pelting bead, hammering on the windshield, bouncing and landing again, the steady drip of the leaking ceiling vent on my fiddling miniskirt Van, she bustled past times, her long blonde lock hidden beneath her hooded coat. I slid the windowpane open,

'' Want a face 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 nebulizer but if she wanted to walk and take the bus well there was nothing 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 mansion where we both had way, four bed sitting room with communal kitchen and bathroom, she had the best elbow room upstairs front, mine was away on the top flooring tucked under the roof.

She looked at me with pain in the ass, `` I wish you would hide that great deal of scrap around the back, it lowers the tone of the area. '' she sneered.

'' Sorry, Angie '' I apologised,

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

I thought of the first time we met, in the lounge at the scholarly person house we shared, I lived in a unconditional on campus for the first twelvemonth then we found `` gibe '' for the bit and third age, so the get-go clip we met was after the summertime break when we moved in. I was completely lingua tied, her beaut took my breath away, yet she was clearly horrified, well I had been working on the car and maybe my face was not entirely unfreeze of oil, and my hands 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 valuation reserve was certainly generous judging by the designer clothes she wore.

Each day brought a new torment, somehow former girls seemed somehow diminished by equivalence with Angie, certainly I never seemed to find anyone to build a kinship with.

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

The pelting continued, calendar week on workweek it seemed, somehow I managed to palaver the ageing fomite to life sentence each morning despite it being over thirty year old, which at least meant I could get in the bathroom after Angie and the other girl had left to see the bus.awkward.

There was something about Angie, the contour of her neck, those pear mould breasts, the blue heart, that foresighted golden hair, maybe even her haughty mode that got under my skin in a way Amanda and Charlotte the other housemates never managed to do.

Friday were worst, well-nigh Fridays we had a gig somewhere for our little rock 'n' roll band, and straight after the live lectures we would set off with the amps and drum kit squeezed into my tiny van and the quietus of the kit and the gent in Tom 's Mondeo place wagon.

I remember one night, she was in our sofa, inebriate, I thought, when I returned, her pink knees framed a dyad of brown seat as some new guy took his pleasure with her, another negro, she liked Negro. I felt physically sick. He pulled away as he heard me,

'' shtup you pervert '' he said as he threw the glistening used prophylactic in the fireplace.

I saw she had shaved her pubic region, her slit glistened obscenely between her slightly reddened ill-treated lower lips.

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

My second twelvemonth rolled on, the Band became more popular, Gigs rolled in, every weekend.

The lance were great, well sometimes masses stopped yelling long enough for us to see ourselves play, but after two or three twenty minute of arc 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 hour, after an evening in the bar then on to an expensive nightclub with her `` Friends. '' then she would be belting out pop Sung in completely the wrong key in that high soprano phonation of hers, the sort that smashes wine-colored glasses and putting to death blabber at fifty dollar bill paces.

I noticed a gradual change in Angie, I missed the big thing but suddenly the Guy she brought home were richer, her case 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 cook a conclusion, the Band got a disc contract, except it meant giving up my level track, the other hombre were up for it but I had worked too laborious and I was unsure.

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

They got a called Pete to take my station, well at gig in the studio they had to use a sessions man because Pete had little sensation of rhythm, at least when he was stoned which was all the time, and of course he got busted and of course of action I got hauled up before the Chancellor, the caput of the faculty.

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

I knew he had read the document 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 Alice Hamilton - Charles Grey, Anela 's father.

'' spirit Smethwick, '' he advised, `` I know my girl loathes you, and I suppose that is mutual, but, and I appeal to any decency you may have, for gods sake go rest home and out of my daughter 's life, she wants to be a lawyer, she ca n't link 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 girl 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 custodial judgment of conviction then. '' he threatened.

He really thought it was me using a level name so he used the old boys network to get the drummer jailed, and with his conviction the record recording label dropped the transcription idea but it was effective for me because as the band 's fortunes took a dive and with the transcription contract torn up and my successor jailed I was back in demand 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 steering wheel bearing on the van one afternoon with it jacked up at the roadside, She sat on a low wall with her legs spread invitingly as she said it trying to roll me up yet incognizant how crocked with her I had become.

She started to face ill, thin, flimsy, her hair no longer glistened, and her pelt no longer glowed, I still never realised.

She was kneeling in the gutter outside the menage being sick one evening when I returned home, I picked her up out of he sewer and carried her upstairs, she had her key in her purse and I took her in to her way. My fingerbreadth trembled as I sat her on the bed, pulled off her shoes and pulled down the zipper at the back of her simple dress, eased it from her shoulder joint and let it fall

She looked at me in disinterested puzzlement as I undid her bra strap then peeled off her pantihose to unwrap her lilliputian clean pantie. I would have taken her there and then except I could see she had her point, so instead I pulled back he bed covers laid her down and kissed her forehead, 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 girlfriend, I explained I only took her to her room but they never believed me I am sure. I had another visit from her dad after that one.

Then one afternoon It all fitted into place, it was the mid summer breach, two immaculately attired African gentlemen arrived in a blacken BMW.

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

'' Home '' I explained.

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

'' Her parents home. '' I explained.

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

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

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

'' Course you do, you was in the newspaper publisher 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 geared wheel, do n't she secern you nothing, that shit you score from her she works for on her binding. '' he explained nastily.

'' Oh. '' I replied uncertainly.

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

'' How a lot. '' I asked cautiously.

'' Three grand '' he suggested.

'' Fucking pit ! '' I blurted out.

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

'' I 'm a scholarly person, if I had three 1000 would I take this, '' I tried to say cumulation of turd, 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 blank space, she clearly had a drug drug abuse and was sleeping with men to fund it.

I watched them drive away in their BMW.

I wanted to talk to Angie about her trouble, 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 evening, some buffoon set off the sprinklers at our gig, Angie was coming down stairs with a middle aged man in a wooing, then later she came base with individual else, I heard her bed creaking, and I later watched as he left the edifice, big black and ugly, I cried for her.

I looked at her next morning, her straw coloured hair and pale lifeless pelt, the slightly Myxocephalus aenaeus tee shit and none too houseclean jeans, 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 River folder across the capable and announced `` Then you can lie with my ass if I get an A, '' she laughed wickedly.

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

I tried to indite 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 liberty chit Deutsche Mark, that was when she asked me to do another objet d'art of coursework for her.

My second year came to an end, this sentence a book bargain and the summertime break fitted together and we spent the summer laying down an record album, then with the tour dates we were offered deferring my final year seemed a existent adept theme, so I variety of said leave 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 striation, but animation was Ok, drummer comes about third in the heirarchy, after leash Singer and bass part guitar so I usually got third pick of the groupies, and it was only supposed to be one year out of university.

The year became two then three, writing crap songs went from being a laugh to being a life history, and the money was good but after a while the venues were becoming smaller the calendar less packed.

The pelting drops were hammering on the windshield, bouncing and landing again, the steady drip of the leaking sunshine-roof 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 dry pint before heading for the motel.

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

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

She opened the room access and climbed in, `` Round by the tram storage 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, affair of factly.

I 'm sure she never recognised me, she seemed to be in a shock as we checked in, luckily the locomotion club where I stayed had only family rooms so there was a wide size bed, and she wasted no clock 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 talk. ``

'' Ok, '' I agreed, as I dashed in the shower room and took the immediate shower bath 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 clip. '' she replied, `` Just do it, ok. ''

She jabbed her fingers inside herself to get herself in the mood and handed me a rubber which I rolled on before I eased her second joint apart and pulled her to the edge of the bed and tried to enrol her, null was working, everything seemed so

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

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

'' Get naked, that will facilitate, `` I suggested as I pawed and pulled at her damp clothing, `` let me dry your hair, '' I saw it was cruddy, `` involve a shower bath. ``

She tried to protest, `` appear all dark is two 50. '' she warned.

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

I filled the bathing tub, tipped in every sachet of bath salts in the cabinet and carried her to the bathroom where I tipped her in, I soaped or was it groped those slightly sagging tits, felt her ribs through her undernourished skin and cleaned her most private piazza with my digit, and spoiled it all when I lost mastery 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 safety on before I laid her on the lavatory trading floor, parted her legs 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 awkward 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 hundred, and a tenner for a cab. '' she said quietly.

'' Stay till morning. ``

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

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

She demurred until I handed her five mid-fifties, the greed lit her tired blue center briefly.

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

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

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

She tensed, `` Last saw ? ``

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

'' Shared a menage ? '' 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. `` Why not ? ``

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

I dipped a finger within her, between her legs, `` I think it 's courteous. '' 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 conditional relation hit her like a physical bump, she seemed to wither back into herself.

'' Oh. '' she sort of groaned.

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

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

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

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

'' Where did your self respect go, Miss Sir William Rowan Hamilton - Grey, '' I asked

'' Do n't, you 're not being bazaar. '' 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 hump, '' she replied. `` He stopped my allowance account, I 'd have been Ok if he had n't stopped my allowance. ``

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

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

'' No tell me. '' I persisted.

'' climb street, I do a week 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 erecting 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 clothes in my grip and hid the key behind the TV set, she woke me around five a.m. `` Where are my wearing apparel ! '' she demanded.

It was so light to pin her down, she was undernourished underweight, out of status, I just manhandled her back onto the bed, and selected one of the condoms she left on the bedside board and slid it on me.

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

'' You really deliver reached careen bottom have n't you ? '' I told her as I forced her human knee apart.

'' I 'm sorry. '' 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 cervix, a real love bite, I knew it would stymie her so did another and another, `` No '' she wailed, `` No I ca n't work out looking like that, no. ``

'' Should get 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 decent. '' 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 scanty ? '' she asked.

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

I paid the girl on reception for the way and paid up front for the next night.

I unlocked the car and handed Angie my Mobile River headphone custody free microphone and computer keyboard. `` Tell that pimp of yours you been arrested for soliciting and you need bail of ten thou. ``

She stared panoptic eyed and did as she was told, the response came through the loudspeaker `` Well know you you stupid gripe you 're on your own. '' was one of the friendlier 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 subsist at Rhoedean, and as I crunched the crushed rock under the Range scouter 's cycle her father looked out from behind the chinz curtains.

I went to the movement door, `` It 's Mr Stephens love, musician chappie lived with Angela. '' he shouted to someone in the house.

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

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

'' Then film 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 to the lowest degree discuss this ? '' I suggested.

'' No, trade good day. '' he slammed the door shut.

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

I knew this shoes in Leeds where they did rehab they were good, and quick, they had weaned loads of instrumentalist off hard and soft drugs and I figured they could do the Lapplander for Angela, so stopping only to buy her some underwear in a fiddling dress shop in town I took her there, and she did n't have much alternative in the matter when I more or less Gaul marched her in.

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

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

'' You know the charge per unit ? '' she queried.

'' She 's worth it. '' I boasted as I signed the pattern she thrust in nominal head of me, then suddenly Angela was gone, taken away by a manful nurse in a White person coat.

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

'' Who is it centime ? '' a adult female asked.

'' Mr Stephens. '' I said.

'' Do n't let him in dear he is a drug junkie. '' 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 bawd for christ '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 right. ``

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

'' It was n't my crew, 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, rehabilitation. '' I told her.

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

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

The old crevice looked at the base, `` Offer Mr Stephens a beverage centime, I must talk to your mother. ``

centime looked at me, I smiled.

'' Why do you gaze 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 missy in the human beings. ``

'' 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 sphere sake it was n't my shift. ``

'' She was really tump over 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 fame, hoping for, something, and then it 's morning and she 's in her political party wearing apparel, and she 's late for work, and my next gig is in the evening a hundred miles away and it 's no poof tale any Thomas More. ``

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

'' University, do my final exam twelvemonth. '' I admitted.

'' What ! '' she exclaimed.

'' finishing my stage. '' I insisted

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

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

'' She 's hardly my problem, '' I told her, `` I think I have done Sir Thomas More than enough for her and really the cost of rehab is not my province. ``

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

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

'' Yes, '' she informed me, `` Where Angie went, well a conditional offer, open 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 home. ``

'' 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 standardized you are to Angela. '' I suggested.

'' And how you could deepen Sister in mid stream ? '' she probed.

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

'' If you pay my fitting and tutelage, 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 hand was like a dead weight but we shook script and sealed her fate.

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

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

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

'' Send me the computer address, '' she said, `` I think it 's meter 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 instruction started in September.

I bought a house in the same route where Angie and I had lived, already subdivided into four bedsitting room with a shared kitchen and dining room it was ideal but to cent 's dismay her swain Kevin was not invited to select a elbow room, I actually banned him from the business firm.

Penny was very worried that number one eventide, but I sat her down and laid down the reason principle, `` You know what we agreed, I want you to misrepresent breakfast, dinner party and supper, every day, Lunch Saturday and Sunday, ''

'' Sex ? '' she asked.

'' Just ask. '' I said.

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

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

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Angie was a mess, a accomplished mess, I put her in the rear bedchamber, we even managed to rule a study course for her but she was n't concern, but cent was marvellous, a wonderful cook housekeeper, and a rattling next wife but not for me.

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

'' I know. '' I explained.

'' Remember our accord. '' 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 whore. ``

'' No. it 's o.k. really. ``

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

'' It 's ok really. '' I agreed

'' She does n't deserve you, it 's not fairly. '' cent explained.

'' What 's not fair ? ``

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

'' Oh hell. '' I replied, `` appear, I think you somehow got the faulty idea. ``

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

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

'' So I 'm not sexy ? '' Her nightdress left aught to the vision, and the bulge in my shorts was all the confirmation she needed, she raised the nightie to reveal first her knock off pussy then her arrant apartment tummy and then her complete breast before I grabbed her under her armpits and raised her up onto the breakfast board. My shorts were down in a twinkling and I was with a indorsement of thrusting cryptic within her.

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

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

'' What ? '' I said.

'' require 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.

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

'' Penny ! '' I exclaimed.

'' Why not, make sure she goes common cold dud, '' she said, `` I 'll aid. ``

I guessed she was bluffing until I got back from a lecture around four XXX that afternoon, Penny was dressed in some really old dress and was really dirty, `` I 've cleaned up the root cellar cum and looking ! ``

I followed her down the steps which led down behind the kitchen and she had indeed mqde inroads into the collected rubble, `` It needs some hooks, '' she said, `` and string. ``

'' Penny ! '' I exclaimed.

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

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

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

I was actually scared, '' I 'll issue forth with you, '' I suggested.

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

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

Penny and I were watching tardily night 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 binding and I opened the threshold to the wine cellar stone's throw and Angie just had to bumble down into the iniquity until I could get to the light switch.

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

'' Rag ! '' cent suggested, `` throw her, '' I grabbed Angie and Penny went to rend Angie 's pantie down, `` Damn she did n't wear any ! '' Penny exclaimed and she pulled her own panties off instead, crumpled them into a ball and push up them in her Sister 's mouth, then she wound a single band of gaffer magnetic tape around Angie 's head to view as them.

'' Now what ? '' I asked.

'' Strip her, '' penny said, `` I 'll do it. '' she dragged Angie 's top down, slipped her bra off and dragged her skirt past her knees, Angie kicked as Penny pulled her shoe off, so Penny slapped her second joint,

'' Lets tape her hands to her articulatio talocruralis terminate her kicking, '' penny suggested, It was easy enough, with gaffer tape, and she laid there helpless yet defiant.

'' There 's a telescopic pole, tape one end to each mortise joint '' penny suggested `` and spread her branch a bit ''

'' Why ? '' I asked.

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

I picked up the pole, I looped some Mexican valium around her left ankle joint and taped it to the pole and then did the early articulatio talocruralis before with cent 's help I spread her legs excruciatingly wide as the pole 's rachet clicked.

'' What do you imagine ? '' cent asked.

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

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

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

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

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

I stared, Angie stared at me with wide eyes, but she was set so far that her bottom and vagina were displayed to paragon, I could n't jib, I just slid on a condom and dipped deep into that hot wetness, she groaned her optic like dish antenna, and then I was humping her using her like a give up cunt and she felt really upright, I 'm surely she squeezed me as I fucked her and then it was over.

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

'' punter untie her I suppose, '' I suggested but Penny disagreed.

'' She needs to learn, leave her, I 'll clean the mess in the morning. '' Penny suggested and so we turned the light off and left her.

There was a olfactory sensation of antimicrobic and a moist patch on the floor when centime sent me down to see Angie in the morning, she was dusty and had scrape on her stifle and elbows and other augury that she had really struggled to get free, she glared at me as I dropped my knickers, I loved that look of hatred, it was so much better than indifference.

She tried to wriggle but her options were limited, and she knew it was hopeless, because she was getting wet already, her trivial tit seemed perky than usual and her nipples seemed stiff, of course it could possess been the cold, but, no she kind of snorted as I sank deep into her waiting pussy, he could n't do much else with centime 's panties still gagging her.

It was n't an nonpareil Angle or a great seductive atmosphere but it felt really groovy an early morning fuck, great.

'' Andew, it 's breakfast clip, '' centime shouted, `` terminate up, you can represent again after breakfast. ``

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

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

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

'' Andrew, '' cent said, `` How any times can you have it off a young lady straight off ? ``

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

'' In a morn ? '' she asked.



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

'' Why not incur out, you 've nothing else to do have you ? '' she asked and she was decent !

'' Yes, will you go along score, '' I asked.

'' Yes, of course ! '' Penny agreed, `` I 'll just determine 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 root cellar, I went to investigate, penny was standing in her underclothes brandishing a sort of boat 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, `` kick, ''

'' 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 squat, and still you want her not me ! ''

'' penny, you know, well, I like you, '' I said, `` I like you a nether region of a lot but, ''

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

'' There 's so very much history with Angie, it 's like lancing a boil, '' I said `` But honesty, it 's just sib contention is n't it ? ``

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

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

'' lowlife ! '' she muttered,

'' Shall we make a adept sorting of frame for Angie ? '' I suggested, `` sort of a blood, stay fresh 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 not bad 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 it she just annoy me so much, she had so a good deal going for her and. ``

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

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

Strangely plenty 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 make for, we though hand holes in a plank, they we thought two oceanic abyss plank with a U shaped cut out which overlapped, maybe six inch planks, the like for her feet, separated with about three feet six side planks.

'' Any honest at wood work ? '' cent asked.

'' We need wood first, '' I pointed out but there were some old shelf we did n't use in Penny 's way an with some other odd bits and some fucking I had to collect from the DIY store, with an electric drill and a saw and a fix saw, drill bite, shtup, 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 flesh was about three feet across-the-board and four metrical foot long, the English and ends of six by one self-colored true 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.

'' standoff the mantle and I 'll try it ! '' cent said in exasperation, so I assembled it and allowed her to climb up on and to put her hands and lower branch in the cut outs before I lowered the other boards with U shaped cut outs to clamp her in, a duad of bolt of lightning with winged junkie finished the job.

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

'' Good, I 'll just screen it. '' I replied, she was still in her underclothes, 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 pantie on again, `` Lets take it down steps, '' and I quickly released the bolt and discharge her.

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

We had to remove the leg spreader and then we unwrapped Angie 's articulatio radiocarpea and ankles, she struggled but we soon had her animal foot trappd in the new frame and then her manpower, once again it was n't ideal for fucking her sex was too low and I did n't desire her asshole but her back. her almost overlooked back was exposed.

We took it in turns slashing a diagonal pattern into her book binding, Penny thrashing out her hatred of what her sisters thoughtlessness had so nearly, and I my foiling at being ignored an put down so often.

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

Penny knew the mo 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 nice how could that bitch of a Sister have turned you away. '' she remembered to say sarcastically before the actualisation kicked in, we were upright together.

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

'' Andrew, how long can someone go without fluids ? '' cent asked suddenly.

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

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

'' will it, she 'd only piss all over the level, '' I suggested.

We could n't and when we pulled the tape recording 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 square off.

She had terrible cramp iron, she was bleeding from several of her cutting off and we decided she should sleep with us, the bed was plenty big enough, and with a leather strap padlocked around her cervix padlocked to a leash around the bed frame she was n't going anywhere !

Angie waited until she thought centime was asleep and asked, `` Why do you still sleep together me ? ``

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

'' You do, I saw it in your oculus 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 real 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 firm with me, '' he manus was on my penis, of course it stirred, she rubbed the tip against her soaking pussy opened her wooden leg invitingly and guided me in. `` I owe you so lots. '' she said and I gently humped her so as not to wake Penny.

'' Do n't listen me, '' centime 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 bear it, and after ? ``

'' well, I 'll just lather you when you get in, all over your boob and back, to spot out the craving for drugs. '' I suggested, `` Otherwise you have a course to make out. ``

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

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