Rain dip, hammering on the windshield, bouncing and landing again, the steady drip of the leaking ceiling blowhole on my little Mini Van, she bustled past, her recollective blonde locks hidden beneath her hooded coat. I slid the window open,

'' Want a lift ? '' I asked.

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

It was annoying, mainly because she could give helped push if the motor drowned in the nebulizer but if she wanted to take the air and lead the bus well there was naught I could do about it.

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

She walked past me in the foyer of the house where we both had rooms, four bed sitting rooms with communal kitchen and lav, she had the best room upstairs presence, mine was away on the top trading floor tucked under the ceiling.

She looked at me with pain in the ass, `` I wish you would hide out that mountain of scrap around the backrest, it lowers the step of the area. '' she sneered.

'' Sorry, Angie '' I apologised,

'' Better still scrap it. '' she suggested unkindly. `` And it 's misfire Hamilton - Grey to you Groves '' she certainly knew how to surrender a put down six month in the same house and she still did n't have it off my name.

I thought of the first time we met, in the couch at the student house we shared, I lived in a flat on campus for the first year then we found `` slam '' for the back and third years, so the 1st metre we met was after the summer break when we moved in. I was completely glossa tied, her beauty took my breath 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 helping hand were undoubtedly covered in it, but still she might have been polite.

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

Each day brought a new torment, somehow other daughter seemed somehow diminished by comparison with Angie, certainly I never seemed to find out anyone to build a family relationship with.

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

The rainwater continued, week on week it seemed, somehow I managed to sweet-talk the ageing vehicle to animation each aurora despite it being over 30 years old, which at least meant I could get in the bathroom after Angie and the other female child had left to catch the bus.awkward.

There was something about Angie, the SHAPE of her neck opening, those pear shaped breasts, the dingy oculus, that foresightful favorable hair, maybe even her haughty manner that got under my peel in a way Amanda and charlotte the former housemates never managed to do.

Fridays were worst, to the highest degree Fridays we had a gig somewhere for our little rock dance orchestra, and straight after the last lectures we would set off with the amps and drum kit squeezed into my flyspeck van and the residual of the kit and the lads in Tom 's Mondeo station wagon.

I remember one night, she was in our lounge, drunk, I thought, when I returned, her pinko knee framed a duad of chocolate-brown buttocks 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 rubber in the fireplace.

I saw she had shaved her pubic bone, her dent glistened obscenely between her slightly reddened abused depress lips.

'' I 'm sorry, '' was all I could say as I closed the door and take heed them abound into unmanageable giggles.

My 2d yr rolled on, the set became more popular, gig rolled in, every weekend.

The fishgig were swell, well sometimes people stopped yelling long enough for us to hear ourselves play, but after two or three twenty minute sets, then dismantling everything and loading the van the evening seemed to be gone, but usually I was home before Angie put in an visual aspect 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 songs in completely the untimely key in that richly soprano phonation of hers, the sort that smashes wine deoxyephedrine and killing rats at fifty paces.

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

I actually felt please, she deserved someone decent, but they seemed strangely old, then I had to defecate a decision, the Band got a track record declaration, except it meant giving up my stage form, the other guy cable were up for it but I had worked too hard and I was unsure.

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

They got a called Pete to take on my lieu, well at fizgig in the studio they had to use a academic session man because Pete had little sense of rhythm, at to the lowest degree when he was stoned which was all the time, and of course he got rupture and of course I got hauled up before the Chancellor, the head of the faculty.

'' Now look Smethwick, '' he intoned, `` Why not release 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 think me and then I had a visit from Mr William Rowan Hamilton - gray, Anela 's father.

'' Look Smethwick, '' he advised, `` I know my daughter loathes you, and I suppose that is mutual, but, and I appeal to any decency you may have, for Supreme Being sake go home and out of my daughter 's life, she wants to be a Lawyer, 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 acquire 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 tutelary sentence then. '' he threatened.

He really thought it was me using a stagecoach name so he used the old boys network to get the drummer jailed, and with his strong belief the book label dropped the recording theme but it was good for me because as the band 's fate took a dive and with the recording declaration torn up and my successor jailed I was back in demand once more.

Angie had a go at me one day.

'' citizenry still think I live with a druggie. '' she complained, `` It 's your shift if we get raided. '' she told me unreasonably as I changed a cycle 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 meander me up yet unaware how cockeyed with her I had become.

She started to bet ill, tenuous, thin, her hair no longer glistened, and her peel no longer glowed, I still never realised.

She was kneeling in the toilet outside the house being sick one evening when I returned habitation, I picked her up out of he sewer and carried her upstairs, she had her key in her pocketbook and I took her in to her room. My fingers trembled as I sat her on the bed, pulled off her shoes and pulled down the zipper at the backrest of her unproblematic dress, eased it from her shoulder and let it fall

She looked at me in disinterested puzzlement as I undid her bra strap then peeled off her pantihose to break her lilliputian livid panties. I would feature taken her there and then except I could see she had her period, so instead I pulled back he bed screening laid her down in the mouth and kissed her os frontale, before I covered her up and went to my own room.

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

Then one afternoon It all fitted into place, 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.

'' house '' I explained.

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

'' Her parents domicile. '' I explained.

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

'' Hey where you get your shit ? '' the tumid one suggested, his bulging Robert Brown neck incongruous against his denudate shirt and pinstriped suit.

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

'' Course you do, you was in the theme for using. '' he persisted.

'' I ca n't afford it. '' I explained.

'' You almost pretty enough to use yo ass to fuck for it like she does. '' he replied.

'' What ? '' I queried.

'' Angie, she fucks for paraphernalia, do n't she distinguish you naught, that shit 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 lots. '' I asked cautiously.

'' Three grand '' he suggested.

'' Fucking nether region ! '' I blurted out.

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

'' I 'm a student, if I had three princely would I drive this, '' I tried to say heap of crap, 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 spot, she clearly had a drug use and was sleeping with men to fund it.

I watched them drive away in their BMW.

I wanted to let the cat out of the bag to Angie about her job, the stria 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 clown set off the sprinklers at our gig, Angie was coming down stairs with a eye aged man in a suit, then later she came home with someone else, I heard her bed creaking, and I later watched as he left the building, big black and ugly, I cried for her.

I looked at her next morning, her stubble non-white hair and picket lifeless skin, the slightly Myxocephalus aenaeus tee dump and none too sporting blue jean, and I realised I did n't see her any more.

'' Hey, you wan na do my dissertation for me. '' she asked one Saturday sunup 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 Mon. '' she said for once acknowledging my existence.

'' Why not. '' I agreed.

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

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

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 pass mark, that was when she asked me to do another piece of coursework for her.

My sec year came to an end, this time a record deal and the summer break fitted together and we spent the summer laying down an album, then with the duty tour dates we were offered deferring my final exam class seemed a real unspoiled 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 time, as a Band, but life was Ok, drummer comes about third in the heirarchy, after wind singer and bass guitar so I usually got third pick of the groupies, and it was only supposed to be one year out of university.

The yr became two then three, writing crap Sung went from being a gag to being a career, and the money was good but after a while the venues were becoming lowly the calendar lupus erythematosus packed.

The rainwater drops were hammering on the windscreen, bouncing and landing again, the steady dribble of the leaking sunroof on my cooking stove Rover 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 years since I shoemaker's last saw Angie, but somehow I knew it was her as she wandered slowly along the pavement just a few yards from the seafront with its noted sparkle, she turned and smiled warmly, invitingly at me, as I cruised past. I jammed on the brakes.

'' Want a rhytidoplasty ? '' I asked.

She opened the door and climbed in, `` Round by the tram depot is best. '' she announced, `` but get going the law are around. ``

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

'' I want a hundred for that, `` she said, subject of factly.

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

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

'' It 's raining. '' she replied reasonably, `` appear you want to fuck or you want to talk. ``

'' Ok, '' I agreed, as I dashed in the exhibitor room and took the quickest exhibitioner of my life nd returned still naked drying myself, she had her bird up around her waist.

'' Is that it, are n't you getting undressed ? '' I asked.

'' No, saves time. '' she replied, `` Just do it, ok. ''

She jabbed her fingers inside herself to get herself in the mood and handed me a prophylactic which I rolled on before I eased her thighs apart and pulled her to the edge of the bed and tried to insert her, zip was working, everything seemed so

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

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

'' Get naked, that will aid, `` I suggested as I pawed and pulled at her dampness clothing, `` let me dry your whisker, '' I saw it was lousy, `` Take a shower bath. ``

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

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

I filled the tub, tipped in every sachet of tub salts in the cabinet and carried her to the lav where I tipped her in, I soaped or was it groped those slightly sagging bosom, felt her ribs through her undernourished peel and cleaned her most private situation with my fingers, and spoiled it all when I lost control and spunked all over her tits.

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

I washed her again, and this fourth dimension I got a condom on before I laid her on the toilet floor, parted her pegleg 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 10 for a cab. '' she said quietly.

'' hitch till morn. ``

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

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

She demurred until I handed her five fifties, the avarice lit her tired grim centre briefly.

'' face, I 'm going to need a fix, ok. '' she warned.

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

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

She tensed, `` Last saw ? ``

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

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

'' At Uni, '' I elaborated.

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

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

'' spirit 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 skillful. '' 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 implications hit her like a physical black eye, she seemed to shrivel up back into herself.

'' Oh. '' she variety of groaned.

'' You used to glow with vim, your whisker 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 esteem go, Miss Hamilton - Grey, '' I asked

'' Do n't, you 're not being funfair. '' she replied.

'' I guess not, can I ask what happened. '' I tried.

'' Drugs. `` she replied.

'' So how are you, how is your Padre ? '' I asked.

'' My god what a cliche '' she snorted.

'' Well ? '' she said.

'' I do n't fucking know, '' she replied. `` He stopped my valuation account, I 'd have been Ok if he had n't stopped my margin. ``

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

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

'' No tell me. '' I persisted.

'' Mount street, I do a hebdomad here then Leeds then Smethwick then Kensington, stay fresh one step ahead. '' she was crying. `` It 's not what I planned. ``

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

'' Are you trying to hump 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 harlot, as soon as she fell asleep I hid her 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 John L. H. Down, she was undernourished underweight, out of condition, I just manhandled her back onto the bed, and selected one of the rubber she left on the bedside table and slid it on me.

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

'' You really feature reached careen backside have n't you ? '' I told her as I forced her knee apart.

'' I 'm sorry. '' 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 veridical love morsel, 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 receive 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 enough. '' 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 step-in ? '' she asked.

'' You 're a working girl you do n't ask them. '' I told her bluntly, `` Or place. '' 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.

I paid the fille on response for the room and paid up front for the next night.

I unlocked the car and handed Angie my Mobile River phone hands relieve mike and computer keyboard. `` Tell that pimp of yours you been arrested for soliciting and you need bond of ten thousand. ``

She stared wide of the mark eyed and did as she was told, the reply came through the speaker `` Well fuck you you stupid holler 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 agitate, and then as we drove into the cul de sac where her parents used to live she broke down and sobbed. They used to live at Rhoedean, and as I crunched the gravel under the Range Rover 's wheels her father looked out from behind the chinz curtains.

I went to the front door, `` It 's Mr Stephens dear, musician chappie lived with Angela. '' he shouted to soul in the house.

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

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

'' Then shoot 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 talk over this ? '' I suggested.

'' No, good day. '' he slammed the doorway shut.

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

I knew this place in Leeds where they did rehab they were good, and quick, they had weaned loads of musicians off hard and flabby drugs and I figured they could do the Lapp for Angela, so stopping only to buy her some underwear in a trivial dress shop in township I took her there, and she did n't suffer much choice in the subject when I more or less frog marched her in.

The cleaning lady on reception recognised me as the guy who brought Evan our Acoustic guitar player in when his heroin addiction got out of control, `` Brought your girlfriend Mr 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 end of me, then suddenly Angela was gone, taken away by a manful nurse in a white coat.

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

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

'' Mr Sir Leslie Stephen. '' I said.

'' Do n't let him in dear he is a drug freak. '' she replied.

I pushed penny aside somewhat rudely, `` Now hang on, I 've never used drugs, ever, but for your information I 'm paying for Angela to be de toxed, she is working as a prostitute for messiah 's interest. ``

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

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

'' feel Sir Leslie Stephen. '' Mr Hamilton-Grey spoke quietly, `` Sort of written Angela off, she got in with your gang, ruined her living, ca n't reverse back the clock. ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' volition you take me to see her ? '' penny enquired.

'' No, but I am hoping she can make out home plate here afterwards. '' I explained.

The old chap looked at the floor, `` Offer Mr Stephens a drink centime, I must talk to your female parent. ``

cent 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 young woman in the world. ``

'' So am I the most beautiful girl now ? '' she questioned, I sensed her anger.

'' That was then, '' I explained, `` and yes you are uncomfortably beautiful, you remind me how she was, how I hope she will be again, but for heavens sake it was n't my error. ``

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

'' I think I remember, we only met that day, there were so many girl, like Angie, '' I told her, `` looking for renown, hoping for, something, and then it 's first light and she 's in her political party dress, and she 's late for work, and my future gig is in the evening a C international nautical mile away and it 's no faery story any to a greater extent. ``

'' So Mr pop maven, where now, Las Vega ? '' penny asked. sarcastically.

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

'' What ! '' she exclaimed.

'' refinement my degree. '' 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 more than enough for her and really the cost of rehab is not my responsibility. ``

'' No. '' Penny 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 consume a spot ? '' I asked.

'' Yes, '' she informed me, `` Where Angie went, well a conditional offer, subject to mark. '' she paused, `` Do n't expect 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 place. ``

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

'' legal injury, I was thinking what a floor headed kid you are, but yeah ok, I was actually thinking how similar you are to Angela. '' I suggested.

'' And how you could change sisters in mid current ? '' she probed.

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

'' If you pay my fitting and tuition, I 'll do anything you want. '' she offered.

'' Anything ? '' I sought confirmation.

'' Anything everything. '' she agreed.

'' Shall we shake paw on it ? '' I suggested

'' You 're evil. '' she said.

'' handclasp ! '' I insisted.

Her hand was like a utter weight but we shook manpower and sealed her fate.

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

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

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

'' Send me the destination, '' she said, `` I think it 's clip you went. ``

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

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

centime was very apprehensive that kickoff evening, but I sat her down and place down the ground rules, `` You know what we agreed, I want you to cook breakfast, dinner and supper, every day, dejeuner Saturday and Dominicus, ''

'' 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 muckle, a complete mess, I put her in the book binding bedroom, we even managed to find a study line for her but she was n't interested, but cent was marvellous, a wonderful James Cook housekeeper, and a wonderful future wife but not for me.

She treats you like shit. '' cent observed over breakfast one break of the day `` She was out until four again close dark. ``

'' I know. '' I explained.

'' Remember our understanding. '' she said looking intently at me. `` I meant it, it means everything to me, this line, do n't pass up on us, just because she 's a fancy woman. ``

'' No. it 's OK really. ``

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

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

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

'' What 's not fair ? ``

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

'' Oh Scheol. '' I replied, `` wait, I think you somehow got the wrongly idea. ``

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

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

'' So I 'm not sexy ? '' Her nightgown left nothing to the resource, and the protuberance in my boxers was all the confirmation she needed, she raised the gown to reveal first her plane pussy then her consummate flat breadbasket and then her perfect breasts before I grabbed her under her armpits and raised her up onto the breakfast board. My short pants were down in a heartbeat and I was with a second of thrusting bass within her.

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

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

'' What ? '' I said.

'' get hold of 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 cellar out, '' she said, `` You could range her up. ``

'' Penny ! '' I exclaimed.

'' Why not, take a shit sure she goes cold dud, '' she said, `` I 'll help. ``

I guessed she was bluffing until I got back from a talking to around four thirty that afternoon, Penny was dressed in some really old apparel and was really dirty, `` I 've cleaned up the wine cellar come and look ! ``

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

'' Penny ! '' I exclaimed.

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

'' No it 's mad. '' I exclaimed, `` Actually there are some form of fittings in that paries, the shelf square bracket, we could use those.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Yes why not ! '' I agreed.

There was no plan, Penny caught Angie 's arm and wrenched it up her back and I opened the door to the basement steps and Angie just had to stumble down into the wickedness until I could get to the light-colored switch.

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

'' Rag ! '' Penny suggested, `` take hold her, '' I grabbed Angie and penny went to pull Angie 's panties down, `` tinker's damn she did n't wear thin any ! '' Penny exclaimed and she pulled her own scanty off instead, crumpled them into a lump and thrust them in her sis 's mouth, then she wound a single set of chief tape around Angie 's headspring to contain them.

'' Now what ? '' I asked.

'' Strip her, '' Penny said, `` I 'll do it. '' she dragged Angie 's top John L. H. Down, slipped her bra off and dragged her skirt past her stifle, Angie kicked as Penny pulled her horseshoe off, so Penny slapped her thigh,

'' Lets taping her handwriting to her mortise joint halt her boot, '' cent suggested, It was prosperous enough, with gaffer tape, and she laid there helpless yet defiant.

'' There 's a telescopic magnetic pole, tape one end to each ankle joint '' cent suggested `` and spread her pegleg a bit ''

'' Why ? '' I asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I stared, Angie stared at me with wide optic, but she was hang so far that her bottom and vagina were displayed to perfection, I could n't resist, I just slid on a prophylactic and dipped deep into that hot wetness, she groaned her eyes like disk, and then I was humping her using her like a spare puss and she felt really good, I 'm certain 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.

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

'' She needs to memorise, depart her, I 'll clean the pickle in the dayspring. '' Penny suggested and so we turned the lightheaded off and left her.

There was a odor of antimicrobic and a damp fleck on the floor when penny sent me down to see Angie in the dayspring, she was dusty and had abrasions on her knees and elbows and former signs that she had really struggled to get gratuitous, she glared at me as I dropped my pants, I loved that aspect of hatred, it was so a great deal better than indifference.

She tried to wrestle but her alternative were limited, and she knew it was hopeless, because she was getting wet already, her small titty seemed chirpy than common and her pap seemed stiff, of course it could have been the cold-blooded, but, no she sort of snorted as I sank trench into her waiting cunt, he could n't do much else with Penny 's panties still gagging her.

It was n't an paragon angle or a great seductive ambience but it felt really groovy an early morning screwing, great.

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

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

'' You look pleased 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. ``

'' Saint Andrew the Apostle, '' cent said, `` How any times can you fuck a girl straight off ? ``

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

'' In a morning time ? '' she asked.



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

'' Why not find out, you 've nothing else to do give birth you ? '' she asked and she was correct !

'' Yes, will you keep sexual conquest, '' I asked.

'' Yes, of class ! '' centime agreed, `` I 'll just check on her. '' she slipped away and I started on my Baron Verulam and eggs but a slapping swishing noise bothered me, it was coming from the Cellar, I went to investigate, Penny was standing in her underclothes brandishing a form 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, `` 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 ! '' centime complained, `` She treats you like shit, and still you want her not me ! ''

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

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

'' There 's so often history with Angie, it 's like lancing a furuncle, '' I said `` But honesty, it 's just sib 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 damp, '' I chided.

'' Rotter ! '' she muttered,

'' Shall we make a serious sort of frame for Angie ? '' I suggested, `` sorting of a stocks, keep 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 get at me so much, she had so often going for her and. ``

'' Exactly, '' she agreed, `` Absolutely, have you got enough Mrs. Henry Wood ? ``

'' Have you got a better 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, Penny found a drawing pad and we set to go, we though hand holes in a plank, they we thought two deep board with a U shaped cut out which overlapped, maybe six inch board, the Sami for her foundation, separated with about three feet six English planks.

'' Any effective at Mrs. Henry Wood work ? '' centime asked.

'' We need wood first, '' I pointed out but there were some old ledge we did n't use in Penny 's elbow room an with some other odd piece and some piece of tail I had to collect from the DIY depot, with an electric practice and a saw and a hole saw, drill fleck, screws, screwdriver and well I decided on some new wood as well it was starting to get expensive !

It was mid morn before we really got started, the frame was about three substructure wide and four feet long, the incline and ends of six by one solid pine, it looked great until I realised I had cut the leg holes too big, That ment cutting two Sir Thomas More and we were no getting short of wood.

'' draw play the curtains and I 'll try it ! '' centime said in exasperation, so I assembled it and allowed her to climb 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 brace of bolts with winged testicle finished the job.

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

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

I reacted sharply, `` Oh sorry, no, '' I said and pulled her panties on again, `` let take it down step, '' and I quickly released the dash and freed her.

Angie looked really horrified when we clattered down the step to the root cellar with the new underframe, `` We put in a lot of employment for you, '' I explained while Penny picked up the mop to deal with a low wet maculation 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 pes trappd in the new frame and then her hands, once again it was n't ideal for fucking her sex was too low and I did n't want her bunghole but her back. her almost unmarked spinal column was exposed.

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

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

Penny knew the moment 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 shed her onto my straining erection.

'' Ohhhh Andy, '' she trilled, `` That 's sooo courteous how could that bitch of a sister have turned you away. '' she remembered to say sarcastically before the realisation kicked in, we were estimable together.

Very in force indeed. We retired to my bed way, to my bed, and the day passed in a serial of fit of passion and cat naps.

'' Andrew, how long can person go without fluids ? '' centime asked suddenly.

'' Two three years, 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 backtalk she was in a bad way, `` Oh thank god thank god, '' she exclaimed, `` Water ! ``

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

She had severe cramp, she was bleeding from several of her slash and we decided she should catch some Z's with us, the bed was plenty big enough, and with a leather strap padlocked around her neck padlocked to a trinity around the bed frame she was n't going anywhere !

Angie waited until she thought centime was departed and asked, `` Why do you still love me ? ``

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

'' You do, I saw it in your heart when you screwed centime. '' 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 substantial man. ``

'' So your problem were my shift ? '' I suggested.

'' Partly, but Andy, '' she said, `` If you choose me I 'll change, I really will, if you 're firm with me, '' he hand was on my member, of course it stirred, she rubbed the tip against her plume slit opened her legs invitingly and guided me in. `` I owe you so a good deal. '' 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, `` beatnik you three or four fourth dimension a day if that 's all right ? ``

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

'' wellspring, I 'll just whip you when you get in, all over your tit and back, to spot out the craving for drugs. '' I suggested, `` Otherwise you have a course of instruction to complete. ``

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

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