rain drops, hammering on the windscreen, bouncing and landing again, the sweetie drip mold of the leaking roof vent on my little Mini Van, she bustled past tense, her yearn blonde locks hidden beneath her hooded coat. I slid the window open,

'' Want a lift ? '' I asked.

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

It was annoying, mainly because she could have helped crusade if the motor drowned in the spray but if she wanted to walk and postulate the bus well there was goose egg I could do about it.

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

She walked past me in the vestibule of the menage where we both had suite, four bed sitting way with communal kitchen and bathroom, she had the best room upstairs movement, mine was away on the top story tucked under the roof.

She looked at me with annoyance, `` I wish you would hide out that pile of scrap around the back, it lowers the flavor of the sphere. '' she sneered.

'' Sorry, Angie '' I apologised,

'' Better still scrap it. '' she suggested unkindly. `` And it 's fille Alexander Hamilton - Grey to you Groves '' she certainly knew how to deliver a put down six month in the Saami house and she still did n't know my name.

I thought of the first fourth dimension we met, in the waiting area at the student house we shared, I lived in a flat on campus for the first yr then we found `` jibe '' for the second and tertiary years, so the starting time fourth dimension we met was after the summer geological fault when we moved in. I was completely tongue tied, her beaut took my breathing place 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 hired man were undoubtedly covered in it, but still she might feature been polite.

I wondered why she chose to be here, clearly her parents were rich people, her leeway was certainly generous judging by the house decorator clothes she wore.

Each day brought a new badgering, somehow other girls seemed somehow diminished by comparability with Angie, certainly I never seemed to encounter anyone to ramp up a relationship with.

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

The rains continued, calendar week on week it seemed, somehow I managed to coax the ageing fomite to life each daybreak despite it being over thirty years old, which at least meant I could get in the bathroom after Angie and the other girls had left to catch the bus.awkward.

There was something about Angie, the pattern of her neck, those pear shaped breasts, the blue middle, that prospicient gold hair, maybe even her haughty way that got under my skin in a way Amanda and Charlotte the early housemates never managed to do.

Fridays were defective, nigh Fridays we had a gig somewhere for our little rock isthmus, and straight after the cobbler's last lectures we would set off with the amps and swot up kit squeezed into my diminutive van and the rest of the kit and the lads in Tom 's Mondeo station wagon.

I remember one Nox, she was in our lounge, drunk, I thought, when I returned, her pink knees framed a pair of brown keister as some new guy took his pleasure 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 loins, her prick glistened obscenely between her slightly reddened abused lower lips.

'' I 'm meritless, '' was all I could say as I closed the threshold and heard them burst into unruly giggles.

My back yr rolled on, the band became more popular, spear rolled in, every weekend.

The fizgig were great, well sometimes citizenry stopped yelling long enough for us to see ourselves take on, but after two or three xx min sets, then dismantling everything and loading the van the evening seemed to be gone, but usually I was home before Angie put in an show in the early hours, after an evening in the bar then on to an expensive night club with her `` Friends. '' then she would be belting out pop strain in completely the damage key in that high soprano voice of hers, the kind that smashes wine-colored eyeglasses and killing rats at fifty paces.

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

I actually felt pleased, she deserved someone decent, but they seemed strangely old, then I had to give a decision, the striation got a phonograph recording contract, except it meant giving up my degree class, the early guys were up for it but I had worked too hard and I was unsure.

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

They got a called Pete to take my lieu, well at fizgig in the studio they had to use a Roger Huntington Sessions man because Pete had little sense of rhythm, at least when he was stoned which was all the sentence, and of track he got busted and of grade I got hauled up before the Chancellor, the head of the faculty.

'' Now look Smethwick, '' he intoned, `` Why not step down now, save us all the embarrassment of the trial. '' he continued.

I knew he had read the papers 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 sojourn from Mr Hamilton - Grey, Anela 's father.

'' Look Smethwick, '' he advised, `` I know my daughter loathes you, and I suppose that is reciprocal, but, and I appeal to any decency you may have, for graven image sake go home and out of my daughter 's aliveness, she wants to be a attorney, she ca n't associate with drug using trash like you. ``

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

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

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

'' well expect a tutelary sentence then. '' he threatened.

He really thought it was me using a point gens so he used the old male child meshing to get the drummer jailed, and with his conviction the record label dropped the recording approximation but it was honest for me because as the dance band 's fortunes took a dive and with the recording declaration torn up and my switch jailed I was back in need once more.

Angie had a go at me one day.

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

She started to see ill, thin out, frail, her whisker no longer glistened, and her tegument no longer glowed, I still never realised.

She was kneeling in the gutter outside the house being brainsick one evening when I returned domicile, I picked her up out of he gutter and carried her upstairs, she had her key in her handbag and I took her in to her elbow room. My digit trembled as I sat her on the bed, pulled off her shoes and pulled down the zipper at the backbone of her simple wearing apparel, eased it from her shoulders and let it return

She looked at me in disinterested obfuscation as I undid her bra shoulder strap then peeled off her pantihose to reveal her lilliputian white pantie. I would possess taken her there and then except I could see she had her catamenia, so instead I pulled back he bed covers laid her down and kissed her os frontale, before I covered her up and went to my own room.

Next dayspring she accused me of groping her, right in front line of the other two young lady, I explained I only took her to her way but they never believed me I am sure enough. I had another sojourn from her daddy after that one.

Then one afternoon It all fitted into position, it was the mid summer break, two immaculately attired African gentlemen arrived in a black BMW.

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

'' home plate '' I explained.

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

'' Her parents home. '' I explained.

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

'' Hey where you get your tinker's dam ? '' the expectant one suggested, his bulging brown neck incongruous against his divest shirt and pinstriped suit.

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

'' Course 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 tell you nothing, that diddley 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 expansive '' he suggested.

'' Fucking perdition ! '' I blurted out.

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

'' I 'm a educatee, if I had three grand would I take this, '' I tried to say raft of shite, but we had been through a lot the old van and me and it seemed unpatriotic so I merely said `` Van ? ``

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

I watched them push back away in their BMW.

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

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

I looked at her next dayspring, her straw coloured tomentum and pale lifeless pelt, the slightly grubby tee crap and none too sporting 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 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 able and announced `` Then you can fuck my ass if I get an A, '' she laughed wickedly.

As it happened I knew something of contract bridge law and like a saphead I retreated to my elbow room and powered up my computer and started to save.

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

My sec year came to an end, this sentence a phonograph recording deal and the summer break fitted together and we spent the summer laying down an record album, then with the tour of duty dates we were offered deferring my last year seemed a real dependable 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 prison term, as a band, but life was Ok, drummer comes about third in the heirarchy, after trail vocalist and freshwater 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 vocal went from being a laugh to being a career, and the money was beneficial but after a while the locus were becoming smaller the calendar lupus erythematosus packed.

The rain fall were hammering on the windshield, bouncing and landing again, the steady drip of the leaking sunroof on my scope 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 placid pint before heading for the motel.

It was years since I last saw Angie, but somehow I knew it was her as she wandered slowly along the paving just a few curtilage 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 rise ? '' I asked.

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

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

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

I 'm certainly she never recognised me, she seemed to be in a daze as we checked in, luckily the traveling guild where I stayed had only family room so there was a full size bed, and she wasted no clock time n climbing onto it.

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

'' It 's raining. '' she replied reasonably, `` expect you want to get laid or you want to babble out. ``

'' Ok, '' I agreed, as I dashed in the exhibitor 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 metre. '' she replied, `` Just do it, ok. ''

She jabbed her finger inside herself to get herself in the humour and handed me a rubber which I rolled on before I eased her thigh apart and pulled her to the edge of the bed and tried to enter her, nothing was working, everything seemed so

'' Hey, slack down. '' she said, `` I 'm not ready. ``

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 cruddy, `` learn a shower. ``

She tried to protest, `` expect all dark is two fifty. '' she warned.

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

I filled the bathtub, tipped in every sachet of tub salts in the cabinet and carried her to the bathroom where I tipped her in, I soaped or was it groped those slightly sagging boob, felt her rib through her underfed skin and cleaned her most common soldier places with my digit, and spoiled it all when I lost ascendence and spunked all over her tits.

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

I washed her again, and this clock time I got a condom on before I laid her on the can trading floor, parted her legs and this meter slid in her so easily it was like entering heaven, of course she was wet so we stuck together, so the sex was embarrassing 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 tenner for a cab. '' she said quietly.

'' Stay till first light. ``

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

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

She demurred until I handed her five L, the greed lit her tired blue eyes briefly.

'' looking, I 'm going to take a fix, ok. '' she warned.

We piled under the duvet, she turned to front away from me and I put my sleeve around her protectively, before I absent mindedly started to toy with her nipples.

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

She tensed, `` Last saw ? ``

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

'' Shared a star sign ? '' she queried, `` Where ? ``

'' At Uni, '' I elaborated.

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

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

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

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

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

I dipped a finger within her, between her branch, `` I think it 's dainty. '' I told her, `` I used to lie arouse 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 logical implication hit her like a physical setback, she seemed to wince back into herself.

'' Oh. '' she sort 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 voice tailed off.

'' Where did your ego deference go, Miss Amy Lyon - Grey, '' I asked

'' Do n't, you 're not being fairish. '' 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 cliche '' she snorted.

'' Well ? '' she said.

'' I do n't fucking roll in the hay, '' she replied. `` He stopped my leeway, I 'd have been Ok if he had n't stopped my valuation reserve. ``

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

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

'' No tell me. '' I persisted.

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

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

'' Are you trying to bed 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 prostitutes, as soon as she fell asleep I hid her wearing 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 stipulation, I just manhandled her back onto the bed, and selected one of the condoms she left on the bedside table and slid it on me.

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

'' You really accept reached rock and roll arse have n't you ? '' I told her as I forced her knees apart.

'' I 'm dark. '' 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 actual love bite, I knew it would blockade her so did another and another, `` No '' she wailed, `` No I ca n't work looking like that, no. ``

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

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

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

I threw her skirt 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 require them. '' I told her bluntly, `` Or skid. '' I dressed quickly, shirt tie boring like I was going to a meeting, `` You can carry my slip to the car. '' she obeyed, she struggled down the corridor as I followed with my briefcase and Laptop computer.

I paid the fille on receipt for the room and paid up front for the following night.

I unlocked the car and handed Angie my Mobile telephone men innocent microphone and keypad. `` Tell that ponce of yours you been arrested for soliciting and you need bail of ten thousand. ``

She stared wide eyed and did as she was told, the reply came through the speaker unit `` Well fuck you you stupid backbite you 're on your own. '' was one of the friendlier matter 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 experience at Rhoedean, and as I crunched the gravel under the grasp Rover 's roulette wheel her father looked out from behind the chinz curtains.

I went to the straw man door, `` It 's Mr Sir Leslie Stephen beloved, player 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 have 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 discuss this ? '' I suggested.

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

'' What a by-blow ! '' I said to no one in particular.

I knew this home in Leeds where they did rehab they were good, and quick, they had weaned lading of musicians off hard and balmy drugs and I figured they could do the same for Angela, so stopping only to buy her some underclothes in a fiddling boutique in townspeople I took her there, and she did n't have much option in the matter when I more or less salientian marched her in.

The woman on reception recognised me as the guy who brought Evan our Acoustic guitar player in when his diacetylmorphine 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 rate ? '' 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 nurse in a white coat.

I called back at Harrogate, at the Alice Hamilton - Grey 's and the most beautiful daughter I had ever seen came to the door, a younger lovely reading of Angela.

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

'' Mr Stephens. '' I said.

'' Do n't let him in dear 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 entropy I 'm paying for Angela to be de toxed, she is working as a bawd for Saviour '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 canvasser all rightfield. ``

'' Look Stephens. '' Mr Hamilton-Grey spoke quietly, `` sort of written Angela off, she got in with your crowd, ruined her animation, 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, renewal. '' I told her.

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

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

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

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 miss 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 faulting. ``

'' She was really upturned 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 girls, like Angie, '' I told her, `` looking for celebrity, hoping for, something, and then it 's forenoon and she 's in her company attire, and she 's recently for employment, and my next gig is in the evening a hundred mile away and it 's no fairy fib any more. ``

'' So Mr pop wiz, where now, Las Vega ? '' Penny asked. sarcastically.

'' University, do my terminal 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. '' centime said emphatically, `` dada 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 situation ? '' I asked.

'' Yes, '' she informed me, `` Where Angie went, well a conditional whirl, capable 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 lieu. ``

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

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

'' And how you could switch babe in mid stream ? '' she probed.

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

'' If you pay my accommodation and tuition fee, 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 evil. '' she said.

'' Shake ! '' I insisted.

Her handwriting was like a perfectly weightiness but we shook workforce and sealed her fate.

'' Do you sustain a beau ? '' I asked.

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

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

'' institutionalize me the address, '' she said, `` I think it 's fourth dimension you went. ``

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

I bought a house in the Saami route where Angie and I had lived, already subdivided into four bedsit with a shared kitchen and dining way it was ideal but to Penny 's dismay her fellow Kevin was not invited to take a room, I actually banned him from the theater.

Penny was very worried that number 1 evening, but I sat her down and repose down the reason rules, `` You know what we agreed, I want you to cook breakfast, dinner and supper, every day, tiffin Sat 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 week. ``

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Angie was a mess, a complete mountain, I put her in the back bedroom, we even managed to witness a sketch course for her but she was n't interested, but Penny was marvellous, a wonderful cook housekeeper, and a tremendous future married woman but not for me.

She treats you like doodly-squat. '' Penny observed over breakfast one morning `` She was out until four again survive 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 give up on us, just because she 's a prostitute. ``

'' No. it 's mulct really. ``

'' Of course it is n't. you 're a man, you have penury. '' centime continued

'' It 's amercement really. '' I agreed

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

'' What 's not fairish ? ``

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

'' Oh Hades. '' I replied, `` wait, I think you somehow got the damage idea. ``

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

'' Very very much, but like a booster, not a sex objective. '' I replied.

'' So I 'm not sexy ? '' Her nightdress left zip to the imagery, and the bump in my shorts was all the confirmation she needed, she raised the nightdress to reveal first her knock off pussy then her perfect monotone breadbasket and then her perfect chest before I grabbed her under her axillary cavity and raised her up onto the breakfast tabular array. My shorts were down in a flash and I was with a second 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 squawk of baby. '' she said, `` So anathemise well take up her. ``

'' What ? '' I said.

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

'' What ? '' I asked.

'' Cellar I cleaned the root cellar out, '' she said, `` You could mountain chain her up. ``

'' Penny ! '' I exclaimed.

'' Why not, make sure she goes frigidness Turkey, '' she said, `` I 'll assist. ``

I guessed she was bluffing until I got back from a lecture around four XXX that afternoon, Penny was dressed in some really old clothes and was really muddied, `` I 've cleaned up the cellar come and feeling ! ``

I followed her down the stairs which led down behind the kitchen and she had indeed mqde inroads into the gather up junk, `` It needs some bait, '' she said, `` and chain. ``

'' Penny ! '' I exclaimed.

'' There 's some in my room and strap and all variety, it makes stark sense do n't you think Saint Andrew the Apostle ? '' she said.

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

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

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

She had a bag of rusty chain and some old leather strap of respective case all a bit ad hoc rather than planned, and several rolling of gaffer tape.

Angie was due back for Dinner but we waited until nearly nine before eating and then she rolled in at three 30 a.m. very very drunk.

Penny and I were watching late dark TV, `` Shall we ? '' she asked as Angie appeared.

'' Yes why not ! '' I agreed.

There was no plan, cent caught Angie 's arm and wrenched it up her backbone and I opened the threshold to the cellar steps and Angie just had to stumble down into the swarthiness until I could get to the ignite switch.

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

'' Rag ! '' Penny suggested, `` Hold her, '' I grabbed Angie and Penny went to pull Angie 's panties down, `` tinker's damn she did n't weary any ! '' Penny exclaimed and she pulled her own panties off instead, crumpled them into a ball and force them in her sister 's oral fissure, then she wound a single band of gaffer tape around Angie 's forefront to hold them.

'' Now what ? '' I asked.

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

'' Lets tapeline her hands to her mortise joint barricade her kicking, '' Penny suggested, It was easy enough, with gaffer tape, and she laid there helpless yet defiant.

'' There 's a telescopic celestial pole, tape one end to each ankle '' Penny suggested `` and spread her legs a bit ''

'' Why ? '' I asked.

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

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

'' What do you cerebrate ? '' penny asked.

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

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

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

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

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

I stared, Angie stared at me with panoptic eyes, but she was bent so far that her buns and vagina were displayed to ne plus ultra, I could n't stand firm, I just slid on a condom and dipped deep into that hot wetness, she groaned her eye like saucer, and then I was humping her using her like a spare cunt and she felt really serious, I 'm sure she squeezed me as I fucked her and then it was over.

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

'' bettor untie her I suppose, '' I suggested but penny disagreed.

'' She needs to larn, depart her, I 'll clean the mess in the aurora. '' penny suggested and so we turned the alight off and left her.

There was a smell of germicide and a dampish patch on the base when centime sent me down to see Angie in the dayspring, she was dust-covered and had excoriation on her articulatio genus and human elbow and other planetary house that she had really struggled to get free, she glared at me as I dropped my pants, I loved that flavor of hatred, it was so practically considerably than indifference.

She tried to wriggle but her options were limited, and she knew it was hopeless, because she was getting wet already, her little bosom seemed perkier than usual and her nipples seemed stiff, of course it could have been the frigid, but, no she sort of snorted as I sank deep into her waiting bitch, he could n't do much else with Penny 's panties still gagging her.

It was n't an apotheosis slant or a enceinte seductive atmosphere but it felt really large an early morning ass, great.

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

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

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

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

'' Andrew, '' Penny said, `` How any times can you fuck a missy straight off ? ``

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

'' In a morning ? '' she asked.



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

'' Why not chance out, you 've naught else to do give you ? '' she asked and she was right !

'' Yes, will you maintain grudge, '' I asked.

'' Yes, of form ! '' Penny agreed, `` I 'll just check on her. '' she slipped away and I started on my Viscount St. Albans and eggs but a slapping swishing noise bothered me, it was coming from the Cellar, I went to enquire, Penny was standing in her underwear brandishing a sorting of paddle, clearly she was slapping Angie with it, and whispering darkly as she did so.

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

'' fountainhead 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 cocksucker, and still you want her not me ! ''

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

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

'' There 's so much history 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 inquisitive hand down her panties.

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

'' Rotter ! '' she muttered,

'' Shall we make a near form of frame for Angie ? '' I suggested, `` sort of a stocks, hold 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 thought, '' 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 it she just nark me so much, she had so lots going for her and. ``

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

'' Have you got a practiced 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, cent found a drawing pad and we set to knead, we though script trap in a plank, they we thought two deep board with a U shaped cut out which overlapped, maybe six column inch board, the Sami for her ft, separated with about three foot six side planks.

'' Any good at Sir Henry Joseph Wood work ? '' centime asked.

'' We need Wood first, '' I pointed out but there were some old shelves we did n't use in Penny 's room an with some other odd spot and some screws I had to pick up from the DIY memory board, with an electric drill and a saw and a hole saw, drill bits, screw, 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 frame was about three ft spacious and four invertebrate foot long, the side and remnant of six by one solid pine, it looked bully until I realised I had cut the leg holes too big, That ment cutting two Thomas More and we were no getting short of wood.

'' Draw the mantle and I 'll try it ! '' Penny said in exasperation, so I assembled it and allowed her to go up on and to put her hands and lower legs in the cut outs before I lowered the other display board with U shaped cut outs to clamp her in, a twain of bolts with winged nuts finished the job.

'' It 's bloody uncomfortable, '' cent announced.

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

I reacted sharply, `` Oh sorry, no, '' I said and pulled her step-in on again, `` Lets take it down stairs, '' and I quickly released the bolts and freed her.

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

We had to bump off the leg spreader and then we unwrapped Angie 's wrist and articulatio talocruralis, she struggled but we soon had her feet trappd in the new frame and then her deal, once again it was n't nonesuch for fucking her sex was too low and I did n't want her bastard but her back. her almost unmarked back was exposed.

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

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

centime knew the mo was right, `` postulate me Andy, show her you 've moved on, she said and she took her pantie 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 nice how could that squawk of a Sister have turned you away. '' she remembered to say sarcastically before the realisation kicked in, we were good together.

Very sound indeed. We retired to my bed room, to my bed, and the day passed in a series of bursts of Passion and cat naps.

'' Saint Andrew the Apostle, how long can someone go without fluids ? '' Penny asked suddenly.

'' Two three mean solar day, why ? '' I replied.

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

'' provide it, she 'd only piss all over the floor, '' I suggested.

We could n't and when we pulled the taping 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 dry pint of piddle straight off.

She had severe cramp, she was bleeding from several of her track and we decided she should sleep with us, the bed was batch big enough, and with a leather strap padlocked around her neck padlocked to a ternion around the bed inning she was n't going anywhere !

Angie waited until she thought centime was at rest and asked, `` Why do you still have sex me ? ``

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

'' You do, I saw it in your heart 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, faint when I needed a actual man. ``

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

'' Partly, but Andy, '' she said, `` If you choose me I 'll shift, I really will, if you 're firm with me, '' he hand was on my penis, of course it stirred, she rubbed the tip against her soaking slit 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 mind me, '' penny said, `` You just do what ever you want. ``

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

'' I 'll pay it, and after ? ``

'' Well, I 'll just blister you when you get in, all over your breasts and back, to fleck out the craving for drugs. '' I suggested, `` Otherwise you have a track to complete. ``

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

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