A Clockwork Orange

PART I
THE DROOGS

Chapter 1
'' In the Korova ''

There was me, that is Alex and my three Droogs ( friends ) that is Pete, Georgie and Dim. And we sat in the Korova Milk bar enjoying the old milk+ as we concluded plans for tonight 's entertainment.

It was in the moon rise hours of the day and as usual we had spent the old minute out of school, shoal being no longer entertaining oh my brothers. But parents night was approaching like the moon to the swarm and so and estimate approached your humble narrator to ensure the story of our consecrated teacher to be dainty and sparkling authorize of the have a bun in the oven negativity. After purchasing our new masquerade party, me wearing a Hitler masque, Hitler being my darling dictator, Peter wearing a Margret Thatcher mask from the early 90s, Georgie wearing an Obama masquerade, a perfective tense choice for my younger droog as he has the `` yes we can '' attitude that I oh so admire in fellow bully and Dim in the usual ape mask which was fitting to his personality and low intelligence. Before going we had respective more glasses of the old moloko ( milk containing drugs ) as this would sharpen you up for a bit of the old ultra-violence.

Chapter 2
'' Fine art ''

After a last glass each and a dab of raillery we set off into the setting sun towards our school.

The building was like the Ithiel Town people, it having a rotten a disgusting appearing which was nearly as bad as the dilapidated Department of the Interior. The teachers themselves always stood flat dressed in the hight of pervert fashion like well cultivate soldiers of education.

As we toured down the isolated corridors we peeked into each passing game room to ensure we did n't overtake any of our `` superiors '' as they put it themselves.

As we passed through the skill department we saw Mr Matthews, the steroid hormone dependent PE teacher practicing in the gym G. Stanley Hall as he always did in his dispense with fourth dimension. Other than his mien the residence stood entirely set apart making it a perfect showtime to our night of the old ultra-violence. As our boots tip-toed across the antechamber he suddenly turned and stared at us now sprinting to him lambaste first, an upperclass cane being my personal alternative of weapon as it as stylish as nuisance inflicting. One promptly smack to the mentum sent his teeth flying from his mouth like petals from a prime as the descended to the story with his now unconscious body.
But our fun did n't stop there my brothers, as we had to ensure he would n't awaken. A few more kicks to the side, breast and testis then he was a `` sleeping sweetheart ''.

As we strolled with epinephrine and the old moloko doing the backstroke through our veins we headed to mathematics for the our side by side visit. We entered the classroom, not bothered about anyone earreach or seeing us as the next room is in another region of the building. So we burst into the room masquerade first terrifying the old cow into impact and the classic pleading for mercy. Without a second thought Georgie unleashed his crowbar across her nozzle, snapping it to the right field and letting the delightful red river of her blood run south to the floor. She being a midsection aged womanhood meant it only took a few heaps of our weapons to piddle her `` unavailable '' for the eve. As her body lay sleeping on the floor her bare ass was seeable under her skirt. I stood there staring at her pink g-string thinking away to myself"should I have her ?"No, it would be best to save my vigor for a more desirable lady. Another time perhaps.

And for the final smasher we headed to the top floor towards the art department. And in the but open schoolroom there she stood oh my brothers. Ms Michaels, the 20-something devotchka ( cleaning lady ) stood with her slender cover towards us writing `` welcome Parents ! '' upon the chalk circuit card. We 'd keep this one awake as we each took turns fucking her, that was a actual kick and good for a bit of the old ultra-violence. I being master and drawing card of my droogs always had the first go.

When she noticed our masks her expression turned to a playful, surprised and unquiet feel, one which changed to sheer repugnance as we approached her. Georgie and Pete each grabbed and arm and skid their hands up towards her cheekily visible thorax. I held her legs apart with my foundation and used her skirt to make her ankles close together. Without difficulty Dim tore her reasonably pinkish panties from her perfectly round ass and used them to gag her squeals. Oh seventh heaven, oh X, oh Heaven my chum the delight the devotchka brought was extraordinary. As I forced myself deep inside her I pinched her tit and forcefully pulled her towards me. I like to await into their eyes when I fuck them.

I always got bored immediately after my crook and so I entertained myself by carving smiley faces into the walls while the others had their bit. Then came an unexpected comer my crony as two parents entered the room smiling eagerly until our ugly endeavor met their eye sight. With Georgie 's crowbar in one deal and Dim 's chain in the other I was an unstoppable beast swinging each toy towards the unsuspicious grownup. Then suddenly as the concatenation and pry bar reached for them something, unusual happened. They both squeezed together like accepting the end but wanting to hold each other for comfort like. Hysterical thought I as each took a smack to the typeface colliding their caput together like a classic comedy minute. After a few beatings, most being unnecessary and just for laughs both the mother and father lay beaten and broken on the schoolroom floor each of them holding the others hand as the red river began to rain buckets over the brown carpeting. True artwork thought I. The only if piece worthy of having a place in this classroom. Sadly their wallets were rather vacate compared to the money I usually steal from others.

Chapter 3
'' My personal token ''

I awoke the following morning in the corner of the abandoned movie house that at night we call home my brothers along with Dim, Pete and Georgie. In the inwardness of the elbow room, like us surrounded by broken glass and broken wood, Ms Michaels lay hog-tied and gagged face down in the sharp shaving of the once loved building. Like the previous nighttime she gently wept, knowing it would n't do any sound she made no effort to scream for help. While my droogs slept I took the opportunity to try something, different. After asking her she shook her head to decline having tried it, but that just made thing more interesting. I removed the homemade gag and forced myself into her mouth, it would be the secretive to lube that this devotchka deserved. After that I pulled open her voluptuous cheeks I sent my glossa swimming into her holes. Then, without being even slightly gentle I forced my unlubed unprotected self into her idle hole, it was her first prison term at anal, and from her screams and cursing, it would be her last. After a while her screams died down and she bang to bear the annoyance but then I began to violently spank her, and pulled and twisted her lilliputian nipples making her once again yelping and moan. Eventually even that was n't enough. So I unscrewed the top of my cane to reveal my secret steel or `` Betty '' as I called it. Then using `` Betty '' I ensured she screamed.

What a mess.

I dragged her kicking and screaming, making the plot more fun for your small narrator, down to the cellar. The horrid sense of smell could be noticed from exterior, the thought of spending hours among it was enough to even sicken myself oh my brothers. Once in the basement I tied her to the paries with the others. What a collection I thought to myself. And I still had three more than walls to use.

Chapter 4
'' The old surprise visit ''

'' Please do n't hurt me ! '' said the old man

'' Shut up you old slit ! '' I cheerfully exclaimed

'' Dim grab his Key and get in the nookie car ! '' hollered Georgie

'' piece of ass off get Alex to do it he does do it all but boss us all around. ``

I then smacked Dim across the face with my cane.

'' Watch that ! spotter that my brother ! '' I said intimidatingly

'' I aint your brother no more and would n't want to be ! '' whimpered Dim

'' Without me, without us, your light, your nothing. ``

'' Appy-polly-lodges '' said Dim meaning he 's gloomy

To simplify things I accepted and we got in the car leaving the old guy face down in his own red river and any other liquid his body let spill.

It was an old John Ford, nothing special but since it had a weak and pitiful owner it was n't something to ignore my brothers. And since we needed transport to the countryside it was an easy victory.

As we traveled through the country roads of the dark casting other traveller to the side playing hogs of the road, what we needed now was somewhere isolated for the old surprise visit, that was a existent kick and good for scores of the old ultra-violence.

After searching through roads and roads we soon came across an set apart little upperclass cottage hidden away in the body politic fields. `` perfect. '' I said

I gave some quick knocks on the door before this heart aged devotchka answered in an all sophisticate voice.

'' Yes can I help you ? ``

'' fille please assist there 's been a terrible accident. My supporter lying on the route bleeding to end ! I was wondering if I ca n't use your telephone ? ``

'' I 'm dreadfully sorry but I 'm afraid we do n't have got a telephone. ``

Then an older representative of some guy called from inside.

'' Who is it dear ? ``

'' There 's a Thomas Young man here, he says there 's been an chance event. ``

'' Well I suppose you intimately let him in. ``

As soon as she unchained and fully opened the door she had full-of-the-moon view of our masque, crowbars, chains and canes.

But before this poor cow had the chance to call for aid Dim was round her dragging her to the living room like a heavy shopping bag.

As I danced along behind them Pete and Georgie grabbed the old fool who was sitting typing away on his computer.

Then as the fun began I burst out in Sung dynasty

'' I 'm singing in the rainfall ''

Boot to the old cat surprised face.

'' Just singing in the rain ''

A slap across his wife 's

'' What a glorious feelin'''

Then I tore off this Edward Young devotchkas red little dress.

'' I 'm happy again ''

Another slap.

While dim held her from behind Pete and Georgie mercilessly held the terrified old twat and ensured he got a good eyeful of the show.

As I had my spell, me still always being first, I continued to sing like a great song shuttle doing the most inexcusable turn. I 've always loved such lovely lovely music.

After we all had a turn Dim spread the petrol around the way as Pete sat stroking the igniter. But I would be the one to perch it oh my brothers, that honour would be mine.

I could n't tell you if the screamed or not, when we were close enough to hear them over the flames I was still singing.

'' I 'm laughing at swarm ''
'' So dark up above ''
'' The suns in my nub ''
'' And I 'm gear up for love life ''

Chapter 5
'' No evidence ''

'' listen petty Alex we know it was you ! '' exclaimed the officer.

'' Then why have no charges been placed brother ? ``

'' You and your champion or, what 's is it you call them ? Droogs ? '' he chuckled,

'' That 's not even fucking English ! ``

'' Us been mentioned by name does n't intend we 're to be blamed. It was parents Nox sir, scores of us schooltime kidskin were there. '' I said

'' Just hear to me slight Alex if you or your friends step one toe out of demarcation it 'll be the end for you. You may only be 15 but it 'll be prison this time ! ``

'' Now get the fuck out my position. ``

Another failed attempt from Mr Sargent Kennedy. capital of the United Kingdom 's finest I joked to myself.
Not to worry about your humble storyteller crony I knew they had no evidence they never do. I noticed the picture of his daughter on his desk dressed in her school uniform, she looks nice out of it. A few months ago I rode her ass at a party, when I arrive family tonight I'll mail service our Sargent the telecasting, the video of trend being directed by your narrator.

Anyway although we were getting closer to getting caught now than ever. I blame Dim. Some of his `` personal feeling '' we too saturnine even for me oh my sidekick. live nighttime for example as we were enjoying the old in-out in-out with that young soon to be married Devotchka. He made her swallow her wedding ring when it was his turn with her.

My side by side move was uncomplicated then, I had to kill Dim before he gets us caught. It 's a requisite sacrifice my Brother and I know thou shall shed a binge to see him go. But it must be done.

Chapter 6
'' Once a Brother, once a friend ''

I arrived place that night around 2am but mother and father knew better than to question me. I lived in a simple common flat in south London. My room was filled rampart to wall with such beautiful ikon and paintings of ultra-violence as well as the old in-out in-out ( sex ). I turned to my music depository library and played Beethoven 9th symphonic music, played by the London philharmonic orchestra. I lay on my and stroked my knife against my young incoming beard as Ludwig van Beethoven 's blissful flavour surrounded me and I planned how to get rid of hapless old Dim. The method did n't matter. It could be quick and painless or long and nigh gratifying sidekick. Either would be splendid as long as no-one suspected your humble narrator.

Then an melodic theme plopped into my gulliver. nightstick Boy. Our old enemy in the dark and school day crony in the daylight hr. I could pop Dim and blame the old act on him, we 're all filled with such hate for brothers that they 'd desire to conceive its him.

The accompany day school was still shutdown from parents night and it was to bright for our usual fun and secret plan so there 'd only be a few places billy could be. The most obvious being his home. It being noon his parents were still put working and earning leaving young billy boy house alone. Looking through the support way window I seen billy siting with his hand round some young devotchka, who looked a few years younger than us, and holding a drink in his other as they laughed and giggled away. Then something unusual happened as this young fall guy fell to her face unconscious and not unsurprisingly billy was n't too offend at her sudden change in consciousness. I need not tell you what happened next brothers, but sickening it was to witness. After recording it with my earpiece thou it made it handy for blackmail.
Then a smiling possessed me brothers. I need not frame billy for killing Dim, I could fix him do it.

After a while he finished up, and I followed him as he left her unconscious at a bus check, he did n't even devil to `` tidy up '' properly. But if she did n't remember then no harm done.

I met with my Droogs in the korova milk bar later that night as it was our tradition.
I had Billy Boy waiting in the john to take care of Dim as he went for a piss, which would n't be long away. Dim entered the bathroom and as he pissed Billy Boy swung for him with a blade and surprisingly Dim ducked aware of the blast and threw his chain off billy club and it slid over to my feet.

'' assistant us Alex ! '' shouted Dim

But I just stood there observing like an interview peering through the fourth wall. As soon as Dim realised I was n't on his side, which took a piece since it was Dim doing the thinking he began to attack billy and get the estimable of him. So I grabbed his Ernst Boris Chain and smacked quick and brutally across the centre sending him south to the level in excruciation at which decimal point truncheon finished the job nervously stabbing him in the pharynx. As I stood behind Billy holding Dims chain I thought, why not ? Two birds one stone and all that. And so I put Billy out his shamefaced wretchedness chocking him real horrorshow. After he 'd passed on I left the chain there so the others would consider it was one killing the early in a moment of bad luck, justice in a sense.

Just as I pictured after alerting them of 'my hideous uncovering'then figured they must hold killed each former in the attack. They all stood there grieving the deprivation of dear old Dim. I just stood aside them calmly finishing my moloko plus, secretly grinning.

Thats lesson one my brothers, I will always win.

END OF office I