I meant it, it means everything to me, this course, do n't give up on us, just because she 's a woman of the street. ``

'' No. it 's fine really. ``

'' Of course it is n't. you 're a man, you have pauperization. '' penny continued

'' It 's mulct really. '' I agreed

'' She does n't merit you, it 's not bonny. '' Penny explained.

'' What 's not fairly ? ``

'' That you love her not me. '' she sighed, '' There I 've said it. ``

'' Oh hell. '' I replied, `` Look, I think you somehow got the wrong mind. ``

'' So you do n't like me ? '' she asked.

'' Very a great deal, but like a friend, not a sex object. '' I replied.

'' So I 'm not sexy ? '' Her nightdress left goose egg to the imagination, and the excrescence in my shorts was all the check she needed, she raised the nightdress to unwrap first her shaved twat then her perfect unconditional tummy and then her consummate breasts before I grabbed her under her axillary cavity and raised her up onto the breakfast table. My shorts were down in a flash and I was with a endorsement of thrusting mystifying within her.

'' No, '' I said, `` It 's not good. '' I pulled up my shorts.

'' I thought so, '' she said, `` It 's my kick of sis. '' she said, `` So damned well take her. ``

'' What ? '' I said.

'' admit her off the street, she 's back on drugs. '' Penny said, `` Lock her in the root cellar if you like, I 'll help you. ``

'' What ? '' I asked.

'' Cellar I cleaned the basement out, '' she said, `` You could string her up. ``

'' centime ! '' I exclaimed.

'' Why not, make surely she goes Cold Turkey, '' she said, `` I 'll help. ``

I guessed she was bluffing until I got back from a lecture around four thirty that good afternoon, centime was dressed in some really old dress and was really grime, `` I 've cleaned up the basement seed and looking at ! ``

I followed her down the stairs which led down behind the kitchen and she had indeed mqde inroads into the collect detritus, `` It needs some hooks, '' she said, `` and Chain. ``

'' centime ! '' I exclaimed.

'' There 's some in my room and straps and all kind, it makes perfect sense do n't you think Andrew ? '' she said.

'' No it 's mad. '' I exclaimed, `` Actually there are some sort of accommodation in that paries, the shelf brackets, we could use those.

'' You need some in the trading floor ? '' She said, `` I 'll get the concatenation, ''

I was actually scared, '' I 'll total with you, '' I suggested.

She had a bag of rusty mountain range and some old leather straps of various character all a bit ad hoc rather than planned, and several gyre of antique tape.

Angie was due back for dinner but we waited until nearly nine before eating and then she rolled in at three thirty a.m. very very drunk.

centime and I were watching deep night TV, `` Shall we ? '' she asked as Angie appeared.

'' Yes why not ! '' I agreed.

There was no design, penny caught Angie 's arm and wrenched it up her back and I opened the doorway to the Cellar steps and Angie just had to stumble down into the darkness until I could get to the unclouded switch.

'' Now what, '' I asked as Angie began to scream.

'' Rag ! '' Penny suggested, `` contain her, '' I grabbed Angie and penny went to attract Angie 's step-in down, `` darn she did n't get into any ! '' penny exclaimed and she pulled her own panties off instead, crumpled them into a Lucille Ball and thrust them in her sister 's back talk, then she wound a single band of gaffer tape around Angie 's drumhead to oblige them.

'' Now what ? '' I asked.

'' Strip her, '' Penny said, `` I 'll do it. '' she dragged Angie 's top Down, slipped her bra off and dragged her annulus past her knees, Angie kicked as Penny pulled her shoes off, so Penny slapped her thigh,

'' Lets tape her men to her ankle joint hold back her kicking, '' Penny suggested, It was slowly enough, with old-timer tape, and she laid there helpless yet defiant.

'' There 's a telescopic pole, tapeline one end to each ankle '' penny suggested `` and spread her legs a bit ''

'' Why ? '' I asked.

'' Do I have to draw a diagram ? '' she asked.

I picked up the celestial pole, I looped some rope around her provide ankle and taped it to the pole and then did the other ankle before with Penny 's help I spread her legs excruciatingly wide as the pole 's rachet clicked.

'' What do you think ? '' Penny asked.

'' She 'll be livid in the morning. '' I suggested.

'' Tough, '' Penny replied, `` Now do n't leave to put the light out when you 've finished screwing her. ``

'' No centime, it would n't be mighty. '' explained.

'' So rest with me ? '' she said, `` Before you burst. ``

'' Penny, '' I started to say but she handed me a packet of rubber, `` See you at breakfast ! '' she suggested.

I stared, Angie stared at me with wide eyes, but she was bent so far that her fundament and vagina were displayed to perfection, I could n't protest, I just slid on a safety and dipped deep into that hot wetness, she groaned her eyes like saucers, and then I was humping her using her like a dispense with bitch and she felt really honest, I 'm sure she squeezed me as I fucked her and then it was over.

'' Was it as good as you thought ? '' penny asked, I thought she had gone up.

'' Better untie her I suppose, '' I suggested but cent disagreed.

'' She needs to teach, leave her, I 'll clean house the messiness in the morning. '' cent suggested and so we turned the illume off and left her.

There was a smell of disinfectant and a dampness spell on the trading floor when centime sent me down to see Angie in the sunrise, she was dusty and had corrasion on her knees and elbows and other signs that she had really struggled to get innocent, she glared at me as I dropped my pants, I loved that facial expression of hatred, it was so much better than indifference.

She tried to wriggle but her choice were limited, and she knew it was hopeless, because she was getting wet already, her lilliputian knocker seemed perkier than usual and her pap seemed stiff, of course it could own been the cold, but, no she sorting of snorted as I sank mystifying into her waiting twat, he could n't do much else with penny 's panties still gagging her.

It was n't an nonsuch Angle or a corking seductive ambience but it felt really great an early on aurora fuck, great.

'' Andew, it 's breakfast time, '' centime shouted, `` Finish up, you can act again after breakfast. ``

'' Sorry Angie, '' I whispered, `` Looks like I have to go. ``

'' You look delight with yourself, '' penny suggested, `` I cleaned up earlier and she was n't very complimentary. ``

'' No it was quite pleasant. '' I said, `` It felt right somehow. ``

'' Andrew, '' Penny said, `` How any time can you have it off a lady friend straight off ? ``

'' Just once, why ? '' I asked.

'' In a morning ? '' she asked.



'' I do n't do it, '' I replied.

'' Why not rule out, you 've nix else to do sustain you ? '' she asked and she was right on !

'' Yes, will you keep sexual conquest, '' I asked.

'' Yes, of track ! '' penny agreed, `` I 'll just determine on her. '' she slipped away and I started on my 1st Baron Verulam and egg but a slapping swishing noise bothered me, it was coming from the root cellar, I went to enquire, penny was standing in her underwear brandishing a sort of boat paddle, clearly she was slapping Angie with it, and whispering darkly as she did so.

'' centime, what are you thinking of ? '' I asked.

'' Well she deserves it ! '' she insisted, `` bitch, ''

'' What 's she done ? '' I asked.

'' You know very well, '' she said, `` She ruined everything for me, nearly. ``

'' I guess. '' I agreed, `` So ? ``

'' She does n't merit you ! '' Penny complained, `` She treats you like shit, and still you want her not me ! ''

'' cent, you know, well, I like you, '' I said, `` I like you a hell of a lot but, ''

'' Not enough, not enough to have it off me is that it ? '' she asked.

'' There 's so much story with Angie, it 's like lancing a boil, '' I said `` But honesty, it 's just sibling rivalry is n't it ? ``

She nodded so I put a protective arm around her and an speculative mitt down her panties.

'' You 're not even damp, '' I chided.

'' Rotter ! '' she muttered,

'' Shall we make a better sort of underframe for Angie ? '' I suggested, `` sort of a fund, keep her bum raised so you can swat it ? ``

'' Yes, I suppose so, why ? '' Penny asked.

'' Because I think thrashing her with a whip is a great theme, '' I suggested, `` to be true. ''

'' You do ? '' she replied in astonishment.

'' She drives me mad, '' I admitted, `` I just feel I want to hit her, I ca n't help it she just annoys me so much, she had so much going for her and. ``

'' Exactly, '' she agreed, `` Absolutely, have you got enough Sir Henry Joseph Wood ? ``

'' Have you got a better whip ? '' I joked.

Strangely enough Angie did n't say anything, but then again we never released her gag either.

We retired to the kitchen, I finished my breakfast, centime found a drawing pad and we set to wreak, we though hired hand cakehole in a board, they we thought two deep board with a U shaped cut out which overlapped, maybe six inch plank, the Same for her understructure, separated with about three feet six side planks.

'' Any serious at wood employment ? '' Penny asked.

'' We need wood first, '' I pointed out but there were some old shelf we did n't use in Penny 's room an with some other odd bits and some screws I had to accumulate from the DIY fund, with an electric drill and a saw and a hole saw, bore bit, shtup, screwdriver and well I decided on some new Sir Henry Joseph Wood as well it was starting to get expensive !

It was mid first light before we really got started, the frame was about three feet blanket and four feet long, the slope and closing of six by one solid pine tree, it looked great until I realised I had cut the leg holes too big, That ment cutting two more and we were no getting short of wood.

'' haul the curtains and I 'll try it ! '' cent said in exasperation, so I assembled it and allowed her to climb up on and to put her hands and lower legs in the cut outs before I lowered the other boards with U shaped cut outs to clamp her in, a couple of bolts with winged nuts finished the job.

'' It 's blooming uncomfortable, '' Penny announced.

'' good, I 'll just test it. '' I replied, she was still in her underwear, i eased her pantie down as a joke intending to slap her keister and she said, `` Yes ! ''

I reacted sharply, `` Oh sorry, no, '' I said and pulled her pantie on again, `` Lets take it down stairs, '' and I quickly released the dash and resign her.

Angie looked really horrified when we clattered down the stairs to the cellar with the new soma, `` We put in a lot of work for you, '' I explained while centime picked up the mop to look at with a small wet patch which had appeared.

We had to take the leg spreader and then we unwrapped Angie 's wrists and articulatio talocruralis, she struggled but we soon had her feet trappd in the new frame and then her hands, once again it was n't nonsuch for fucking her sex was too low and I did n't need her bunghole but her back. her almost overlooked backbone was exposed.

We took it in turns slashing a diagonal design into her backrest, Penny thrashing out her hatred of what her babe thoughtlessness had so nearly, and I my frustration at being ignored an put down so often.

She was a heap of weals, some actually bleeding when we left her, she looked broken, still gagged unable to even lie down now.

cent knew the consequence was right, `` take up me Andy, show her you 've moved on, she said and she took her panties off once more, she looked like the Angie I had once known and making sure Angie could see us I stepped out of my short circuit and lifted her up to drop her onto my straining erection.

'' Ohhhh Andy, '' she trilled, `` That 's sooo dainty how could that bitch of a sister have turned you away. '' she remembered to say sarcastically before the realisation kicked in, we were good together.

Very good indeed. We retired to my bed room, to my bed, and the day passed in a serial publication of bursts of heat and cat naps.

'' Andrew, how long can somebody go without fluids ? '' centime asked suddenly.

'' Two three twenty-four hours, why ? '' I replied.

'' Angie has n't had anything all day. '' she explained.

'' Leave it, she 'd only wee all over the floor, '' I suggested.

We could n't and when we pulled the tape off her oral fissure she was in a bad way, `` Oh thank god thank god, '' she exclaimed, `` Water ! ``

We released her from the physique and took her to the kitchen where she drank a couple of pint of water straight off.

She had severe spasm, she was bleeding from several of her cuts and we decided she should catch some Z's with us, the bed was plenteousness big enough, and with a leather strap padlocked around her cervix padlocked to a leash around the bed frame she was n't going anywhere !

Angie waited until she thought Penny was asleep and asked, `` Why do you still love me ? ``

'' I do n't. '' I said.

'' You do, I saw it in your eyes when you screwed centime. '' she whispered, `` And when you whipped me, ''

'' When I whipped you, you knew I loved you ? '' I said incredulously.

'' Yes, that 's when I knew. '' she said, `` Why could n't you have been so manly before, why were you so timid, timid when I needed a real man. ``

'' So your trouble were my shift ? '' I suggested.

'' Partly, but Andy, '' she said, `` If you choose me I 'll commute, I really will, if you 're business firm with me, '' he hand was on my member, of grade it stirred, she rubbed the tip against her soaking scratch opened her legs invitingly and guided me in. `` I owe you so much. '' she said and I gently humped her so as not to wake Penny.

'' Do n't bear in mind me, '' cent said, `` You just do what ever you want. ``

'' We will keep you tied up for a week or so, '' I whispered, `` beat you three or four times a day if that 's all right ? ``

'' I 'll take over it, and after ? ``

'' Well, I 'll just lash you when you get in, all over your bosom and back, to blob out the craving for drugs. '' I suggested, `` Otherwise you have a course to discharge. ``

'' And babies, '' she said, `` I want your babies. ``

'' Only if you 're good. '' I said .