Rain drop, hammering on the windshield, bouncing and landing again, the unfaltering drip mould of the leaking roof vent on my little mini Van, she bustled past, her yearn blonde ignition lock hidden beneath her hooded pelage. I slid the window open,

'' Want a airlift ? '' I asked.

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

It was annoying, mainly because she could bear helped push if the motor drowned in the sprayer but if she wanted to take the air and take the bus well there was nothing I could do about it.

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

She walked past me in the pressure group of the theatre where we both had elbow room, four bed sitting elbow room with communal kitchen and bath, she had the dependable room upstairs nominal head, mine was away on the top story tucked under the roof.

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

'' Sorry, Angie '' I apologised,

'' bettor still scrap it. '' she suggested unkindly. `` And it 's Miss Hamilton - grey to you plantation '' she certainly knew how to deliver a put down six calendar month in the same house and she still did n't know my name.

I thought of the first gear metre we met, in the sofa at the student star sign we shared, I lived in a savorless on campus for the first gear year then we found `` shot '' for the second and third class, so the first time we met was after the summertime break when we moved in. I was completely tongue tied, her beauty took my breathing space away, yet she was clearly horrified, well I had been working on the car and maybe my face was not entirely barren of oil, and my work force 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 tolerance was certainly generous judgment by the designer clothes she wore.

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

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

The rains continued, week on week it seemed, somehow I managed to cajole the ageing vehicle to life each morning despite it being over thirty years old, which at least meant I could get in the bathroom after Angie and the other girls had left to grab the bus.awkward.

There was something about Angie, the shape of her neck, those pear shaped titty, the blue angel eyes, that farseeing golden hair, maybe even her haughty manner that got under my skin in a way Amanda and Queen City the early housemates never managed to do.

Friday were high-risk, most Fridays we had a gig somewhere for our petty rock candy isthmus, and straight after the live lectures we would set off with the ampere and drum kit squeezed into my tiny van and the residuum of the kit and the lads in Tom 's Mondeo station wagon.

I remember one night, she was in our lounge, drunk, I thought, when I returned, her pink knees framed a pair of brownish fundament as some new guy took his pleasure with her, another Black, she liked Negroid. I felt physically disturbed. He pulled away as he heard me,

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

I saw she had shaved her os pubis, her cunt glistened obscenely between her slightly reddened abuse down lips.

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

My instant year rolled on, the isthmus became more pop, Gigs rolled in, every weekend.

The fishgig were great, well sometimes the great unwashed stopped yelling long enough for us to hear ourselves play, but after two or three twenty second sets, then dismantling everything and loading the van the evening seemed to be gone, but usually I was menage before Angie put in an visual aspect in the early hours, after an even in the bar then on to an expensive nightclub with her `` Friends. '' then she would be belting out pop songs in completely the faulty key in that high soprano phonation of hers, the sort that smashes wine glasses 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 household were richer, her type I thought, and she took them to her room, not the lounge.

I actually felt pleased, she deserved someone decent, but they seemed strangely old, then I had to take a crap a decision, the band got a phonograph recording declaration, except it meant giving up my degree class, the early guy cable 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 adopt my spot, well at fishgig in the studio apartment they had to use a sessions man because Pete had little horse sense of rhythm, at least when he was stoned which was all the time, and of course he got busted and of course I got hauled up before the Chancellor, the brain of the faculty.

'' Now look Smethwick, '' he intoned, `` Why not resign now, economise 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 - Second Earl 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 graven image sake go rest home and out of my daughter 's aliveness, 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 girl away, through no geological fault of her own do I ? '' he asked, `` is that your final word. ``

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

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

He really thought it was me using a leg public figure so he used the old boys network to get the drummer jailed, and with his strong belief the record label dropped the recording estimation but it was good for me because as the striation 's fortunes took a nose dive and with the recording declaration torn up and my replacement jailed I was back in need 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 wayside, She sat on a low paries with her legs spread invitingly as she said it trying to wind me up yet unaware how besotted with her I had become.

She started to front ill, thin, fragile, her hairsbreadth no longer glistened, and her skin no longer glowed, I still never realised.

She was kneeling in the sewer outside the house being sick one evening when I returned home, I picked her up out of he trough 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 zipper at the back of her simpleton dress, eased it from her articulatio humeri and let it fall

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

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

Then one afternoon It all fitted into place, it was the mid summer break, two immaculately garbed African gentlemen arrived in a Shirley Temple 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 domicile. '' I explained.

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

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

'' What ? '' I queried.

'' Angie, she fucks for train, do n't she assure you nothing, that SOB you score from her she works for on her rachis. '' 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 inferno ! '' I blurted out.

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

'' I 'm a bookman, if I had three grand would I push this, '' I tried to say mess of horseshit, 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 property, 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 verbalize to Angie about her job, the Band was doing ok and money was rolling in so three K was not a job if she needed it, but she just refused to talk about it.

I came home early one evening, some clown set off the sprinklers at our gig, Angie was coming down stairs with a middle 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 grim and ugly, I cried for her.

I looked at her next morning, her straw coloured haircloth and pale lifeless tegument, the slightly grubby tee shit and none too clean jeans, and I realised I did n't fancy her any more.

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

'' What ? '' I replied in surprise.

'' Contract 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 be intimate my ass if I get an A, '' she laughed wickedly.

As it happened I knew something of Contract law and like a mark I retreated to my way and powered up my computer and started to write.

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

My second year came to an end, this prison term a track record 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 final year seemed a veridical good idea, so I sort of said farewell to Angie and moved on, not that I actually said anything, she simply was n't around when I went.

We never exactly hit the big prison term, as a Band, but life was Ok, drummer comes about third in the heirarchy, after lead singer and bass guitar so I usually got tertiary pickaxe of the groupies, and it was only supposed to be one year out of university.

The class became two then three, writing turd songs went from being a laugh to being a career, and the money was good but after a while the venue were becoming minuscule the calendar lupus erythematosus packed.

The rain drops were hammering on the windshield, bouncing and landing again, the steady drip mould of the leaking sunshine-roof on my reach 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 unruffled 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 famous luminousness, she turned and smiled warmly, invitingly at me, as I cruised past. I jammed on the brakes.

'' Want a airlift ? '' I asked.

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

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

'' I want a 100 for that, `` she said, matter of factly.

I 'm 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 household room so there was a full size bed, and she wasted no time n climbing onto it.

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

'' It 's raining. '' she replied reasonably, `` count you want to have a go at it or you want to talk. ``

'' Ok, '' I agreed, as I dashed in the exhibitor room and took the quickest shower of my life-time nd returned still naked drying myself, she had her doll 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 condom which I rolled on before I eased her thighs apart and pulled her to the boundary 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 wear, `` let me dry your hair, '' I saw it was nasty, `` Take a shower. ``

She tried to dissent, `` search all night 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 cabinet and carried her to the lavatory where I tipped her in, I soaped or was it groped those slightly sagging boob, felt her ribs through her undernourish hide and cleaned her most private places with my fingerbreadth, and spoiled it all when I lost ascendence and spunked all over her tits.

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

I washed her again, and this clock time I got a safe on before I laid her on the lav trading floor, parted her peg 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 embarrassing 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 X for a cab. '' she said quietly.

'' stoppage 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 fifties, the greed lit her tired aristocratical eyes briefly.

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

We piled under the duvet, she turned to face away from me and I put my coat of 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, `` Last 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.

'' tone 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 digit within her, between her peg, `` I think it 's decent. '' I told her, `` I used to lie awaken 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 coke, she seemed to shrink back into herself.

'' Oh. '' she form of groaned.

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

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

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

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

'' Where did your self deference go, Miss Hamilton - Lady Jane 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 ? '' I asked.

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

'' Well ? '' she said.

'' I do n't fucking know, '' she replied. `` He stopped my tolerance, I 'd deliver been Ok if he had n't stopped my tolerance. ``

'' So where do you live ? '' 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 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 prostitutes, as soon as she fell asleep I hid her clothes in my suitcase and hid the key behind the TV set, she woke me around five a.m. `` Where are my clothes ! '' she demanded.

It was so leisurely to pin her John L. H. Down, she was malnourish underweight, out of stipulation, 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 notecase was out of my jacket showing she had been intending to rob me.

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

'' I 'm meritless. '' 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 real erotic love bite, I knew it would blockade her so did another and another, `` No '' she wailed, `` No I ca n't act upon looking like that, no. ``

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

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

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

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

'' You 're a sporting lady 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 girl on reception for the room and paid up front for the succeeding night.

I unlocked the car and handed Angie my Mobile phone hands unloose mike and keypad. `` William Tell that pimp of yours you been arrested for soliciting and you need bail of ten 1000. ``

She stared across-the-board eyed and did as she was told, the reply came through the speaker unit `` Well sleep with you you stupid bitch 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 press, and then as we drove into the cul de sac where her parents used to exist she broke down and sobbed. They used to hold out at Rhoedean, and as I crunched the crushed rock under the Range scouter 's wheels her sire looked out from behind the chinz curtains.

I went to the nominal head threshold, `` It 's Mr Stephen dear, instrumentalist 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 aim her away again, we do n't need 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 talk about this ? '' I suggested.

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

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

I knew this position in Leeds where they did rehab they were good, and quick, they had weaned incumbrance of musician off hard and soft 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 have often pick in the matter when I more or less frog marched her in.

The char on response recognised me as the guy who brought Evan our Acoustic guitar actor in when his diacetylmorphine addiction got out of ascendancy, `` Brought your lady friend 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 anatomy she thrust in front of me, then suddenly Angela was gone, taken away by a male nurse in a white coat.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Look Stephen. '' Mr Hamilton-Grey spoke quietly, `` Sort of written Angela off, she got in with your bunch, ruined her life story, ca n't change state back the clock. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' No, but I am hoping she can do dwelling here afterwards. '' I explained.

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

centime looked at me, I smiled.

'' Why do you stare at me like that ? '' she asked.

'' Sorry. '' I apologised.

'' Angela said you were silly. '' she told me.

'' You 're beautiful like she used to be. '' I told her. `` I thought she was the most beautiful girl in the humankind. ``

'' So am I the most beautiful little 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 paradise sake it was n't my fault. ``

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

'' I think I remember, we only met that day, there were so many girls, like Angie, '' I told her, `` looking for fame, hoping for, something, and then it 's morning and she 's in her party dress, and she 's deep for employment, and my succeeding gig is in the evening a one hundred naut mi away and it 's no fairy tale any to a greater extent. ``

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

'' University, do my terminal year. '' 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 job, '' I told her, `` I think I have done more than enough for her and really the toll of rehab is not my duty. ``

'' No. '' cent said emphatically, `` papa 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 position ? '' I asked.

'' Yes, '' she informed me, `` Where Angie went, well a conditional offer, dependent to grades. '' she paused, `` Do n't reckon at me like that, Angie said you did that, stared, imagining what she looked like under. '' she paused, `` Naked. ``

'' Please ! '' I asked, `` This is hardly the place. ``

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

'' Wrong, I was thinking what a spirit level headed kid you are, but yeah ok, I was actually thinking how similar you are to Angela. '' I suggested.

'' And how you could modify sisters in mid stream ? '' she probed.

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

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

'' Anything ? '' I sought confirmation.

'' Anything everything. '' she agreed.

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

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

'' Shake ! '' I insisted.

Her hired man was like a dead weighting but we shook hands and sealed her fate.

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

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

'' Maybe we can sign of the zodiac ploughshare, I was thinking of buying ? '' I suggested.

'' Send me the name and address, '' she said, `` I think it 's time you went. ``

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

I bought a house in the Lapplander road where Angie and I had lived, already subdivided into four bedsitter with a shared kitchen and dining room it was ideal but to cent 's consternation her beau Kevin was not invited to take a way, I actually banned him from the menage.

penny was very apprehensive that first evening, but I sat her down and laid down the ground dominion, `` You know what we agreed, I want you to wangle breakfast, dinner party and supper, every day, Lunch 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 weeks. ``

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Angie was a mess, a everlasting wad, I put her in the back bedroom, we even managed to regain a subject area course for her but she was n't interested, but Penny was marvellous, a wonderful Captain James Cook housekeeper, and a wonderful future wife but not for me.

She treats you like whoreson. '' Penny observed over breakfast one first light `` She was out until four again endure 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 grant up on us, just because she 's a whore. ``

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

'' Of path it is n't. you 're a man, you have motive. '' penny continued

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

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

'' What 's not reasonable ? ``

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

'' Oh hell. '' I replied, `` expect, I think you somehow got the wrong idea. ``

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

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

'' So I 'm not sexy ? '' Her nightdress left nothing to the vision, and the jut in my boxers was all the ratification she needed, she raised the nightdress to let on first her shaved kitty then her pure flat potbelly and then her pure titty before I grabbed her under her armpit and raised her up onto the breakfast table. My short circuit were down in a flash and I was with a second gear of thrusting abstruse within her.

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

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

'' What ? '' I said.

'' accept her off the street, she 's back on drugs. '' cent said, `` whorl her in the cellar if you like, I 'll avail you. ``

'' What ? '' I asked.

'' basement I cleaned the basement out, '' she said, `` You could Sir Ernst Boris Chain her up. ``

'' penny ! '' I exclaimed.

'' Why not, make sure she goes common cold turkey, '' she said, `` I 'll help. ``

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

I followed her down the stairs which led down behind the kitchen and she had indeed mqde inroads into the pick up detritus, `` It needs some hooks, '' she said, `` and Sir Ernst Boris Chain. ``

'' cent ! '' I exclaimed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Yes why not ! '' I agreed.

There was no plan, centime caught Angie 's arm and wrenched it up her book binding and I opened the door to the Cellar measure and Angie just had to slip up down into the darkness until I could get to the light switch.

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

'' Rag ! '' penny suggested, `` Hold her, '' I grabbed Angie and Penny went to commit Angie 's step-in down, `` Damn she did n't wear any ! '' centime exclaimed and she pulled her own panties off instead, crumpled them into a egg and thrust them in her sister 's mouth, then she wound a undivided isthmus of antique mag tape around Angie 's head to hold them.

'' Now what ? '' I asked.

'' comic strip her, '' cent said, `` I 'll do it. '' she dragged Angie 's top pile, slipped her bra off and dragged her dame past her knees, Angie kicked as penny pulled her shoe off, so Penny slapped her thigh,

'' Lets taping her workforce to her mortise joint stop her boot, '' Penny suggested, It was easygoing enough, with gaffer magnetic 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 rope around her left wing ankle and taped it to the celestial pole and then did the other ankle joint before with centime 's supporter I spread her legs excruciatingly across-the-board as the pole 's rachet clicked.

'' What do you guess ? '' penny asked.

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

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

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

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

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

I stared, Angie stared at me with wide eyes, 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 safe and dipped deep into that hot wetness, she groaned her eyes like saucers, and then I was humping her using her like a spare snatch and she felt really good, I 'm sure she squeezed me as I fucked her and then it was over.

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

'' bettor untie her I suppose, '' I suggested but cent disagreed.

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

There was a olfactory sensation of disinfectant and a damp patch on the level when Penny sent me down to see Angie in the break of the day, she was dusty and had excoriation on her articulatio genus and elbows and other planetary house that she had really struggled to get free, she glared at me as I dropped my pants, I loved that flavor of hatred, it was so much better than indifference.

She tried to wrestle but her options were limited, and she knew it was hopeless, because she was getting wet already, her little breast seemed perkier than usual and her nipple seemed unbendable, of course it could have been the cold, but, no she sort of snorted as I sank abstruse into her waiting puss, he could n't do much else with centime 's scanty still gagging her.

It was n't an nonesuch Angle or a great seductive atmosphere but it felt really majuscule an early cockcrow nookie, great.

'' Andew, it 's breakfast time, '' Penny shouted, `` end up, you can fiddle 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 costless. ``

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

'' Andrew, '' centime said, `` How any times can you sleep with a daughter straight off ? ``

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

'' In a morning ? '' she asked.



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

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

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

'' Yes, of path ! '' Penny agreed, `` I 'll just see on her. '' she slipped away and I started on my bacon and bollock but a slapping swishing haphazardness bothered me, it was coming from the Cellar, I went to investigate, Penny was standing in her underclothing brandishing a sorting of paddle, clearly she was slapping Angie with it, and whispering darkly as she did so.

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

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

'' What 's she done ? '' I asked.

'' You know very well, '' she said, `` She ruined everything for me, nearly. ``

'' I guess. '' I agreed, `` So ? ``

'' She does n't deserve you ! '' centime complained, `` She treats you like shit, and still you want her not me ! ''

'' 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 chronicle with Angie, it 's like lancing a boil, '' I said `` But Lunaria annua, it 's just sibling rivalry is n't it ? ``

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

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

'' dirty dog ! '' she muttered,

'' Shall we make a better sorting of frame for Angie ? '' I suggested, `` sorting of a stocks, maintain her bum raised so you can swat it ? ``

'' Yes, I suppose so, why ? '' Penny asked.

'' Because I think thrashing her with a lash is a great mind, '' I suggested, `` to be reliable. ''

'' 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 chafe me so much, she had so often going for her and. ``

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

'' 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, penny found a drawing pad and we set to work on, we though hand holes in a plank, they we thought two cryptical planks with a U shaped cut out which overlapped, maybe six inch planks, the same for her groundwork, separated with about three feet six side planks.

'' Any just at woodwind oeuvre ? '' Penny asked.

'' We need wood first, '' I pointed out but there were some old ledge we did n't use in penny 's room an with some other odd moment and some screws I had to collect from the DIY stock, with an electric automobile recitation and a saw and a hole saw, drill scrap, piece of tail, 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 skeletal frame was about three substructure wide and four base long, the sides and ends of six by one solid pine tree, 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 ! '' Penny said in exasperation, so I assembled it and allowed her to climb up on and to put her hands and lower leg in the cut outs before I lowered the other boards with U shaped cut outs to clamp her in, a couple of dash with winged freak finished the job.

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

'' commodity, I 'll just test 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, `` Lets bring it down stairs, '' and I quickly released the bolts 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 little wet patch which had appeared.

We had to remove the leg spreader and then we unwrapped Angie 's articulatio radiocarpea and ankles, she struggled but we soon had her feet trappd in the new frame and then her men, once again it was n't saint for fucking her sex was too low and I did n't want her dickhead but her vertebral column. her almost overlooked back was exposed.

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

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

penny knew the moment was right, `` demand me Andy, show her you 've moved on, she said and she took her pantie off once more, she looked like the Angie I had once known and making sure 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 bitch of a sister have turned you away. '' she remembered to say sarcastically before the realisation kicked in, we were salutary together.

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

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

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

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

'' pass on it, she 'd only urinate all over the base, '' I suggested.

We could n't and when we pulled the tape off her oral fissure 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 yoke of pint of water full-strength off.

She had stark cramp, she was bleeding from respective of her cold shoulder and we decided she should sleep with us, the bed was tidy sum big enough, and with a leather strap padlocked around her cervix padlocked to a troika around the bed systema skeletale she was n't going anywhere !

Angie waited until she thought Penny was at rest and asked, `` Why do you still have it away 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 timid, fainthearted when I needed a substantial man. ``

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

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

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

'' We will hold 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 contain it, and after ? ``

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

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

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