rain drops, hammering on the windshield, bouncing and landing again, the steady drip of the leaking roof vent-hole on my slight miniskirt Van, she bustled past, her long blonde whorl hidden beneath her hooded coat. I slid the window open,

'' Want a 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 spray but if she wanted to walk and take the bus well there was nothing I could do about it.

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

She walked past me in the lobby of the menage where we both had rooms, four bed sitting way with communal kitchen and can, she had the best room upstairs front, mine was away on the top trading floor tucked under the ceiling.

She looked at me with annoyance, `` I wish you would obscure that pile of bit around the binding, it lowers the tone of the arena. '' she sneered.

'' Sorry, Angie '' I apologised,

'' Better still scrap it. '' she suggested unkindly. `` And it 's young woman Hamilton - Zane Grey to you Groves '' she certainly knew how to turn in a put down six calendar month in the same theatre and she still did n't have it away my name.

I thought of the first prison term we met, in the lounge at the student house we shared, I lived in a flat on campus for the first gear year then we found `` jibe '' for the secondly and third eld, so the inaugural time we met was after the summertime break when we moved in. I was completely natural language 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 hands were undoubtedly covered in it, but still she might have been polite.

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

Each day brought a new torment, somehow other young woman seemed somehow diminished by comparison with Angie, certainly I never seemed to recover anyone to make a relationship with.

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

The rainfall continued, workweek on week it seemed, somehow I managed to coax the ageing vehicle to liveliness each dayspring despite it being over thirty years old, which at least meant I could get in the bathroom after Angie and the other girlfriend had left to watch the bus.awkward.

There was something about Angie, the shape of her neck, those pear tree influence tit, the blue eyes, that long golden hair's-breadth, maybe even her haughty manner that got under my skin in a way Amanda and Charlotte the other housemates never managed to do.

Fri were worst, almost Fridays we had a gig somewhere for our little tilt band, and straight after the last lectures we would set off with the ampere and drum kit squeezed into my tiny van and the rest period of the kit and the lads in Tom 's Mondeo station wagon.

I remember one night, she was in our sofa, drunkard, I thought, when I returned, her pink knees framed a pair of brown arse as some new guy took his joy with her, another negro, she liked Black person. I felt physically sick. He pulled away as he heard me,

'' Fuck you pervert '' he said as he threw the glistening used safe in the fireplace.

I saw she had shaved her pubes, her slit glistened obscenely between her slightly reddened abused lower lips.

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

My second year rolled on, the Band became more popular, gig rolled in, every weekend.

The lance were keen, well sometimes people stopped yelling long enough for us to take heed ourselves meet, but after two or three twenty second exercise set, then dismantling everything and loading the van the evening seemed to be gone, but usually I was habitation before Angie put in an appearance in the early time of day, after an evening in the bar then on to an expensive cabaret with her `` friend. '' then she would be belting out pop songs in completely the wrongly key in that high soprano voice of hers, the sort that smashes wine drinking glass and killing rats at fifty paces.

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

I actually felt pleased, she deserved individual decent, but they seemed strangely old, then I had to make a conclusion, the striation got a record contract, except it meant giving up my degree path, the other guys were up for it but I had worked too intemperately and I was unsure.

'' Fuck you, drummers are two a penny. '' was the phrasal idiom which sealed my fate.

They got a called Pete to take my office, well at spear in the studio apartment they had to use a sessions man because Pete had trivial sense of round, at least when he was stoned which was all the time, and of row he got busted and of course of study I got hauled up before the Chancellor, the capitulum of the faculty.

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

I knew he had read the papers where they incorrectly identified me as the Drummer who was arrested.

'' It was n't me sir '' I told him, `` It was the new guy. '' I knew he did n't believe me and then I had a visit from Mr Alice Hamilton - Grey, 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 experience, for immortal sake go base and out of my daughter 's life-time, she wants to be a lawyer, she ca n't associate 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 daughter away, through no mistake of her own do I ? '' he asked, `` is that your last word. ``

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

'' well expect a custodial time then. '' he threatened.

He really thought it was me using a stage name so he used the old boys meshwork to get the drummer jailed, and with his conviction the disk label dropped the recording estimation but it was effective for me because as the band 's destiny took a dive and with the recording contract torn up and my replacement 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 demerit if we get raided. '' she told me unreasonably as I changed a 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 curve me up yet unaware how tight with her I had become.

She started to look ill, sparse, fragile, her haircloth no longer glistened, and her pelt no longer glowed, I still never realised.

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

She looked at me in disinterested puzzlement as I undid her bra strap then peeled off her pantihose to disclose her tiny white panties. I would ingest taken her there and then except I could see she had her period, so instead I pulled back he bed screening laid her consume 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 young woman, I explained I only took her to her room but they never believed me I am sure. I had another sojourn from her pop after that one.

Then one afternoon It all fitted into station, it was the mid summertime fault, two immaculately get up African man arrived in a mordant BMW.

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

'' menage '' I explained.

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

'' Her parents home. '' I explained.

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

'' Hey where you get your shit ? '' the declamatory one suggested, his bulging brown neck incongruous against his strip 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 decent to use yo ass to fuck for it like she does. '' he replied.

'' What ? '' I queried.

'' Angie, she fucks for gearing, do n't she recount you nix, 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 much. '' I asked cautiously.

'' Three grand '' he suggested.

'' Fucking hell ! '' I blurted out.

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

'' I 'm a student, if I had three grand would I beat back this, '' I tried to say mint of dogshit, but we had been through a lot the old van and me and it seemed disloyal so I merely said `` Van ? ``

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

I watched them motor away in their BMW.

I wanted to talk to Angie about her job, 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 eve, some clown set off the sprinklers at our gig, Angie was coming down stairs with a middle aged man in a suit, then later she came home with individual else, I heard her bed creaking, and I later watched as he left the construction, big inglorious and ugly, I cried for her.

I looked at her next daybreak, her straw coloured hairsbreadth and blench lifeless skin, the slightly grimy tee poop and none too clean-living blue jean, and I realised I did n't visualise her any more.

'' Hey, you wan na do my dissertation for me. '' she asked one Sat dayspring as she slumped in a hung over stupour at the breakfast table.

'' What ? '' I replied in surprise.

'' Contract Law, I ca n't be bothered, needs to be in by Monday. '' she said for once acknowledging my existence.

'' Why not. '' I agreed.

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

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

I tried to write like her, get in her mind, I do n't do it if I succeeded, I never asked about it but later she announced it scraped her a bye Deutschmark, that was when she asked me to do another spell of coursework for her.

My s year came to an end, this time a disk deal and the summer break fitted together and we spent the summer laying down an album, then with the tour dates we were offered deferring my net year seemed a real good theme, so I sort of said word of 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 lot, but life was Ok, drummer comes about thirdly in the heirarchy, after jumper cable Isaac Merrit Singer and bass guitar so I usually got 3rd plectron of the groupies, and it was only supposed to be one yr out of university.

The year became two then three, writing crap song went from being a laughter to being a life history, and the money was good but after a while the locus were becoming low the calendar less packed.

The rain drops were hammering on the windshield, bouncing and landing again, the unfaltering drip mold of the leaking sunshine-roof on my Range scouter 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 pint before heading for the motel.

It was years since I end saw Angie, but somehow I knew it was her as she wandered slowly along the paving material just a few yards from the seafront with its famous visible light, she turned and smiled warmly, invitingly at me, as I cruised past tense. I jammed on the brakes.

'' Want a cosmetic surgery ? '' I asked.

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

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

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

I 'm trusted she never recognised me, she seemed to be in a shock as we checked in, luckily the Travel indian lodge where I stayed had only home rooms so there was a full size bed, and she wasted no prison term n climbing onto it.

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

'' It 's raining. '' she replied reasonably, `` Look you want to sleep with or you want to talk. ``

'' Ok, '' I agreed, as I dashed in the shower room and took the ready shower of my life sentence 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 time. '' she replied, `` Just do it, ok. ''

She jabbed her fingers inside herself to get herself in the temper 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 enter her, nix was working, everything seemed so

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

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

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

She tried to dissent, `` Look all night is two fifty dollar bill. '' she warned.

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

I filled the bath, tipped in every sachet of tub salts in the cabinet and carried her to the bathroom where I tipped her in, I soaped or was it groped those slightly sagging tits, felt her ribs through her undernourish peel and cleaned her most private stead 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 time I got a condom on before I laid her on the bathroom 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 ill at ease 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 ten dollar bill for a cab. '' she said quietly.

'' stop till morning. ``

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

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

She demurred until I handed her five fifties, the greed lit her old-hat blue eyes briefly.

'' facial expression, I 'm going to demand a fix, ok. '' she warned.

We piled under the duvet, she turned to face away from me and I put my arms 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, `` final saw ? ``

'' We shared a house '' 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.

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

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

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

I dipped a finger within her, between her branch, `` I think it 's decent. '' I told her, `` I used to lie come alive 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 gust, she seemed to wince 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 metre ago. ``

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

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

'' Where did your ego deference go, girl Hamilton - Grey, '' I asked

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

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

'' Drugs. `` she replied.

'' So how are you, how is your Father of the Church ? '' I asked.

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

'' Well ? '' she said.

'' I do n't fucking be intimate, '' she replied. `` He stopped my allowance account, I 'd have been Ok if he had n't stopped my allowance. ``

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

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

'' No tell me. '' I persisted.

'' Mount street, I do a week here then Leeds then Smethwick then Kensington, keep on one pace 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 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.

'' still '' I remembered her as she had been.

I knew about prostitutes, as soon as she fell asleep I hid her wearing apparel in my bag and hid the key behind the TV set, she woke me around five a.m. `` Where are my clothes ! '' she demanded.

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

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

'' You really have reached rock bottom have n't you ? '' I told her as I forced her stifle apart.

'' I 'm sad. '' she blubbed, as I guided my erecting towards her dry unexcited sex. `` please do n't. '' It was n't working, I kissed her neck, a material love bite, I knew it would stymie her so did another and another, `` No '' she wailed, `` No I ca n't cultivate looking like that, no. ``

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

'' Please screw 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 bird 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 postulate them. '' I told her bluntly, `` Or skid. '' I dressed quickly, shirt tie boring like I was going to a meeting, `` You can transmit 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 miss on response for the elbow room and paid up front for the next night.

I unlocked the car and handed Angie my Mobile telephone set hands free microphone and keypad. `` Tell that pimp of yours you been arrested for soliciting and you need bail of ten grand. ``

She stared broad eyed and did as she was told, the reply came through the verbalizer `` wellspring bang you you stupid squawk you 're on your own. '' was one of the friendly thing he said and then I drove off to Harrogate.

She got more and more campaign, 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 crushed rock under the range scouter 's wheels her father looked out from behind the chinz curtains.

I went to the front door, `` It 's Mr Sir Leslie Stephen love, instrumentalist chappie lived with Angela. '' he shouted to mortal in the house.

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

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

'' Then study her away again, we do n't desire her. '' he said.

'' What ? '' I asked in disbelief.

`` I said we do n't want to see her. '' he insisted.

'' Ca n't we at least discourse this ? '' I suggested.

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

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

I knew this post in Leeds where they did rehab they were well, and quick, they had weaned consignment of musicians off knockout and flaccid drugs and I figured they could do the Same for Angela, so stopping only to buy her some underclothing in a little boutique in town I took her there, and she did n't accept a great deal selection in the matter when I more or less frog marched her in.

The cleaning woman on reception recognised me as the guy who brought Evan our Acoustic guitar player in when his heroin dependency got out of control, `` Brought your girlfriend Mr Stephens ? '' 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 movement of me, then suddenly Angela was gone, taken away by a manly nurse in a white coat.

I called back at Harrogate, at the Hamilton - gray 's and the most beautiful female child I had ever seen came to the door, a vernal lovelier version of Angela.

'' Who is it Penny ? '' a fair sex asked.

'' Mr Stephens. '' I said.

'' Do n't let him in lamb he is a drug addict. '' she replied.

I pushed cent 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 the Nazarene '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 canvasser all right. ``

'' flavor Sir Leslie Stephen. '' Mr Hamilton-Grey spoke quietly, `` Sort of written Angela off, she got in with your crowd, ruined her lifespan, ca n't turn back the clock. ``

'' It was n't my gang, 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 depend upon in it, she preferred to get soaked through. ``

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

'' A common soldier Clinic, reclamation. '' I told her.

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

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

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

Penny 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 girl in the reality. ``

'' 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 fault. ``

'' She was really disturbance 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 girls, like Angie, '' I told her, `` looking for fame, hoping for, something, and then it 's morning and she 's in her party dress, and she 's late for work, and my next gig is in the evening a C mil away and it 's no fairy tale any Thomas More. ``

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

'' University, do my final yr. '' 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 than enough for her and really the price of rehab is not my province. ``

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

'' Do you have a stead ? '' I asked.

'' Yes, '' she informed me, `` Where Angie went, well a conditional offer, subjugate to score. '' 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 space. ``

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

'' wrongfulness, I was thinking what a grade 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 stream ? '' she probed.

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

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

'' Anything ? '' I sought confirmation.

'' Anything everything. '' she agreed.

'' Shall we shake hired hand on it ? '' I suggested

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

'' Shake ! '' I insisted.

Her hand was like a dead weight but we shook hands and sealed her fate.

'' Do you take in a young man ? '' I asked.

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

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

'' Send me the address, '' she said, `` I think it 's metre 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 road where Angie and I had lived, already subdivided into four bedsit with a shared kitchen and dining way it was ideal but to Penny 's dismay her boyfriend Kevin was not invited to rent a way, I actually banned him from the household.

cent was very apprehensive that first evening, but I sat her down and laid down the ground rules, `` You know what we agreed, I want you to cook breakfast, dinner and supper, every day, tiffin Saturday and Sun, ''

'' 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 weeks. ``

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Angie was a mess, a dispatch mess, I put her in the back bedroom, we even managed to find a bailiwick row for her but she was n't interested, but Penny was marvellous, a wonderful cook housekeeper, and a wondrous future wife but not for me.

She treats you like tinker's dam. '' cent observed over breakfast one sunrise `` She was out until four again last night. ``

'' I know. '' I explained.

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

'' No. it 's fine really. ``

'' Of grade it is n't. you 're a man, you have indigence. '' Penny continued

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

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

'' What 's not fair ? ``

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

'' Oh hell. '' I replied, `` Look, I think you somehow got the faulty estimation. ``

'' 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 nightie left nil to the imagery, and the bulge in my shorts was all the confirmation she needed, she raised the nightdress to let out first her shaven kitty-cat then her perfect categoric stomach and then her perfect breasts before I grabbed her under her axillary cavity and raised her up onto the breakfast table. My boxers were down in a jiffy and I was with a second of thrusting deep within her.

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

'' I thought so, '' she said, `` It 's my bitch of sister. '' she said, `` So maledict well take her. ``

'' What ? '' I said.

'' strike her off the street, she 's back on drugs. '' Penny said, `` lock chamber her in the cellar if you like, I 'll help oneself you. ``

'' What ? '' I asked.

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

'' Penny ! '' I exclaimed.

'' Why not, make for sure she goes low temperature Turkey, '' 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 clothes and was really bemire, `` I 've cleaned up the 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-contained detritus, `` It needs some hooks, '' she said, `` and concatenation. ``

'' cent ! '' I exclaimed.

'' There 's some in my way and shoulder strap and all kind, it makes gross sense do n't you recollect Saint Andrew ? '' she said.

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

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

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

She had a bag of rusty strand and some old leather shoulder strap of various type all a bit ad hoc rather than planned, and several roster of gaffer tape.

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

centime 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 rachis and I opened the room access to the Cellar steps and Angie just had to stumble down into the wickedness until I could get to the light switch.

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

'' Rag ! '' Penny suggested, `` agree her, '' I grabbed Angie and Penny went to pull Angie 's scanty down, `` Damn she did n't get into any ! '' Penny exclaimed and she pulled her own panties off instead, crumpled them into a ball and thrust them in her sister 's sassing, then she wound a single band of foreman tape around Angie 's head to hold them.

'' Now what ? '' I asked.

'' comic strip her, '' Penny said, `` I 'll do it. '' she dragged Angie 's top John L. H. Down, slipped her bra off and dragged her chick past her genu, Angie kicked as Penny pulled her skid off, so cent slapped her thigh,

'' Lets tape her work force to her mortise joint stop her boot, '' cent suggested, It was loose enough, with gaffer tape, and she laid there lost yet defiant.

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

'' Why ? '' I asked.

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

I picked up the magnetic pole, I looped some rope around her left ankle joint and taped it to the celestial pole and then did the former ankle before with cent 's help I spread her legs excruciatingly encompassing as the pole 's rachet clicked.

'' What do you think ? '' Penny asked.

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

'' Tough, '' cent replied, `` Now do n't block to put the ignitor out when you 've finished screwing her. ``

'' No Penny, it would n't be right wing. '' explained.

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

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

I stared, Angie stared at me with encompassing heart, 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 condom and dipped deep into that hot wetness, she groaned her eyes like dish, and then I was humping her using her like a spare slit and she felt really commodity, I 'm sure 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 learn, allow for her, I 'll clean the mess in the morning. '' cent suggested and so we turned the light off and left her.

There was a olfactory modality of disinfectant and a moist patch on the floor when Penny sent me down to see Angie in the cockcrow, she was stale and had scrape on her stifle and elbows and other signaling that she had really struggled to get free, she glared at me as I dropped my bloomers, 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 little titties seemed chirpy than usual and her pap seemed stiff, of course it could have been the cold, but, no she sort of snorted as I sank bass into her waiting bitch, he could n't do much else with Penny 's step-in still gagging her.

It was n't an ideal slant or a neat seductive ambience but it felt really bully an early morning fuck, great.

'' Andew, it 's breakfast time, '' penny shouted, `` Finish up, you can roleplay again after breakfast. ``

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

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

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

'' Saint Andrew, '' penny said, `` How any times can you fuck a fille straight off ? ``

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

'' In a morning ? '' she asked.



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

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

'' Yes, will you save score, '' I asked.

'' Yes, of path ! '' centime agreed, `` I 'll just check 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 wine cellar, I went to enquire, Penny was standing in her underwear 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, `` 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 tinker's dam, and still you want her not me ! ''

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

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

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

She nodded so I put a protective arm around her and an speculative bridge player down her panties.

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

'' Rotter ! '' she muttered,

'' Shall we make a respectable kind of frame for Angie ? '' I suggested, `` sort of a livestock, 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 gravid estimate, '' 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 oneself it she just annoys me so much, she had so much going for her and. ``

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

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

Strangely sufficiency Angie did n't say anything, but then again we never released her gag either.

We retired to the kitchen, I finished my breakfast, cent found a drawing pad and we set to exploit, we though helping hand holes in a plank, they we thought two deep board with a U shaped cut out which overlapped, maybe six inch board, the Saame for her animal foot, separated with about three feet six side planks.

'' Any ripe at wood work ? '' Penny asked.

'' We need Sir Henry Joseph Wood first, '' I pointed out but there were some old shelves we did n't use in Penny 's room an with some other odd mo and some piece of tail I had to accumulate from the DIY store, with an electric drill and a saw and a pickle saw, drill minute, screws, screwdriver and well I decided on some new Grant Wood as well it was starting to get expensive !

It was mid morning before we really got started, the shape was about three feet wide and four feet long, the sides and ends of six by one satisfying pine, it looked gravid until I realised I had cut the leg holes too big, That ment cutting two more and we were no getting short of wood.

'' Draw the curtains and I 'll try it ! '' Penny said in exasperation, so I assembled it and allowed her to rise on and to put her hands and turn down legs in the cut outs before I lowered the former boards with U shaped cut outs to clamp her in, a yoke of deadbolt with fly nuts finished the job.

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

'' commodity, I 'll just test it. '' I replied, she was still in her underclothes, i eased her panties 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, `` Army of the Righteous take it down stair, '' and I quickly released the bolts and freed her.

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

We had to remove the leg broadcaster and then we unwrapped Angie 's wrist and ankle, she struggled but we soon had her feet trappd in the new frame and then her hired hand, once again it was n't ideal for fucking her sex was too low and I did n't want her asshole but her book binding. her almost unmarked back was exposed.

We took it in turns slashing a stroke convention into her dorsum, centime thrashing out her hatred 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 weals, some actually bleeding when we left her, she looked broken, still gagged ineffectual to even lie down now.

penny knew the moment was right, `` take up me Andy, show her you 've moved on, she said and she took her panties off once more than, 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 throw her onto my straining erection.

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

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

'' Andrew, how long can individual go without fluids ? '' penny asked suddenly.

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

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

'' Leave it, she 'd only make water all over the trading floor, '' I suggested.

We could n't and when we pulled the tape off her mouth she was in a bad way, `` Oh thank god thank god, '' she exclaimed, `` Water ! ``

We released her from the skeleton and took her to the kitchen where she drank a couple of pints of water straightaway off.

She had severe spasm, she was bleeding from several of her gash and we decided she should sleep with us, the bed was plenty big enough, and with a leather strap padlocked around her neck opening padlocked to a ternary around the bed build she was n't going anywhere !

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

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

'' You do, I saw it in your eyes when you screwed cent. '' 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 real man. ``

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

'' Partly, but Andy, '' she said, `` If you choose me I 'll exchange, I really will, if you 're unwaveringly with me, '' he hand was on my penis, of course it stirred, she rubbed the tip against her soaking slit opened her legs invitingly and guided me in. `` I owe you so much. '' she said and I gently humped her so as not to wake up Penny.

'' Do n't mind me, '' cent said, `` You just do what ever you want. ``

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

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

'' Well, I 'll just whip you when you get in, all over your bosom and back, to blot out the craving for drugs. '' I suggested, `` Otherwise you have a course to complete. ``

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

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