Katie stared out of the living-room window at the passing freight power train rolling slowly towards the depot blotting out for a few minutes the view of the suburban villas lining the former slope of the course it was nearly five in the afternoon and her fellow truncheon would soon be coming by on his way household from obligation as pointsman at the rail spur into the timberland yard.

She loved Billy, he was sugariness, variety, gentle, supportive and the variety of guy that was good to have around until she could get to university and escape the downbeat outdated backwater place that Timperley had become.

She was eighteen tomorrow, and as she stared at the passing consignment cars she thought how she said she had promised that she would keep herself pure until he eighteenth natal day and how Billy was going to be mightily upset when she admitted she had no intention at all of letting him testicle her.

Katie was n't cruel, just ambitious, she was from the wrong side of the tracks and her phratry said she was adopted but she was going to be someone, like Mr Jefferson the guy that seemed to own half of Timperley and lived in a variety of one-half sized replica of the White River menage on the other side of town.

Billy did n't number, the east bound container carrier was rumbling by when she gave up waiting, three big GM road switcher in three different road liveries pounding away at the head word of a quartern mile of container cars and she went to the kitchen to serve her mom.

'' billy not coming ? '' her mom asked knowing to the full well billy had been forced to do another half shift that evening.

'' Do n't wait like it mom, '' Katie said.

'' Only we got a little birthday surprisal for you, '' he mom said, `` You want to go get ready ? ``

'' Why ? '' Kate asked, `` Why ca n't I go like this ? ``

Her mom looked Katie over, her belly bulged over the cincture of her aristocratical jean and her tee shirt hung limply away leaving a belly button gap, her pilus needed a wash and her flat horseshoe did goose egg for her, `` Katie you got to piddle an effort some time truelove, '' she said, `` I got you a new dress upstairs. ``

'' Great, every other girl gets a car, I get a dress, gee big deal ! '' Katie muttered.

'' So get a shower and a shampoo Katie and be ready for seven 30, 'kay ? ``

'' Ohhh kay, '' Katie sighed and she went up the creaking stairs to her room.

The dress fitted but it was tight so she took a exhibitor and washed her hair and came down at around seven fifteen.

'' All set ? '' her sire asked.

'' Where 's baton ? '' Katie asked.

'' There 's a hot box on the feeder, '' her dad explained, `` He wo n't be through until about eleven. ``

'' Oh, where are we going ? '' Katie enquired.

'' That 's a natal day surprise, '' her Mom said, `` Shall we go ? ``

'' I guess, '' Katie agreed.

They climbed into her dad 's five year old Henry Ford II post wagon and headed for Town, over the railroad tracks and down towards the imposing frontage of the President Jefferson home where to Kate 's surprise they pulled into the drive.

'' Where are we going ? '' Katie asked.

'' Ah, I have to see someone, '' her Dad lied and he slowly drove to the side door.

He went inside for a arcminute and came back out, `` Katie, Mr President Jefferson wants to receive you, '' he said, `` Quickly ! ``

Katie reluctantly climbed from the car, she did n't like meeting authoritative people, she always felt frumpy and inferior.

Katie stepped inside, a long corridor led to a staircase leading up to the speed floors.

'' So you 're Katherine, '' Mr Jefferson 's part boomed.

'' Yes sir ! '' her father replied.

'' Let her speak, franklin, '' Mr Thomas Jefferson asked, `` You a Virgo ? ``

'' What, how daring you ! '' Katie snapped.

'' Are you going to let her verbalise to me like that ? '' Mr Thomas Jefferson demanded.

'' No sir ! '' Franklin replied.

'' Then slap her downwardly man ! '' Jefferson ordered.

'' Wha ? '' Katie asked and her dad slapped her around the face.

'' Do n't talk back ! '' he snapped.

'' So are you a virgin ? '' he asked.

'' Why ? '' Katie asked.

'' Because I promised your dad fifty thousand dollar bill for your cerise. '' Jefferson announced.

'' No, I 'm not, '' Kate lied, `` Billy and me been doing it for years. ``

'' Bring her down stairs Franklin, '' Mr Jefferson ordered, `` Teach the bitch some manners. ``

'' Look ! '' Katie protested but her dad grabbed her by the arm and twisted it behind her back and pushed her towards the stairs, she tried to defy but he was too strong and she had no choice but to flounder a stumble towards the stairs which to her consternation began to swing upwards from a hinge at roof acme to bring out a staircase leading downwards to the cellars..

'' No ! '' she squealed as she realised he was propelling her forwards and downwards towards a windowless brick lined tunnel lined with wine racks and only when she was pushed to the far end did she realise there was a room access in the end wall which opened revealing what resembled a medieval dungeon beyond.

Wooden store, a wooden Cross, a form of vertical round wooden tabular array, and a chivalric rack jostled for space amid the discarded chains and draw, in the brightly lit yet coloured, coloured painted cavern.

'' My play room, '' Mr Jefferson laughed, `` And beyond, '' he added and opened a further door, `` A rest room. ``

A room with a bed, to one side en cortege privy was revealed.

'' W'what do you need ? '' Katie asked.

'' On the bed, '' Mr Jefferson ordered, `` I think I need to chequer you are n't a virgin. ''

'' Dad ! '' Katie protested, '' Why are you doing this ! '' but Thomas Jefferson shook his headspring and her dad did n't reply.

'' cartoon strip her, '' Jefferson ordered, `` Use the shears. ``

'' Do it man ! '' he added, and then snapped, `` Oh let me ! ``

Katie stared wide eyed as Thomas Jefferson picked up a pair of elephantine scissors and started to cut her dress, working upwards from hem towards her breasts. She froze immobile terrified he would cut her.

'' You 're fat, '' he announced, `` Does n't she do sports ? ``

'' No sir, '' her dad replied.

'' cretin, '' President Jefferson snapped, `` Hold still, '' he added as he eased a brand of the shear under the side of her panties and snipped through the waistband so they fell away down her give leg, and then her cut her bra into three firearm allowing that to fall away as well.

Katie stood naked but for her flesh coloured moderate up stockings and her red low heeled shoes, `` W'what are you going to do ? '' she asked as Mr Jefferson picked up a pair of handcuffs.

'' You 'll see, '' Mr President Jefferson said, `` Let 's get the cuff on her. ''

franklin turned Katie around, `` Hands to ankles, '' Jefferson ordered, `` On the bed first, and get those shoe off her.

Katie let her dad push her onto the bed and she cowered as he pulled her shoes and stockings off, and offered no resistance as he took the hand handcuff and secured her lead wrist to her exit ankle.

'' Why Daddy ? '' she asked, `` Do you really hate me ? ``

'' He 's been grooming you for me, '' Mr Jefferson explained, `` You do recognise you 're adopted do n't you ? ``

'' Yes, '' Katie agreed.

'' So do n't be so surprised, I bought you, ok, '' Mr Jefferson announced, `` You 're damaged good but you 'll do just fine. ``

'' You sure you balled Billy ? '' Franklin queried.

'' Sorry Daddy, '' Katie replied.

'' So on your back, lets get a look, '' Jefferson ordered and as Kate lay on her back he added `` legs apart. ``

President Jefferson approached the bed and grasping Katie 's ankles he eased her legs even wider apart, and then his 's finger trembled as he eased her slit backtalk apart slightly, `` Oh yes you have been a naughty young lady have n't you ? have you been fucking a donkey or something ? ``

'' No, just billy goat. ``

'' And he 's hung like a donkey ? '' Franklin quipped.

'' That 's all Franklin, '' Mr Thomas Jefferson added, `` We 'll discuss this on Monday. ``

'' Can I see ? '' he asked.

'' No, now leave us, if you please. '' Mr President Jefferson added, `` And shut down the door behind you. ``

Kate just stared as her dad walked out of her animation and closed the door behind him, `` Why ? '' she asked, `` Why did you lie ? ``

'' It saved me fifty dollar bill thousand buck ! '' he laughed, `` Unless you think I owe you ? ``

'' I guess, '' Kate said hopefully.

'' What about if Billy takes it ? '' President Jefferson asked.

'' Billy has n't got that lots, '' Katie said.

'' Maybe I could pay for him ? '' Jefferson replied, `` Or just use my finger's breadth ? ``

'' fifty thousand dollars would make the world of difference to me, '' Katie said wistfully.

'' So you 'll ball he-goat for fifty G ? '' he asked.

'' Mister I 'd ball anybody for fifty thousand, '' Katie agreed, `` I just want to get away from Timperley, you know. ``

'' You 're pretty, '' Jefferson conceded, `` misplace some weight and you could clear it big as a whore or porno star. ``

'' Gee, you should have told me I 'd be tied in your dungeon and I 'd consume gone jogging, '' she replied.

'' comic eh, '' President Jefferson chuckled, `` Tits or ass ? ``

'' I 'm no-count ? '' Katie replied.

'' Shall I whip your mammilla or your ass ? '' he asked.

'' Why ? '' she demanded.

'' You 're fat ! '' he repeated, as he fetched a whip from a console beside the bed, `` Ass is near, '' he suggested and she obediently buried her cheek in the bed leaving her ass in the air.

'' Thwack ! '' he slapped her with the whip.

'' Mmpphh, '' she gasped into the bed sheets.

'' Hey, you scream properly, '' Thomas Jefferson ordered.

'' Nng, '' she replied.

'' All right you win, you 're just like your mother ! '' he chuckled as he set the whip down.

'' You knew my mother ? '' Katie demanded.

'' Oh yes, a hanker time ago, '' he admitted, `` I liked the lie about not being a Virgin ? ``

'' If you say so. '' she said.

'' What about Billy ? '' he asked.

'' Billy ? '' she asked.

'' The boy you 've been 'doing it'with for month ! '' he replied.

'' Oh ! '' she explained, `` We. ``

'' What ? '' he demanded.

'' We do n't, you know, I want to be somebody, '' Katie explained, '' You know, a lawyer, go to uni. ``

'' And billy club ? '' he asked.

'' He 's not going anywhere is he ? '' she asked, `` He 's like a puppy dog, I was going to dump him. ``

Thomas Jefferson smiled.

Katie peered at him, `` Are you going to ravish me ? '' she asked.

'' Oh '' he replied, `` I do n't have it away. '' and he sat on the bed beside her, he still dressed in his lightweight grey lawsuit with grim shirt and dark blueing tie, with her handcuffed and naked beside him.

'' I ca n't stop you, '' she said nervously.

'' No, not the birthday surprise you expected, '' he chuckled.

'' It 's my eighteenth, nigh daughter get something Nice. '' she said hopefully.

'' Maybe, '' he agreed, `` This baton ? ``

'' Billy Hogan, he works at the railroad siding at the timber Mill, '' she said.

'' Maybe he should take your cherry ? '' Jefferson suggested.

'' No way ! '' she exclaimed, `` I 'm dumping him. ``

'' Reliable, strong, '' Thomas Jefferson queried.

'' He 's, so, ah, '' Katie explained.

'' Not good enough for you ? '' he queried.

'' No, '' she agreed.

'' billy goat it is then, '' Jefferson agreed.

'' So what do you anticipate me to do, sit here all night ? '' Katie enquired.

'' Oh no, there 's a cage in the dungeon, '' he laughed.

'' You 're sick, you know that ? '' Katie asked.

'' You were XVIII death Thursday, did you know that ? '' he replied.

'' What ? '' she demanded.

'' You heard, I 'll help you down, '' he suggested and he lifted her bodily and set her down on the ground, `` I 've a collar and III somewhere, '' he explained, `` Cell phone does n't work down here, '' he explained, `` The batting cage is through there if you want to try it out ? ``

President Jefferson smiled to himself, his plans had completely collapsed but instead of an overweight no hope slut he realised he had actually found quite a discernment Cy Young lady and he chuckled as he picked up a phone just inside the donjon, `` Get me the grinder, '' he asked, `` Jefferson, there 's a guy called billy Hogan at the rail goading ? '' he said, `` Get him on the speech sound. '' he waited a few moments, `` What do you mean he wo n't come up ? ``

'' He says he has to shift some elevator car, '' the manager from the factory explained.

'' wellspring mail him over as soon as he 's through. '' Thomas Jefferson ordered and he laughed.

'' He wo n't add up, '' Jefferson told Katie, `` I guess it 's me and you ? ``

'' What do you have in mind, I was eighteen on Thursday ? '' Katie asked.

'' I knew your mom, '' he explained.

'' And my dad ? '' she asked.

'' We 'll have to do a DNA run, '' he admitted.

'' You 're my dad, like biological dad ? '' Katie asked incredulously.

'' I 'm fairly sure, '' he agreed.

'' So why ! '' she asked.

'' Why not ? '' he replied.

'' It 's weird, '' she said.

'' Maybe, but every woman just wants me for what they can get, well this sorts them out ! '' he laughed, `` It 's not all ball nightdress and Ferraris ! ``

'' You 're sick, I guess ? '' she exclaimed.

'' Maybe, but it 's me, I thought, well maybe you could be the succeeding ? '' he suggested.

'' You 'll pay for me to go to Uni ? '' she asked, `` If I let you ? ``

'' Maybe, '' he said, `` Or maybe I want to see you fuck billy goat ? ``

'' screw Billy ? '' she asked, `` Why ? ``

'' Why not ? '' he asked.

'' look can we blab about this ? '' she asked.

'' No, '' he said and smiled, `` It 's like I can, do you see ? I can make it happen. ``

'' I feel really pudden-head sitting here naked, '' Katie explained.

'' Yes, I 'll get the ternion, '' he agreed, `` Maybe we 'll shave your head and pretend you 're a dog ? ''

'' Oh great ! '' Katie exclaimed, `` How do I explain that at school ? ``

'' You think you 'll be going to school day again ? '' he asked.

She looked him in the eye, `` Yes, '' she agreed, `` But why do n't you drop your pants and wank over me ? ``

'' What ! '' he exclaimed, `` I do n't know, I really do n't, I always get a woman in. ``

'' You can, you can take in sex with me, what ever ? '' Katie explained, `` I guess you can down me afterwards if you 're worried I 'll tattle. ``

'' Uh, no, oh no, no that 's not, '' he said in confusion, `` No not until we do the DNA test. ``

'' Why not just let me go home ? '' Katie asked.

'' When your parents betrayed you ? '' he queried, `` call up ? '' she nodded, `` This is n't working out like I planned, '' he said and chuckled.

The earphone rang and Jefferson answered it, `` Hogan 's here ? '' he queried, `` Bring him down, '' he smiled at Katie, `` He 's here, '' he announced, `` Rogers will bring him down. ``

Jefferson slipped a dog arrest around Kate 's neck and attached a leash, `` Look no, no you ca n't ! '' Katie cried.

'' But I can, '' Jefferson explained, `` Do n't you realize ? ``

'' Can I go in the John Cage instead ? '' Katie asked, `` This is scary ? ``

President Jefferson stopped abruptly, suddenly unsure, `` No, you might not come out, '' he said as he hung her leash on a hook high above where she could reach.

Rogers appeared with Billy Ben Hogan. a lot to Jefferson 's annoying Rogers wore blue levis with his blacken jacket with a white shirt shirt and disgraceful tie as he liked his 'Butler'to be in right uniform with black trousers.

billy club Hogan by direct contrast was in his coveralls, `` You sent for me Mr Jefferson sir ? '' Billy asked.

'' Yes, I got a exceptional job for you. '' Mr Jefferson agreed.

'' You want me to larn to drive the switcher maybe ? '' billystick asked.

'' Yes, something like that but start I need to check you 're not, ah, '' he paused, `` Check you 're direct. ``

'' certainly Mr Jefferson sir, I never been in no worry with no eubstance, except the police that is. '' he-goat replied.

Katie cowered against a wall trying to hide.

'' Got a lady friend ? '' Mr Jefferson asked.

'' Sure, Katie Franklin, we 're getting engaged, gon na have a companionship apartment when I get a promotion, have five kids, get a station wagon maybe. '' nightstick replied confidently.

'' Because she says different, '' Mr Thomas Jefferson said pointedly.

'' What ? '' Billy asked, `` You asked Katie ? ``

'' Sold me her cerise, '' Mr President Jefferson boasted.

Jefferson completely misjudged Billy Hogan, he never expected Billy to do anything and certainly never saw Billy's fist until it smashed into his jaw nearly lifting him off his ft and sending him crashing to the floor.

`` Billy ! '' Katie cried.

'' Katie, '' Billy replied in repugnance as he noticed her, `` Gee Katie when did you get fat ? he been poking you, you having a baby ? ``

'' No ! '' Kate protested, `` No my dad sold Mr Jefferson my cherry, my honour, you know ? ``

'' So who fucked you ? '' nightstick asked.

'' No organic structure he-goat, '' Katie assured him as he walked over.

'' Let me see, '' billy goat ordered and he hoisted her up and carried her across to the bed.

Katie lay on her back legs splayed as Billy peered at her genitalia, `` See ? '' she said.

'' commit the sassing apart Billy, look in, '' Mr Jefferson said through his hankie as he came across trying to stop his horn in bleeding.

'' Can I ? '' Billy asked and Katie nodded.

'' Are you going to tear her unfold baton, or shall I ? '' Mr President Jefferson asked, `` Virginia Katherine McMath has sent for the fuzz, I guess you have ten second, '' he lied.

Billy said nothing, he just wriggled from his coveralls and dropped his pants.

His tool reared menacingly, eight maybe nine inches of solid pink muscle.

'' Maybe you should, you know, Mr Jefferson ? '' Katie suggested in alarm.

'' Yes, maybe, how about it baton ? '' Jefferson asked.

'' No way you promised me on your eighteenth, '' Billy replied.

'' Tomorrow, '' Katie reminded him.

'' I guess today will induce to do,"billy replied.

Katie was helpless as Billy climbed on the bed and awkwardly tried to shove his instrument in her, it slipped out up her belly and then slipped under down by her ass mess, as Katie lay helpless her hands bounds to ankles and unable to guide him but finally he got it in her vagina and started humping the first yoke of column inch back and forth.

'' For god sake poke it in her man ! '' Mr Jefferson said in fascination, `` Push dammit ! ``

Katie screamed and Mr Jefferson stepped forward and covered her left bridge player with his, `` It 'll be ok, '' he said.

'' It hurts ! '' she said.

'' Relax, '' Mr Thomas Jefferson said, `` I 'll look after you. ``

'' You want my fist again ? '' he-goat asked.

'' No you concentrate of pleasing the lady, ok ? '' Mr Jefferson ordered and he took the key and released the manacle from Katie 's go forth ankle and the one from her rectify radiocarpal joint before pulling her hands around behind billy 's back and locking them again.

He was just in time for billy goat grunted and flopped down on Katie exhausted and spent.

He just lay a moment but that was long enough for Mr President Jefferson to set down his bloodied handkerchief and slip a dog catch around baton's neck and attach a short Ernst Boris Chain from his collar to Katies, a tiny padlock through each catch stopped them being easily removed and he took the cuffs from Katie 's ankles.

'' I have some supper sent down, '' he said, `` In the meantime I suggest you fuck her because it 'll be you being fucked in the 'Pen .'

Mr President Jefferson motioned Virginia Katherine McMath to go forth, `` Shall I ordering a harlot sir ? '' Virginia Katherine McMath asked.

'' No, and secernate the cops it was a false warning signal ok, and is my secretary still around ? '' Thomas Jefferson asked, `` Only ? ``

'' I believe she is sir, '' Will Rogers agreed, `` Shall I send her down ? ``

'' No, have her sports meeting me in the study ! '' Thomas Jefferson ordered, and he strode away out of the room access along the tunnel and up the stairs.

'' George IV ! '' young lady Reilly Jefferson 's secretary cried when she saw him approach, `` What on ground happened ? ``

'' I got hit, '' he said, `` And it 's Mr Jefferson to you and. ``

'' And what exactly ? '' young woman Reilly said.

'' I just saw my little little girl get laid and, '' he said awkwardly.

'' Oh you poor man ! '' she said, `` What footling lady friend ? ``

'' The one Marcie said she had aborted, '' he said, `` She 's just eighteen and it was beautiful and. ``

'' And what Mr President Jefferson ? '' she asked politely.

'' I 'm as horny as Inferno and you 're the only woman here. '' he said, `` usually I 'd pay for a whore but that would call for a half 60 minutes and. ``

'' No way ! '' Miss Reilly protested.

'' You 're too old and fat and ugly, '' he added.

'' I 'm only thirty eight ! '' she protested.

'' And brunette and you support the Democrats and you wear such Dowdy clothes but Miss Reilly delight, just this once, may I ball you ? '' he asked.

'' No Mr Jefferson, but you 're so potent you could always shoot my dress off and rape me, if you wanted to, '' she said invitingly.

'' Would you call the copper ? '' he asked.

'' We 'll tattle about it later, '' she suggested.

'' Oh hell, '' President Jefferson said helplessly,"Then I guess that's what I'll have to do."
Miss Reilly stared at him,"You can't be serious ! '' but he grabbed her and pushed her against a wall and pluck the front of her dress wide open up revealing her small clean panties and bra.
He saw her nipples already responding and as he grabbed her pantie he saw a small wet patch beginning to organise. `` Let me help ! '' she said as she fumbled desperately with his belt and slide fastener and when she revealed his rock hard penis she inserted her finger up vagina to assure she was set up and then pushed the gusset of her step-in aside and pushed his solid erection thick inside her vagina.

'' Oh god that's so goodness, '' Mr Jefferson exclaimed.

'' Really, '' fille Reilly smiled,"Do you really signify that ?"

"Sure do,"he agreed,"Shit all those tired bored whore I fucked when I could own fucked you."

"And you can fuck me any time, just as long as you pay shaver care,"missy Reilly reassured him

'' Good Shepherd ! '' Jefferson gasped, `` You shifty bitch ! '' and he stopped humping for a moment.

'' spirit you chose to outrage me, '' missy Reilly protested, as he stilled, but the touch of her fingers had made his tool respond again, `` Mr Jefferson, George ! '' she exclaimed but he twisted her off correspondence and pushed her firmly down onto the floor.

She spread her legs wide welcoming him and his glistening peter slid easily into her now aroused pussycat and she looked up lovingly as he began to fuck her again.

'' If you want my tiddler then that 's fine, '' he declared, `` Absolutely o.k. ! ``

'' George ! '' she protested.

'' You just let me know when you want me and I 'll bind, '' he said, `` But better get that flab off you if you want to be seen out with me. ``

'' Yes George, '' she said, `` You 're bleeding on me George V. ``

'' Shut the fucking up and work your fuck muscles bitch, '' he said sarcastically.

'' Yes dear, '' she replied.

'' It 's Mr President Jefferson, you 're at work remember. '' he said forcefully.

'' Eighteen damned years I 've been working for you and suddenly, '' she said, and she felt the warm moisture surge if his passion flooding her womb, `` Oh, you 've cum ? ``

'' Gee, I guess I have, '' he replied, `` xviii class. ``

'' Eighteen geezerhood, '' she agreed.

'' Eighteen, '' he agreed,"I guess I sound arrest on the kids."

missy Reilly tried to pull up her frock closed as she followed Mr Jefferson to where Katie and nightstick were locked together by billy's handcuffs, but Katie was on her back peg encompassing apart as Billy fucked her,"She's my girl now Mr Jefferson,"Billy said firmly,"No topic what you or the bull do."

"That's okay Billy,"Mr President Jefferson agreed,"Now you just keep right on ass because my minuscule miss deserves the best, you understand ?"

"No !"Billy said in confusion.

"Just forget Mr Jefferson billy,"Katie said happily,"Maybe five minor and a post beach wagon will be just fine !"

Billy thought for a moment,"Sure, but why just five, why not six or ten or eighteen ? ”