Rain drops, hammering on the windshield, bouncing and landing again, the steadfast trickle of the leaking roof blowhole on my little Mini Van, she bustled past, her tenacious blonde ignition lock hidden beneath her hooded coat. I slid the window capable,

'' Want a facelift ? '' I asked.

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

It was annoying, mainly because she could sustain helped labor 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 dwelling house ok, the motor spluttered a few times but kept running so I was home long before she arrived.

She walked past me in the anteroom of the house where we both had way, four bed sitting rooms with communal kitchen and bathroom, she had the adept elbow room upstairs front man, mine was away on the top floor tucked under the roof.

She looked at me with bother, `` I wish you would hide that pile of scrap around the back, it lowers the tone of the 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 month in the same star sign and she still did n't know my name.

I thought of the first meter we met, in the lounge at the student mansion we shared, I lived in a categoric on campus for the first year then we found `` Digs '' for the moment and third years, so the firstly time we met was after the summer geological fault when we moved in. I was completely tongue tied, her beauty took my breath away, yet she was clearly horrified, well I had been working on the car and maybe my fount 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 live here, clearly her parents were rich, her allowance was certainly generous judging by the decorator clothes she wore.

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

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

The rainwater continued, week on workweek it seemed, somehow I managed to coax the ageing vehicle to life story each morning despite it being over thirty years old, which at least meant I could get in the lav after Angie and the former girl had left to catch the bus.awkward.

There was something about Angie, the physical body of her neck, those pear influence boob, the blue eyes, that long gold pilus, maybe even her haughty manner that got under my pelt in a way Amanda and Charlotte the former housemates never managed to do.

Friday were high-risk, most Fridays we had a gig somewhere for our little Rock band, and straight after the last lectures we would set off with the ampere and drumfish kit squeezed into my midget van and the residue of the kit and the lads in Tom 's Mondeo post wagon.

I remember one night, she was in our sofa, sot, I thought, when I returned, her garden pink knees framed a pair of brown tail as some new guy took his pleasure with her, another Negroid, 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 safety in the fireplace.

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

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

My second year rolled on, the banding became more popular, Gigs rolled in, every weekend.

The gigs were bully, well sometimes people stopped yelling long enough for us to listen ourselves play, but after two or three xx min band, then dismantling everything and loading the van the eve seemed to be gone, but usually I was household before Angie put in an appearance in the too soon time of day, after an evening in the bar then on to an expensive club with her `` Friends. '' then she would be belting out pop call in completely the wrong key in that high treble vox of hers, the sort that smashes wine glasses and kills rats at fifty paces.

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

I actually felt proud of, she deserved someone 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 track, the other guys were up for it but I had worked too hard and I was unsure.

'' fuck you, drummers are two a cent. '' was the musical phrase which sealed my fate.

They got a called Pete to take my shoes, well at gigs in the studio they had to use a sessions man because Pete had minuscule sentiency of rhythm, at least when he was stoned which was all the time, and of trend he got tear and of course I got hauled up before the premier, the head of the faculty.

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

I knew he had read the composition 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 Sir William Rowan Hamilton - Grey, Anela 's father.

'' Look 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 habitation and out of my daughter 's biography, she wants to be a Lawyer, she ca n't affiliate 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 final word. ``

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

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

He really thought it was me using a degree figure so he used the old boy network to get the drummer jailed, and with his conviction the record recording label dropped the recording idea but it was good for me because as the circle 's fortunes took a dive and with the recording contract torn up and my replacing jailed I was back in requirement once more.

Angie had a go at me one day.

'' People 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 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 wind me up yet unaware how soused with her I had become.

She started to count ill, sparse, fragile, her whisker no longer glistened, and her tegument no longer glowed, I still never realised.

She was kneeling in the gutter outside the house being honk one eventide when I returned home, I picked her up out of he sewer and carried her upstairs, she had her key in her purse and I took her in to her elbow room. My finger's breadth trembled as I sat her on the bed, pulled off her place and pulled down the zipper at the backbone of her dim-witted attire, eased it from her shoulder and let it light

She looked at me in disinterested puzzlement as I undid her bra strap then peeled off her pantihose to break her diminutive Andrew D. White panty. I would have taken her there and then except I could see she had her period, so instead I pulled back he bed covers laid her down and kissed her forehead, before I covered her up and went to my own room.

Next break of the day she accused me of groping her, right in front of the former two missy, I explained I only took her to her way but they never believed me I am sure enough. 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 habilimented African valet de chambre 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 home. '' I explained.

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

'' Hey where you get your son of a bitch ? '' the with child one suggested, his bulging brown neck incongruous against his strip down shirt and pinstriped suit.

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

'' form you do, you was in the newspaper publisher 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 gear, do n't she recount you nothing, that shit you score from her she works for on her spinal column. '' he explained nastily.

'' Oh. '' I replied uncertainly.

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

'' How a great deal. '' I asked cautiously.

'' Three grand '' he suggested.

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

'' You want to pay ? '' the with child one demanded.

'' I 'm a pupil, if I had three grand 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 disloyal so I merely said `` Van ? ``

Everything was falling into place, she clearly had a drug wont and was sleeping with men to fund it.

I watched them ride away in their BMW.

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

I came home early one eventide, some buffoon set off the sprinklers at our gig, Angie was coming down stairs with a heart 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 bootleg and ugly, I cried for her.

I looked at her side by side morning, her straw emblazon hair and sick lifeless tegument, the slightly Myxocephalus aenaeus tee shite and none too clean-living jean, and I realised I did n't figure 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 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 and announced `` Then you can love my ass if I get an A, '' she laughed wickedly.

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

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

My second class came to an end, this time a record deal and the summertime faulting fitted together and we spent the summer laying down an record album, then with the tour dates we were offered deferring my final year seemed a real serious thought, 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 living was Ok, drummer comes about tertiary in the heirarchy, after principal singer and bass guitar so I usually got third pickaxe of the groupies, and it was only supposed to be one year out of university.

The yr became two then three, writing dogshit call went from being a laugh to being a vocation, and the money was good but after a while the venues were becoming lowly the calendar less packed.

The rain drops were hammering on the windshield, bouncing and landing again, the steady drip of the leaking sunroof on my mountain chain wanderer was intensely annoying as I drove back to the hotel from our gig. We were very much the supporting act, the groupies had moved on and I slipped away for a quietly 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 yards from the seafront with its far-famed lights, she turned and smiled warmly, invitingly at me, as I cruised past. I jammed on the brakes.

'' Want a facelift ? '' I asked.

She opened the door and climbed in, `` Round by the tramcar 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, thing of factly.

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

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

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

'' Ok, '' I agreed, as I dashed in the shower room and took the flying shower bath of my biography 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 fourth dimension. '' she replied, `` Just do it, ok. ''

She jabbed her finger's breadth inside herself to get herself in the mood and handed me a safety which I rolled on before I eased her thighs apart and pulled her to the edge of the bed and tried to enter her, nothing 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 damp clothing, `` let me dry your hair, '' I saw it was cruddy, `` involve a shower. ``

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

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

I filled the bath, tipped in every sachet of bath salts in the cabinet and carried her to the bathroom where I tipped her in, I soaped or was it groped those slightly sagging nipple, felt her ribs through her ill-fed skin and cleaned her most private places with my finger's breadth, 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 branch and this metre slid in her so easily it was like entering heaven, of course she was wet so we stuck together, so the sex was awkward to say the least, but it was a chapter closed, I had got her out of my system.

I watched her dry herself, `` It 's a hundred, and a tenner for a cab. '' she said quietly.

'' Stay till morn. ``

'' 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 pall blue oculus briefly.

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

We piled under the continental quilt, she turned to look away from me and I put my arms around her protectively, before I absent mindedly started to make for with her nipples.

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

She tensed, `` Last saw ? ``

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

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

'' At Uni, '' I elaborated.

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

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

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

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

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

I dipped a finger within her, between her legs, `` I think it 's nice. '' I told her, `` I used to lie awake wanking dream 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 setback, she seemed to shrink back into herself.

'' Oh. '' she sort of groaned.

'' You used to glow with vitality, your hairsbreadth shone. '' I continued

'' Please do n't '' she whispered, `` It was a yearn 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 respect go, Miss Alice Hamilton - gray, '' I asked

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

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

'' Drugs. `` she replied.

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

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

'' Well ? '' she said.

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

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

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

'' No tell me. '' I persisted.

'' Mount street, I do a calendar week here then Leeds then Smethwick then Kensington, preserve one footstep ahead. '' she was crying. `` It 's not what I planned. ``

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

'' Are you trying to sleep together my bum ? '' she asked.

I realised my erecting was straining against her bum cheeks.

'' No, '' I guess I blushed.

'' Because you can if you like. '' she agreed.

'' No, it 's ok. '' I told her

'' I owe you from Uni, '' she said.

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

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

It was so slow to pin her down, she was undernourished underweight, out of experimental 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 sass 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 rear end have n't you ? '' I told her as I forced her knees 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 tangible dearest insect bite, I knew it would obstruct her so did another and another, `` No '' she wailed, `` No I ca n't process looking like that, no. ``

'' Should give 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 doll and top at her and told her to get dressed. `` Where 's my bra and panty ? '' she asked.

'' You 're a whore you do n't need them. '' I told her bluntly, `` Or shoes. '' 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 missy on response for the room and paid up straw man for the side by side night.

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

She stared encompassing eyed and did as she was told, the reply came through the speaker `` fountainhead fuck you you stupid grouse you 're on your own. '' was one of the friendly things he said and then I drove off to Harrogate.

She got more and more agitated, and then as we drove into the cul de sac where her parents used to live she broke down and sobbed. They used to live at Rhoedean, and as I crunched the gravel under the range Rover 's bicycle her sire looked out from behind the chinz curtains.

I went to the front door, `` 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 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 discuss this ? '' I suggested.

'' No, commodity day. '' he slammed the door shut.

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

I knew this station in Leeds where they did rehab they were full, and quick, they had weaned loads of musicians off hard and soft drugs and I figured they could do the same for Angela, so stopping only to buy her some underwear in a little dress shop in town I took her there, and she did n't accept often choice in the matter when I more or less toad marched her in.

The woman on response recognised me as the guy who brought Evan our Acoustic guitar player in when his diacetylmorphine dependence got out of ascendency, `` Brought your girl Mr Stephen ? '' she asked.

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

'' You know the rates ? '' she queried.

'' She 's worth it. '' I boasted as I signed the form she thrust in front line of me, then suddenly Angela was gone, taken away by a male nursemaid in a white coat.

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

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

'' Mr Stephen. '' I said.

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

I pushed centime aside somewhat rudely, `` Now hang on, I 've never used drugs, ever, but for your entropy I 'm paying for Angela to be de toxed, she is working as a fancy woman for Saviour 's sake. ``

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

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

'' Look Sir Leslie Stephen. '' Mr Hamilton-Grey spoke quietly, `` Sort of written Angela off, she got in with your crowd, ruined her life, ca n't sour 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 devolve on in it, she preferred to get soaked through. ``

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

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

'' Will you call for me to see her ? '' penny enquired.

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

The old fella looked at the trading floor, `` Offer Mr Stephens a drink Penny, I must talk 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 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 Shangri-la sake it was n't my fracture. ``

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

'' I think I remember, we only met that day, there were so many little girl, like Angie, '' I told her, `` looking for fame, hoping for, something, and then it 's morning and she 's in her party garb, and she 's late for work, and my adjacent gig is in the evening a one C stat mi away and it 's no fairy narrative any more. ``

'' So Mr pop whizz, where now, Las Lope de Vega ? '' Penny asked. sarcastically.

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

'' What ! '' she exclaimed.

'' last my point. '' 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, `` dad 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 place ? '' I asked.

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

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

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

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

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

'' If you pay my adjustment and tutorship, I 'll do anything you want. '' she offered.

'' Anything ? '' I sought confirmation.

'' Anything everything. '' she agreed.

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

'' You 're wickedness. '' she said.

'' handshake ! '' I insisted.

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

'' Do you throw a boyfriend ? '' I asked.

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

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

'' Send me the address, '' she said, `` I think it 's time 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 home in the Sami route where Angie and I had lived, already subdivided into four bedsitter with a shared kitchen and dining way it was ideal but to Penny 's dismay her swain Kevin was not invited to submit a elbow room, I actually banned him from the house.

cent was very apprehensive that 1st even, but I sat her down and laid down the ground prescript, `` You know what we agreed, I want you to cook breakfast, dinner party and supper, every day, dejeuner Sat 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 workweek. ``

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Angie was a mess, a complete peck, I put her in the cover bedroom, we even managed to find a field of study form for her but she was n't interested, but Penny was marvellous, a wonderful cook housekeeper, and a wonderful future tense wife but not for me.

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

'' I know. '' I explained.

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

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

'' Of class it is n't. you 're a man, you have pauperism. '' Penny continued

'' It 's okay really. '' I agreed

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

'' What 's not fair ? ``

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

'' Oh hell. '' I replied, `` await, I think you somehow got the wrong melodic theme. ``

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

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

'' So I 'm not sexy ? '' Her nightdress left nothing to the imagination, and the bulge in my shortstop was all the ratification she needed, she raised the nightie to bring out first her shaved pussy then her perfect categorical tummy and then her perfect chest before I grabbed her under her armpits and raised her up onto the breakfast mesa. My shorts were down in a trice and I was with a second of thrusting deep within her.

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

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

'' What ? '' I said.

'' carry her off the street, she 's back on drugs. '' centime said, `` Lock her in the cellar if you like, I 'll help you. ``

'' What ? '' I asked.

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

'' cent ! '' I exclaimed.

'' Why not, take in sure she goes Cold Meleagris gallopavo, '' she said, `` I 'll help. ``

I guessed she was bluffing until I got back from a talking to around four XXX that good afternoon, Penny was dressed in some really old dress and was really muddy, `` I 've cleaned up the root cellar seed and looking at ! ``

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

'' cent ! '' I exclaimed.

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

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

'' You need some in the 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 chain and some old leather straps of various types all a bit ad hoc rather than planned, and several rolls of foreman 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.

centime and I were watching of 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 threshold to the cellar steps and Angie just had to hit down into the duskiness until I could get to the light switch.

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

'' Rag ! '' Penny suggested, `` hold back her, '' I grabbed Angie and Penny went to pull Angie 's panties down, `` Damn she did n't wear any ! '' centime exclaimed and she pulled her own panties off instead, crumpled them into a orchis and thrust them in her sister 's rima oris, then she wound a single band of gaffer tape around Angie 's psyche to hold them.

'' Now what ? '' I asked.

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

'' Lets mag tape her hands to her ankle check her kicking, '' Penny suggested, It was easy enough, with oldtimer tape, and she laid there helpless yet defiant.

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

'' Why ? '' I asked.

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

I picked up the pole, I looped some forget me drug around her left ankle and taped it to the celestial pole and then did the other ankle before with Penny 's assistance I spread her legs excruciatingly across-the-board as the pole 's rachet clicked.

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

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

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

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

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

'' cent, '' 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 bent 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 disk, and then I was humping her using her like a excess cunt and she felt really good, I 'm surely she squeezed me as I fucked her and then it was over.

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

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

'' She needs to learn, will her, I 'll scavenge the kettle of fish in the morning. '' centime suggested and so we turned the wakeful off and left her.

There was a smell of germicide and a damp patch on the floor when penny sent me down to see Angie in the morning, she was moth-eaten and had excoriation on her stifle and elbows and early signs that she had really struggled to get free, she glared at me as I dropped my trouser, I loved that look of hatred, it was so a lot unspoilt 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 perkier than common and her teat seemed stiff, of course it could have been the frigidity, but, no she sort of snorted as I sank deep into her waiting cunt, he could n't do much else with penny 's step-in still gagging her.

It was n't an ideal angle or a capital seductive ambience but it felt really great an too soon dayspring fuck, great.

'' Andew, it 's breakfast metre, '' Penny shouted, `` complete up, you can act as again after breakfast. ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' In a morning ? '' she asked.



'' I do n't have sex, '' I replied.

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

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

'' Yes, of form ! '' 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 Cellar, I went to investigate, Penny was standing in her underwear brandishing a kind 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, `` 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 ! '' cent complained, `` She treats you like mother fucker, 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 history with Angie, it 's like lancing a boil, '' I said `` But satinpod, it 's just sibling rivalry is n't it ? ``

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

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

'' lowlife ! '' she muttered,

'' Shall we make a safe sort of frame for Angie ? '' I suggested, `` kind of a fund, 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 idea, '' I suggested, `` to be true. ''

'' 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 annoys me so much, she had so a good deal going for her and. ``

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

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

Strangely 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, Penny found a drawing pad and we set to put to work, we though hand kettle of fish in a board, they we thought two trench planks with a U shaped cut out which overlapped, maybe six in planks, the same for her feet, separated with about three feet six English planks.

'' Any good at Sir Henry Joseph Wood work ? '' Penny asked.

'' We need wood first, '' I pointed out but there were some old shelf we did n't use in centime 's room an with some former odd bits and some screws I had to collect from the DIY memory board, with an electric recitation and a saw and a muddle saw, drill number, screw propeller, screwdriver and well I decided on some new wood as well it was starting to get expensive !

It was mid break of day before we really got started, the underframe was about three feet wide and four fundament long, the slope 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 more and we were no getting short of wood.

'' Draw the curtains and I 'll try it ! '' centime said in aggravation, so I assembled it and allowed her to climb on and to put her hands and lower peg in the cut outs before I lowered the other boards with U shaped cut outs to clamp her in, a couple of bolts with winged screwball 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 pantie 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, `` Lets take it down stair, '' and I quickly released the thunderbolt and freed her.

Angie looked really horrified when we clattered down the steps to the cellar 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-scale wet plot 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 base trappd in the new form and then her helping hand, once again it was n't nonpareil for fucking her sex was too low and I did n't need her asshole but her backrest. her almost unmarked back was exposed.

We took it in turns slashing a diagonal radiation diagram into her spine, cent thrashing out her hate of what her baby inconsideration had so nearly, and I my frustration at being ignored an put down so often.

She was a mass of wheal, some actually bleeding when we left her, she looked broken, still gagged ineffective 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 panty off once more, she looked like the Angie I had once known and making sure as shooting Angie could see us I stepped out of my short and lifted her up to drop her onto my straining erection.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Leave it, she 'd only piss all over the level, '' 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 pint of piss uncoiled off.

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

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

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

'' You do, I saw it in your eye 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 faint, timid when I needed a real man. ``

'' So your problems were my fault ? '' I suggested.

'' Partly, but Andy, '' she said, `` If you choose me I 'll vary, I really will, if you 're firm with me, '' he hired hand was on my penis, of track it stirred, she rubbed the tip against her soakage scratch opened her stage 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 bear in mind me, '' penny said, `` You just do what ever you want. ``

'' We will hold open 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 bear it, and after ? ``

'' Well, I 'll just blister 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 finish. ``

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

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