pelting drib, hammering on the windshield, bouncing and landing again, the steady drip of the leaking roof vent on my little mini Van, she bustled past, her long blonde locks hidden beneath her hooded coating. I slid the windowpane open,

'' Want a lift ? '' I asked.

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

It was annoying, mainly because she could have helped push if the motor drowned in the spray but if she wanted to walk and shoot the bus well there was nothing I could do about it.

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

She walked past me in the vestibule of the house where we both had rooms, four bed sitting rooms with communal kitchen and bathroom, she had the undecomposed room upstairs battlefront, mine was away on the top floor tucked under the roof.

She looked at me with annoyance, `` I wish you would veil that pile of scrap around the vertebral column, it lowers the tone of the country. '' she sneered.

'' Sorry, Angie '' I apologised,

'' Better still scrap it. '' she suggested unkindly. `` And it 's Miss Sir William Rowan Hamilton - Zane Grey to you Groves '' she certainly knew how to render a put down six month in the same house and she still did n't jazz my name.

I thought of the first time we met, in the lounge at the bookman sign of the zodiac we shared, I lived in a directly on campus for the starting time year then we found `` Digs '' for the second and tertiary years, so the start time we met was after the summertime pause when we moved in. I was completely tongue tied, her stunner took my intimation 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 manpower were undoubtedly covered in it, but still she might have been polite.

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

Each day brought a new torment, somehow other young woman seemed somehow diminished by comparison with Angie, certainly I never seemed to find anyone to construct a relationship with.

It was a faint Leslie Townes Hope, supposing that a ride with me was preferable to getting soaked but clearly it was not enough.

The rains continued, week on workweek it seemed, somehow I managed to palaver the ageing vehicle to life each break of day despite it being over XXX geezerhood old, which at least meant I could get in the can after Angie and the other girls had left to catch the bus.awkward.

There was something about Angie, the figure of her neck, those pear shaped breasts, the blue heart, that prospicient golden hair, maybe even her haughty fashion that got under my cutis in a way Amanda and Queen City the other housemates never managed to do.

Fridays were risky, most Fridays we had a gig somewhere for our piffling rock ring, and straight after the last lectures we would set off with the amp and drum kit squeezed into my tiny van and the eternal rest of the kit and the cuss in Tom 's Mondeo place wagon.

I remember one Nox, she was in our lounge, drunkard, I thought, when I returned, her pink articulatio genus framed a pair of brown behind as some new guy took his delight with her, another negro, she liked Negroid. I felt physically sick. He pulled away as he heard me,

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

I saw she had shaved her os pubis, her slit glistened obscenely between her slightly reddened abuse lower lips.

'' I 'm sorry, '' was all I could say as I closed the door and heard them burst into unmanageable giggles.

My indorsement year rolled on, the Band became more pop, Gigs rolled in, every weekend.

The fizgig were great, well sometimes people stopped yelling long enough for us to hear ourselves take on, but after two or three twenty moment solidifying, then dismantling everything and loading the van the evening seemed to be gone, but usually I was plate before Angie put in an visual aspect in the ahead of time hours, after an evening in the bar then on to an expensive cabaret with her `` Friends. '' then she would be belting out pop songs in completely the wrong key in that high soprano vox of hers, the sorting that smashes wine glasses and kills informer at fifty dollar bill paces.

I noticed a gradual variety in Angie, I missed the big thing but suddenly the guys she brought dwelling house were richer, her type I thought, and she took them to her room, not the lounge.

I actually felt delight, she deserved mortal decent, but they seemed strangely old, then I had to make a conclusion, the Band got a track record contract, except it meant giving up my point grade, the other bozo were up for it but I had worked too hard and I was unsure.

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

They got a called Pete to take my place, well at gigs in the studio they had to use a sessions man because Pete had little sense of round, at least when he was stoned which was all the clock time, and of course he got busted and of trend I got hauled up before the Chancellor, the head of the faculty.

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

I knew he had read the newspaper 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 daughter loathes you, and I suppose that is mutual, but, and I appeal to any decency you may take in, for gods sake go home and out of my daughter 's life, 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 take my daughter away, through no mistake of her own do I ? '' he asked, `` is that your final exam Holy Writ. ``

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

'' fountainhead expect a custodial sentence then. '' he threatened.

He really thought it was me using a stage name so he used the old male child network to get the drummer jailed, and with his condemnation the record recording label dropped the recording theme but it was soundly for me because as the banding 's luck took a diving and with the recording contract torn up and my replacement jailed I was back in demand once more.

Angie had a go at me one day.

'' hoi polloi 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 afternoon with it jacked up at the roadside, She sat on a low paries with her legs spread invitingly as she said it trying to wrap me up yet unaware how fuddled with her I had become.

She started to look ill, reduce, fragile, her hair no longer glistened, and her tegument no longer glowed, I still never realised.

She was kneeling in the gutter outside the house being upchuck one evening when I returned home, I picked her up out of he trough and carried her upstairs, she had her key in her purse and I took her in to her room. My fingers trembled as I sat her on the bed, pulled off her shoe and pulled down the zipper at the back of her simple garb, eased it from her berm and let it devolve

She looked at me in disinterested puzzlement as I undid her bra strap then peeled off her pantihose to reveal her diminutive whiteness step-in. I would have taken her there and then except I could see she had her geological period, so instead I pulled back he bed book binding laid her down pat and kissed her frontal bone, before I covered her up and went to my own room.

Next morning she accused me of groping her, right in front of the other two young lady, I explained I only took her to her room but they never believed me I am sure as shooting. I had another visit from her daddy after that one.

Then one afternoon It all fitted into place, it was the mid summer breakage, two immaculately garbed African valet arrived in a black BMW.

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

'' abode '' I explained.

'' No she ai n't, '' the pocket-size one said. `` We knocked. ``

'' Her parents household. '' I explained.

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

'' Hey where you get your shit ? '' the bigger one suggested, his bulging chocolate-brown neck incongruous against his clean shirt and pinstriped suit.

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

'' Course you do, you was in the report 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 paraphernalia, do n't she tell you zip, that tinker's damn you score from her she works for on her back. '' 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 Scheol ! '' I blurted out.

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

'' I 'm a student, if I had three marvelous would I drive this, '' I tried to say heap of bullshit, 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 post, she clearly had a drug habit and was sleeping with men to fund it.

I watched them drive away in their BMW.

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

I came home early one eventide, some merry andrew set off the sprinklers at our gig, Angie was coming down step with a halfway aged man in a suit, then later she came home with soul 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 straw coloured tomentum and blanch lifeless skin, the slightly grubby tee dickhead and none too clean blue jean, and I realised I did n't fancy her any more.

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

'' What ? '' I replied in surprise.

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

'' Why not. '' I agreed.

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

As it happened I knew something of Contract law and like a motley fool I retreated to my room and powered up my data processor and started to spell.

I tried to pen 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 laissez passer mark, that was when she asked me to do another small-arm of coursework for her.

My back year came to an end, this time a record mountain and the summer break fitted together and we spent the summer laying down an album, then with the tour dates we were offered deferring my terminal year seemed a very 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 clip, as a Band, but life was Ok, drummer comes about third in the heirarchy, after leading singer and sea bass guitar so I usually got 3rd pick of the groupies, and it was only supposed to be one year out of university.

The year became two then three, writing Irish bull songs went from being a laugh to being a career, and the money was good but after a while the locus were becoming low the calendar less packed.

The rain free fall were hammering on the windshield, bouncing and landing again, the steady drip mould of the leaking sunroof on my Range wanderer was intensely annoying as I drove back to the hotel from our gig. We were very much the supporting act, the groupies had moved on and I slipped away for a quiet down pint before heading for the motel.

It was days since I stopping point saw Angie, but somehow I knew it was her as she wandered slowly along the sidewalk just a few M from the seafront with its illustrious visible radiation, she turned and smiled warmly, invitingly at me, as I cruised yesteryear. I jammed on the brakes.

'' Want a elevation ? '' I asked.

She opened the room access 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 hundred for that, `` she said, matter of factly.

I 'm sure she never recognised me, she seemed to be in a daze as we checked in, luckily the travel Lodge where I stayed had only family rooms so there was a full size 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, `` see you want to fuck or you want to speak. ``

'' Ok, '' I agreed, as I dashed in the cascade room and took the quickest shower 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 finger inside herself to get herself in the mood and handed me a safety which I rolled on before I eased her thighs apart and pulled her to the edge of the bed and tried to enrol her, nothing was working, everything seemed so

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

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

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

She tried to protest, `` expect all night is two 50. '' she warned.

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

I filled the bath, tipped in every sachet of bath salt in the console and carried her to the lavatory where I tipped her in, I soaped or was it groped those slightly sagging knocker, felt her ribs through her undernourished skin and cleaned her most individual place with my finger's breadth, 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 time I got a condom on before I laid her on the lavatory floor, parted her ramification and this time slid in her so easily it was like entering heaven, of course she was wet so we stuck together, so the sex was ungainly to say the least, but it was a chapter closed, I had got her out of my system.

I watched her dry herself, `` It 's a one C, and a ten dollar bill for a cab. '' she said quietly.

'' arrest till break of the day. ``

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

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

She demurred until I handed her five fifties, the greed lit her wear blue eye briefly.

'' aspect, 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 flirt with her nipples.

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

She tensed, `` Last saw ? ``

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

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

'' At Uni, '' I elaborated.

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

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

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

I kissed her neck opening. `` Why not ? ``

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

I dipped a finger's breadth within her, between her legs, `` I think it 's squeamish. '' I told her, `` I used to lie alert wanking dreaming 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 entailment hit her like a physical blow, she seemed to shrink back into herself.

'' Oh. '' she sort of groaned.

'' You used to glow with push, your hair shone. '' I continued

'' Please do n't '' she whispered, `` It was a recollective fourth dimension 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 voice tailed off.

'' Where did your ego respect go, Miss Alexander Hamilton - Charles Grey, '' I asked

'' Do n't, you 're not being clean. '' 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 banality '' she snorted.

'' Well ? '' she said.

'' I do n't fucking have sex, '' she replied. `` He stopped my allowance, I 'd feature been Ok if he had n't stopped my leeway. ``

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

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

'' No secernate me. '' I persisted.

'' Mount street, I do a workweek 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 hard-on 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 woman of the street, as soon as she fell asleep I hid her clothes 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 easily to pin her John L. H. 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 tabular array and slid it on me.

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

'' You really have reached rock bum have n't you ? '' I told her as I forced her knees apart.

'' I 'm pitiful. '' she blubbed, as I guided my hard-on towards her dry unexcited sex. `` please do n't. '' It was n't working, I kissed her neck opening, a literal love bite, I knew it would stymy her so did another and another, `` No '' she wailed, `` No I ca n't work looking like that, no. ``

'' Should give birth thought of that. '' I snarled.

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

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

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

'' You 're a whore you do n't need them. '' I told her bluntly, `` Or shoes. '' I dressed quickly, shirt tie boring like I was going to a confluence, `` You can extend my caseful 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 front for the adjacent night.

I unlocked the car and handed Angie my mobile phone deal disengage microphone and keypad. `` William Tell that pander of yours you been arrested for soliciting and you need bond of ten thousand. ``

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

She got more and more agitated, and then as we drove into the cul de sac where her parents used to live she broke down and sobbed. They used to live at Rhoedean, and as I crunched the crushed rock under the Range roamer 's steering wheel her sire looked out from behind the chinz curtains.

I went to the front door, `` It 's Mr Sir Leslie Stephen dear, musician chappie lived with Angela. '' he shouted to individual in the house.

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

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

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

'' What ? '' I asked in disbelief.

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

'' Ca n't we at least discourse this ? '' I suggested.

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

'' What a SOB ! '' I said to no one in particular.

I knew this stead in Leeds where they did rehab they were good, and quick, they had weaned freight of musicians off hard and soft drugs and I figured they could do the like for Angela, so stopping only to buy her some underwear in a little boutique in town I took her there, and she did n't have much choice in the matter when I more or less frog marched her in.

The woman on response recognised me as the guy who brought Evan our Acoustic guitar histrion in when his heroin addiction got out of ascendence, `` Brought your girlfriend Mr Sir Leslie Stephen ? '' 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 form she thrust in front of me, then suddenly Angela was gone, taken away by a male nanny in a Patrick Victor Martindale White coat.

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

'' Who is it Penny ? '' a woman asked.

'' Mr Stephens. '' I said.

'' Do n't let him in beloved he is a drug addict. '' 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 prostitute for Deliverer 's sake. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' A private Clinic, reclamation. '' I told her.

'' testament you submit me to see her ? '' Penny enquired.

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

The old chap looked at the story, `` Offer Mr Stephens a drinkable centime, I must mouth to your female parent. ``

Penny 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 heavens sake it was n't my error. ``

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

'' I think I remember, we only met that day, there were so many girlfriend, like Angie, '' I told her, `` looking for renown, hoping for, something, and then it 's morning and she 's in her company frock, and she 's late for workplace, and my adjacent gig is in the evening a 100 miles away and it 's no fairy tale any more. ``

'' So Mr pop superstar, where now, Las Vegas ? '' penny asked. sarcastically.

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

'' What ! '' she exclaimed.

'' finish my arcdegree. '' 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 than enough for her and really the cost of rehab is not my responsibleness. ``

'' No. '' penny said emphatically, `` pappa 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 suffer a place ? '' I asked.

'' Yes, '' she informed me, `` Where Angie went, well a conditional offer, subject to grades. '' 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 property. ``

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

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

'' And how you could interchange sisters in mid watercourse ? '' she probed.

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

'' If you pay my accommodation 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.

'' wag ! '' I insisted.

Her hand was like a dead weightiness but we shook hands and sealed her fate.

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

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

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

'' charge me the computer address, '' she said, `` I think it 's time you went. ``

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

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

penny was very apprehensive that first evening, but I sat her down and put down the terra firma rules, `` You know what we agreed, I want you to cook breakfast, dinner and supper, every day, tiffin Sat and Billy 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 mess, a complete mess, I put her in the back chamber, we even managed to bump a study path for her but she was n't interested, but cent was marvellous, a marvellous Captain Cook housekeeper, and a wonderful future wife but not for me.

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

'' I know. '' I explained.

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

'' No. it 's exquisitely really. ``

'' Of course it is n't. you 're a man, you have needs. '' cent continued

'' It 's fine really. '' I agreed

'' She does n't deserve you, it 's not fair. '' Penny explained.

'' What 's not fair ? ``

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

'' Oh hell. '' I replied, `` take care, I think you somehow got the wrong idea. ``

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

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

'' So I 'm not sexy ? '' Her nightdress left aught to the imagination, and the bulge in my underdrawers was all the ratification she needed, she raised the gown to reveal first her shaved pussy then her perfect flat tummy and then her utter breasts before I grabbed her under her armpits and raised her up onto the breakfast tabular array. My shorts were down in a flash and I was with a back of thrusting deep within her.

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

'' I thought so, '' she said, `` It 's my bitch of Sister. '' she said, `` So curse well direct her. ``

'' What ? '' I said.

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

'' What ? '' I asked.

'' wine cellar I cleaned the wine cellar out, '' she said, `` You could Chain her up. ``

'' Penny ! '' I exclaimed.

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

I guessed she was bluffing until I got back from a lecture around four thirty that afternoon, Penny was dressed in some really old dress and was really unclean, `` I 've cleaned up the basement come and look ! ``

I followed her down the stairs which led down behind the kitchen and she had indeed mqde inroads into the take in junk, `` It needs some claw, '' she said, `` and chains. ``

'' cent ! '' I exclaimed.

'' There 's some in my room and straps and all sorting, it makes arrant sense do n't you consider Andrew ? '' she said.

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

'' You need some in the story ? '' She said, `` I 'll get the chains, ''

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

She had a bag of rusty Sir Ernst Boris Chain and some old leather strap of various types all a bit ad hoc rather than planned, and several gyre of gaffer 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 late Nox TV, `` Shall we ? '' she asked as Angie appeared.

'' Yes why not ! '' I agreed.

There was no plan, centime caught Angie 's arm and wrenched it up her back and I opened the room access to the Cellar gradation and Angie just had to trip up down into the darkness until I could get to the light switch.

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

'' Rag ! '' Penny suggested, `` Hold her, '' I grabbed Angie and centime went to deplumate Angie 's panties down, `` shucks she did n't wear down any ! '' penny exclaimed and she pulled her own pantie off instead, crumpled them into a nut and force them in her baby 's rima oris, then she wound a individual band of gaffer tape around Angie 's head to take them.

'' Now what ? '' I asked.

'' cartoon strip her, '' Penny said, `` I 'll do it. '' she dragged Angie 's top down, slipped her bra off and dragged her skirt past her knees, Angie kicked as penny pulled her shoes off, so Penny slapped her thigh,

'' Lets magnetic tape her hands to her ankles stop her kicking, '' Penny suggested, It was sluttish enough, with gaffer tape, and she laid there helpless yet defiant.

'' There 's a telescopic pole, taping one end to each ankle '' Penny suggested `` and spread her pegleg a bit ''

'' Why ? '' I asked.

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

I picked up the pole, I looped some rophy around her left ankle joint and taped it to the pole and then did the early mortise joint before with Penny 's help I spread her wooden leg excruciatingly wide as the pole 's ratchet clicked.

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

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

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

'' No penny, it would n't be correctly. '' explained.

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

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

I stared, Angie stared at me with wide eyes, but she was bent so far that her bottomland and vagina were displayed to perfection, I could n't dissent, I just slid on a condom and dipped deep into that hot wetness, she groaned her eyes like disk, and then I was humping her using her like a fifth wheel cunt and she felt really beneficial, I 'm sure she squeezed me as I fucked her and then it was over.

'' Was it as honest as you thought ? '' Penny asked, I thought she had gone up.

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

'' She needs to get word, depart her, I 'll clean the lot in the break of the day. '' penny suggested and so we turned the light off and left her.

There was a smell of antimicrobial and a damp patch on the trading floor when penny sent me down to see Angie in the dawning, she was dusty and had detrition on her human knee and elbow joint and other signs that she had really struggled to get free, she glared at me as I dropped my pants, I loved that feeling of hatred, it was so much better than indifference.

She tried to wrestle but her options were limited, and she knew it was hopeless, because she was getting wet already, her little titties seemed perkier than common and her tit seemed soaked, of course it could take been the common cold, but, no she form of snorted as I sank inscrutable into her waiting puss, he could n't do much else with Penny 's pantie still gagging her.

It was n't an ideal slant or a peachy seductive ambience but it felt really great an ahead of time morning fuck, great.

'' Andew, it 's breakfast clock time, '' Penny shouted, `` eat up up, you can play again after breakfast. ``

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

'' You look pleased with yourself, '' centime suggested, `` I cleaned up earlier and she was n't very gratuitous. ``

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

'' Saint Andrew the Apostle, '' penny said, `` How any metre can you screw a girl straight off ? ``

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

'' In a morning ? '' she asked.



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

'' Why not find out, you 've nada else to do hold you ? '' she asked and she was ripe !

'' Yes, will you keep score, '' I asked.

'' Yes, of form ! '' Penny agreed, `` I 'll just contain on her. '' she slipped away and I started on my bacon and eggs but a slapping swishing noise bothered me, it was coming from the cellar, I went to inquire, centime was standing in her underwear brandishing a kind of paddle, clearly she was slapping Angie with it, and whispering darkly as she did so.

'' Penny, 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 deserve you ! '' Penny complained, `` She treats you like diddley, and still you want her not me ! ''

'' centime, you know, well, I like you, '' I said, `` I like you a perdition of a lot but, ''

'' Not enough, not enough to make out me is that it ? '' she asked.

'' There 's so a good deal history with Angie, it 's like lancing a furuncle, '' I said `` But silver dollar, it 's just sibling rivalry is n't it ? ``

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

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

'' stinkpot ! '' she muttered,

'' Shall we make a substantially sort of frame for Angie ? '' I suggested, `` form of a descent, celebrate her bum raised so you can swat it ? ``

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

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

'' 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 oneself it she just annoys me so much, she had so much going for her and. ``

'' Exactly, '' she agreed, `` Absolutely, have you got enough wood ? ``

'' Have you got a better party 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 do work, we though deal holes in a plank, they we thought two deep planks with a U shaped cut out which overlapped, maybe six inch planks, the same for her ft, separated with about three feet six face planks.

'' Any good at wood work ? '' penny asked.

'' We need wood first, '' I pointed out but there were some old shelves we did n't use in cent 's room an with some other odd chip and some screws I had to collect from the DIY store, with an electric drill and a saw and a gob saw, drill bits, screws, screwdriver and well I decided on some new wood as well it was starting to get expensive !

It was mid morning before we really got started, the physique was about three feet wide and four feet long, the sides and terminal of six by one self-coloured pine, 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.

'' draw play the mantle and I 'll try it ! '' Penny said in exasperation, so I assembled it and allowed her to climb on and to put her manpower and lower stage in the cut outs before I lowered the other boards with U shaped cut outs to clamp her in, a span of bolts with wing testis finished the job.

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

'' Good, I 'll just test it. '' I replied, she was still in her underclothes, i eased her panties down as a joke intending to slap her rump and she said, `` Yes ! ''

I reacted sharply, `` Oh sorry, no, '' I said and pulled her panties on again, `` Lets exact it down stairs, '' and I quickly released the bolts and disengage her.

Angie looked really horrified when we clattered down the stairs to the basement with the new material body, `` We put in a lot of work for you, '' I explained while Penny picked up the mop to contend with a pocket-sized wet patch which had appeared.

We had to bump off the leg spreader and then we unwrapped Angie 's wrists and mortise joint, she struggled but we soon had her feet trappd in the new frame and then her hired man, once again it was n't nonsuch for fucking her sex was too low and I did n't desire her asshole but her backrest. her almost unmarked back was exposed.

We took it in turns slashing a diagonal pattern into her back, penny thrashing out her hate of what her Sister thoughtlessness had so nearly, and I my frustration at being ignored an put down so often.

She was a great deal of wheal, some actually bleeding when we left her, she looked broken, still gagged ineffective to even lie down now.

cent knew the instant was right, `` Take 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 shorts and lifted her up to drop her onto my straining erection.

'' Ohhhh Andy, '' she trilled, `` That 's sooo overnice how could that gripe 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 series of bursts of passion and cat naps.

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

'' Two three days, why ? '' I replied.

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

'' impart it, she 'd only urinate all over the floor, '' I suggested.

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

We released her from the frame and took her to the kitchen where she drank a couple of pints of water system straight off.

She had wicked spasm, she was bleeding from various of her deletion and we decided she should kip with us, the bed was pile big enough, and with a leather strap padlocked around her neck padlocked to a leash around the bed figure she was n't going anywhere !

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

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

'' You do, I saw it in your middle when you screwed Penny. '' 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 veridical man. ``

'' So your problems were my fault ? '' I suggested.

'' Partly, but Andy, '' she said, `` If you choose me I 'll change, I really will, if you 're unfluctuating with me, '' he hired hand was on my phallus, of course of action it stirred, she rubbed the tip against her pawn dent 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 take care me, '' penny said, `` You just do what ever you want. ``

'' We will keep on 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 bear it, and after ? ``

'' fountainhead, I 'll just whip you when you get in, all over your breasts and back, to fleck out the craving for drugs. '' I suggested, `` Otherwise you have a course to nail. ``

'' And child, '' she said, `` I want your sister. ``

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