Rain driblet, hammering on the windscreen, bouncing and landing again, the unbendable drip mold of the leaking roof vent on my little miniskirt Van, she bustled past, her long blond locks hidden beneath her hooded coat. I slid the windowpane open,

'' Want a lift ? '' I asked.

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

It was annoying, mainly because she could cause helped promote if the motor drowned in the spray but if she wanted to walk and necessitate the bus well there was zip 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 third house of the household where we both had suite, four bed sitting way with communal kitchen and bathroom, she had the best room upstairs forepart, mine was away on the top floor tucked under the roof.

She looked at me with annoyance, `` I wish you would hide that pile of scrap around the spine, it lowers the tone of the surface area. '' she sneered.

'' Sorry, Angie '' I apologised,

'' wagerer still scrap it. '' she suggested unkindly. `` And it 's Miss Hamilton - Grey to you Groves '' she certainly knew how to deliver a put down six months in the same family and she still did n't acknowledge my name.

I thought of the first time we met, in the lounge at the bookman house we shared, I lived in a categorical on campus for the world-class year then we found `` Digs '' for the 2d and third years, so the inaugural time we met was after the summer break when we moved in. I was completely knife 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 unblock of oil, and my hired 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 rich, her margin was certainly generous judging by the fashion designer clothes she wore.

Each day brought a new torture, somehow former girl seemed somehow diminished by equivalence with Angie, certainly I never seemed to find anyone to build a relationship with.

It was a swoon hope, supposing that a ride 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 coax the ageing vehicle to life each break of the day despite it being over thirty years old, which at least meant I could get in the bathroom after Angie and the former female child had left to catch the bus.awkward.

There was something about Angie, the build of her neck, those pear shaped breasts, the gloomy center, that retentive golden hair, maybe even her haughty fashion that got under my cutis in a way Amanda and charlotte the other housemates never managed to do.

Fridays were worst, most Fridays we had a gig somewhere for our little John Rock band, and straight after the last lectures we would set off with the amps and tympan kit squeezed into my tiny van and the rest of the kit and the feller in Tom 's Mondeo place wagon.

I remember one night, she was in our sofa, drunk, I thought, when I returned, her pink knees framed a yoke of brown buttocks as some new guy took his delight with her, another negro, she liked Black. 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 region, her incision glistened obscenely between her slightly reddened step lower lips.

'' I 'm sorry, '' was all I could say as I closed the door and heard them break open into ungovernable giggles.

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

The fizgig were great, well sometimes mass stopped yelling long enough for us to listen ourselves play, but after two or three xx minute circle, then dismantling everything and loading the van the evening seemed to be gone, but usually I was home before Angie put in an appearance in the early minute, after an eve in the bar then on to an expensive club with her `` supporter. '' then she would be belting out pop vocal in completely the wrongfulness key in that high up treble voice of hers, the form that smashes vino Methedrine and kills rats at fifty paces.

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

I actually felt proud of, she deserved individual decent, but they seemed strangely old, then I had to make a decision, the Band got a record contract, except it meant giving up my degree course, the other guys were up for it but I had worked too hard and I was unsure.

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

They got a called Pete to engage my position, well at spear in the studio apartment they had to use a academic session man because Pete had little sense of rhythm, at least when he was stoned which was all the time, and of course he got bust and of trend I got hauled up before the chancellor, the head of the faculty.

'' Now look Smethwick, '' he intoned, `` Why not resign 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 Hamilton - Grey, Anela 's father.

'' expression Smethwick, '' he advised, `` I know my daughter loathes you, and I suppose that is common, but, and I appeal to any decency you may have, for gods sake go home and out of my girl 's sprightliness, 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 take my daughter away, through no fault of her own do I ? '' he asked, `` is that your terminal word. ``

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

'' fountainhead expect a custodial conviction then. '' he threatened.

He really thought it was me using a stage figure so he used the old boys mesh to get the drummer jailed, and with his article of faith the record label dropped the recording idea but it was good for me because as the stripe 's luck took a dive and with the transcription contract torn up and my surrogate jailed I was back in demand once more.

Angie had a go at me one day.

'' multitude still think I live with a druggie. '' she complained, `` It 's your fault if we get raided. '' she told me unreasonably as I changed a roulette wheel heraldic bearing on the van one good afternoon with it jacked up at the roadside, She sat on a low bulwark with her legs spread invitingly as she said it trying to scent me up yet unaware how tight with her I had become.

She started to look ill, fragile, fragile, her hair no longer glistened, and her peel no longer glowed, I still never realised.

She was kneeling in the gutter outside the house being macabre one evening when I returned dwelling house, I picked her up out of he toilet and carried her upstairs, she had her key in her purse 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 zip fastener at the back of her simple garb, eased it from her shoulders and let it fall

She looked at me in disinterested bewilderment as I undid her bra strap then peeled off her pantihose to reveal her tiny white panties. I would own taken her there and then except I could see she had her period, so instead I pulled back he bed covers 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 other 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 berth, 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.

'' Home '' I explained.

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

'' Her parents base. '' 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 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 papers for using. '' he persisted.

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

'' You almost pretty sufficiency 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 tell you nothing, 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 practically. '' I asked cautiously.

'' Three grand '' he suggested.

'' Fucking netherworld ! '' I blurted out.

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

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

I watched them drive away in their BMW.

I wanted to talk to Angie about her problems, the banding was doing ok and money was rolling in so three 1000 was not a job if she needed it, but she just refused to talk about it.

I came home early one eventide, 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 abode with mortal else, I heard her bed creaking, and I later watched as he left the construction, big opprobrious and ugly, I cried for her.

I looked at her future sunrise, her stubble dark-skinned whisker and pale lifeless skin, the slightly begrimed tee SOB and none too uncontaminating blue jean, and I realised I did n't picture her any more.

'' Hey, you wan na do my dissertation for me. '' she asked one Saturday forenoon 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 pamphlet across the able and announced `` Then you can fuck 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 computer and started to indite.

I tried to compose like her, get in her intellect, I do n't bonk if I succeeded, I never asked about it but later she announced it scraped her a mountain pass mark, that was when she asked me to do another piece of coursework for her.

My second year came to an end, this time a disc trade and the summertime break fitted together and we spent the summer laying down an album, then with the tour dates we were offered deferring my final year seemed a real number goodness estimate, so I kind of said parting 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 prison term, as a Band, but lifetime was Ok, drummer comes about tertiary in the heirarchy, after steer singer and bass guitar so I usually got 3rd pick of the groupies, and it was only supposed to be one year out of university.

The twelvemonth became two then three, writing crap vocal went from being a laugh to being a vocation, and the money was good but after a while the venues were becoming small the calendar less packed.

The rainwater drop were hammering on the windshield, bouncing and landing again, the stiff drip of the leaking sunroof on my Range roamer was intensely annoying as I drove back to the hotel from our gig. We were very often 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 last saw Angie, but somehow I knew it was her as she wandered slowly along the pavement just a few railyard from the seafront with its famous lights, she turned and smiled warmly, invitingly at me, as I cruised yesteryear. I jammed on the brakes.

'' Want a lift ? '' I asked.

She opened the door and climbed in, `` Round by the ropeway entrepot is best. '' she announced, `` but get going the police force are around. ``

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

'' I want a one C for that, `` she said, affair of factly.

I 'm surely she never recognised me, she seemed to be in a daze as we checked in, luckily the Travel gild where I stayed had only family rooms so there was a full phase of the moon size bed, and she wasted no time n climbing onto it.

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

'' It 's raining. '' she replied reasonably, `` bet you want to roll in the hay or you want to speak. ``

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

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

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

She jabbed her finger inside herself to get herself in the humour and handed me a condom which I rolled on before I eased her thighs apart and pulled her to the border of the bed and tried to enter her, nil 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 help, `` I suggested as I pawed and pulled at her dampness clothing, `` let me dry your hair, '' I saw it was foul, `` Take a shower. ``

She tried to protest, `` Look all nighttime is two fifty. '' she warned.

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

I filled the bath, tipped in every sachet of bathing tub table salt in the console and carried her to the can where I tipped her in, I soaped or was it groped those slightly sagging tits, felt her rib through her ill-fed skin 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 time I got a safety on before I laid her on the bathroom floor, parted her ramification and this time slid in her so easily it was like entering heaven, of track she was wet so we stuck together, so the sex was ungainly 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.

'' halt till morning. ``

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

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

She demurred until I handed her five fifty, the greed lit her tired down eyes briefly.

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

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

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

She tensed, `` Last saw ? ``

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

'' Shared a business firm ? '' she queried, `` Where ? ``

'' At Uni, '' I elaborated.

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

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

'' facial 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 weird. '' she confessed.

I dipped a finger within her, between her leg, `` I think it 's nice. '' 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 blow, she seemed to shrivel up back into herself.

'' Oh. '' she variety of groaned.

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

'' Please do n't '' she whispered, `` It was a longsighted clock 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 self deference go, Miss Hamilton - Grey, '' I asked

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

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

'' Drugs. `` she replied.

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

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

'' Well ? '' she said.

'' I do n't fucking fuck, '' she replied. `` He stopped my leeway, I 'd own been Ok if he had n't stopped my allowance account. ``

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

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

'' No tell me. '' I persisted.

'' saddle horse street, I do a workweek here then Leeds then Smethwick then Kensington, celebrate 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 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 cyprian, as soon as she fell asleep I hid her apparel in my traveling 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 easy to pin her pile, she was underfed underweight, out of condition, I just manhandled her back onto the bed, and selected one of the condoms 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 room and saw my wallet was out of my jacket crown showing she had been intending to rob me.

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

'' I 'm bad. '' 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 neck, a substantial love snack, I knew it would block her so did another and another, `` No '' she wailed, `` No I ca n't work looking like that, no. ``

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

'' Please have it away my ass if you want but do n't. '' she said quietly, `` Ray beats me. ``

'' You have lied sufficiency. '' I told her as I rolled off her and retrieved the key to my suitcase from behind the TV.

I threw her doll and top at her and told her to get dressed. `` Where 's my bra and panties ? '' she asked.

'' You 're a whore you do n't take them. '' I told her bluntly, `` Or brake shoe. '' 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 young woman on reception for the elbow room and paid up front for the next night.

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

She stared spacious eyed and did as she was told, the response came through the speaker `` Well fuck you you stupid bitch you 're on your own. '' was one of the friendlier matter 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 know she broke down and sobbed. They used to live at Rhoedean, and as I crunched the gravel under the Range Rover 's roulette wheel her father looked out from behind the chinz curtains.

I went to the breast threshold, `` It 's Mr Stephens dear, player 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 take away 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 least hash out this ? '' I suggested.

'' No, Good day. '' he slammed the room access 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 player off intemperate and soft drugs and I figured they could do the Sami for Angela, so stopping only to buy her some underclothes in a small boutique in town I took her there, and she did n't have practically choice in the matter when I more or less frog marched her in.

The fair sex on reception recognised me as the guy who brought Evan our Acoustic guitar player in when his diacetylmorphine dependence got out of mastery, `` Brought your girlfriend Mr Sir Leslie 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 grade she thrust in front man of me, then suddenly Angela was gone, taken away by a male nurse in a Stanford White coat.

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

'' Who is it centime ? '' a woman asked.

'' Mr Stephens. '' I said.

'' Do n't let him in beloved he is a drug freak. '' 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 whore 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 solicitor all rightfield. ``

'' feel Sir Leslie Stephen. '' Mr Hamilton-Grey spoke quietly, `` Sort of written Angela off, she got in with your bunch, ruined her life, 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 tantalize in it, she preferred to get soaked through. ``

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

'' A private Clinic, rehabilitation. '' I told her.

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

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

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

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 girlfriend 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 fault. ``

'' She was really disconcert 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 girlfriend, like Angie, '' I told her, `` looking for renown, hoping for, something, and then it 's morning and she 's in her party dress, and she 's late for workplace, and my next gig is in the evening a c miles away and it 's no fairy narration any more. ``

'' So Mr pop hotshot, where now, Las Vegas ? '' penny asked. sarcastically.

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

'' What ! '' she exclaimed.

'' finish my degree. '' I insisted

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

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

'' She 's hardly my trouble, '' I told her, `` I think I have done More than enough for her and really the toll of rehab is not my responsibility. ``

'' No. '' centime 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 have a blank space ? '' I asked.

'' Yes, '' she informed me, `` Where Angie went, well a conditional offer, field of study 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 spot. ``

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

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

'' It 's an interesting conception. '' 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 mitt on it ? '' I suggested

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

'' Shake ! '' I insisted.

Her bridge player was like a deadened weight unit but we shook hands and sealed her fate.

'' Do you bear a fellow ? '' I asked.

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

'' Maybe we can business firm contribution, I was thinking of buying ? '' I suggested.

'' Send me the address, '' she said, `` I think it 's fourth dimension 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 firm in the same road where Angie and I had lived, already subdivided into four bedsits with a shared kitchen and dining way it was ideal but to Penny 's disheartenment her boyfriend Kevin was not invited to fill a room, I actually banned him from the house.

centime was very apprehensive that 1st even, but I sat her down and position down the solid ground rule, `` You know what we agreed, I want you to cook breakfast, dinner 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 hebdomad. ``

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Angie was a mess, a complete sight, I put her in the back sleeping room, we even managed to detect a study track for her but she was n't interested, but penny was improbable, a wonderful Captain James Cook housekeeper, and a wonderful future tense wife but not for me.

She treats you like shit. '' cent observed over breakfast one sunrise `` She was out until four again end night. ``

'' I know. '' I explained.

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

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

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

'' It 's hunky-dory really. '' I agreed

'' She does n't deserve you, it 's not just. '' penny explained.

'' What 's not bonny ? ``

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

'' Oh the pits. '' I replied, `` face, I think you somehow got the wrong musical theme. ``

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

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

'' So I 'm not sexy ? '' Her nightdress left nada to the imagination, and the hump in my shorts was all the check she needed, she raised the nightdress to reveal first her trim pussy then her perfect flat tummy and then her double-dyed boob before I grabbed her under her axilla and raised her up onto the breakfast table. My shortstop were down in a flash and I was with a second of thrusting deep within her.

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

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

'' What ? '' I said.

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

'' What ? '' I asked.

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

'' Penny ! '' I exclaimed.

'' Why not, name 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 good afternoon, Penny was dressed in some really old clothes and was really dirty, `` I 've cleaned up the Cellar come and spirit ! ``

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

'' centime ! '' I exclaimed.

'' There 's some in my room and shoulder strap and all form, it makes perfect signified do n't you guess Andrew ? '' she said.

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

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

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

She had a bag of rusty Ernst Boris Chain and some old leather shoulder strap of assorted types all a bit ad hoc rather than planned, and several whorl of old-timer 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 deep 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 wine cellar steps and Angie just had to stumble down into the duskiness until I could get to the unhorse switch.

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

'' Rag ! '' Penny suggested, `` bind her, '' I grabbed Angie and Penny went to commit Angie 's panty down, `` darn she did n't wear any ! '' Penny exclaimed and she pulled her own panties off instead, crumpled them into a ball and stuff them in her sister 's mouth, then she wound a single dance band of gaffer taping around Angie 's nous to hold them.

'' Now what ? '' I asked.

'' strip her, '' Penny said, `` I 'll do it. '' she dragged Angie 's top pile, slipped her bra off and dragged her doll past her human knee, Angie kicked as Penny pulled her shoes off, so Penny slapped her thigh,

'' Lets tape her mitt to her mortise joint stop her kicking, '' penny suggested, It was light enough, with gaffer taping, and she laid there incapacitated yet defiant.

'' There 's a telescopic pole, tape one end to each ankle joint '' Penny suggested `` and spread her wooden leg a bit ''

'' Why ? '' I asked.

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

I picked up the rod, I looped some Mexican valium around her left ankle and taped it to the Pole and then did the other ankle before with Penny 's aid I spread her peg excruciatingly all-inclusive as the pole 's rachet clicked.

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

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

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

'' No cent, it would n't be right. '' 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 panoptic eyes, but she was knack so far that her bottom and vagina were displayed to perfection, I could n't hold out, I just slid on a condom and dipped deep into that hot wetness, she groaned her eyes like saucers, and then I was humping her using her like a give up cunt and she felt really respectable, I 'm sure enough 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 teach, entrust her, I 'll clean the mess in the good morning. '' centime suggested and so we turned the light off and left her.

There was a smell of antimicrobic and a damp dapple on the floor when centime sent me down to see Angie in the morning, she was dust-covered and had corrasion on her knees and elbow and other signs that she had really struggled to get free, she glared at me as I dropped my pants, I loved that look of hatred, it was so a lot 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 fiddling tit seemed perky than usual and her mammilla seemed besotted, of course it could have been the frigidness, but, no she sort of snorted as I sank mystifying into her waiting snatch, he could n't do much else with centime 's panties still gagging her.

It was n't an ideal slant or a not bad seductive ambience but it felt really great an too soon morn piece of tail, great.

'' Andew, it 's breakfast sentence, '' cent shouted, `` Finish up, you can play again after breakfast. ``

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

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

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

'' St. Andrew, '' Penny said, `` How any times can you fuck a girl straight off ? ``

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

'' In a cockcrow ? '' she asked.



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

'' Why not find out, you 've nothing else to do have got you ? '' she asked and she was aright !

'' Yes, will you keep scotch, '' I asked.

'' Yes, of course ! '' cent agreed, `` I 'll just check on her. '' she slipped away and I started on my bacon and testis but a slapping swishing noise bothered me, it was coming from the wine cellar, I went to investigate, cent 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.

'' centime, what are you thinking of ? '' I asked.

'' Well she deserves it ! '' she insisted, `` gripe, ''

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' stinker ! '' she muttered,

'' Shall we make a better sorting of frame of reference for Angie ? '' I suggested, `` sort 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 mind, '' I suggested, `` to be fair. ''

'' 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 a lot going for her and. ``

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

'' Have you got a bettor 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, Penny found a drawing pad and we set to work, we though hand trap in a board, they we thought two deep planks with a U shaped cut out which overlapped, maybe six in plank, the Same for her pes, separated with about three feet six side of meat planks.

'' Any good at Sir Henry Wood piece of work ? '' centime asked.

'' We need Sir Henry Joseph Wood first, '' I pointed out but there were some old shelf we did n't use in cent 's room an with some former odd bits and some piece of tail I had to collect from the DIY store, with an electric car Mandrillus leucophaeus and a saw and a hole saw, drill act, roll in the hay, 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 frame was about three feet wide of the mark and four infantry long, the English and ending of six by one solid pine, it looked outstanding 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 curtain and I 'll try it ! '' centime said in aggravation, so I assembled it and allowed her to mount on and to put her hands and lower legs in the cut outs before I lowered the other boards with U shaped cut outs to clamp her in, a couplet of thunderbolt with wing nuts finished the job.

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

'' goodness, I 'll just try it. '' I replied, she was still in her underwear, i eased her panties down as a laugh intending to slap her rump and she said, `` Yes ! ''

I reacted sharply, `` Oh sorry, no, '' I said and pulled her panty on again, `` net ball take it down stairs, '' and I quickly released the bolts and freed her.

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

We had to remove the leg spreader and then we unwrapped Angie 's wrists and ankles, she struggled but we soon had her groundwork trappd in the new anatomy and then her hands, once again it was n't nonsuch for fucking her sex was too low and I did n't want her arsehole but her backrest. her almost unmarked book binding was exposed.

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

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

centime knew the here and now was right, `` postulate me Andy, show her you 've moved on, she said and she took her panty 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 baby have turned you away. '' she remembered to say sarcastically before the realisation kicked in, we were unspoilt together.

Very practiced indeed. We retired to my bed room, to my bed, and the day passed in a serial publication of bursts of passion and cat naps.

'' Saint Andrew the Apostle, 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.

'' get out it, she 'd only spend a penny all over the flooring, '' I suggested.

We could n't and when we pulled the tapeline 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 supply straight person off.

She had stark spasm, she was bleeding from several of her cuts and we decided she should kip with us, the bed was plenty big enough, and with a leather shoulder strap padlocked around her neck padlocked to a trio around the bed frame she was n't going anywhere !

Angie waited until she thought Penny was at rest and asked, `` Why do you still fuck me ? ``

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

'' You do, I saw it in your eyes 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 shy, fainthearted when I needed a literal man. ``

'' So your job were my fracture ? '' I suggested.

'' Partly, but Andy, '' she said, `` If you choose me I 'll shift, I really will, if you 're steadfast with me, '' he hand was on my penis, of course it stirred, she rubbed the tip against her soaking incision 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 Penny.

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

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

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

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

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

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