Rain drops, hammering on the windshield, bouncing and landing again, the sweetie drip of the leaking cap volcano on my little Mini Van, she bustled past, her long blond ringlet hidden beneath her hooded coating. I slid the window open air,

'' Want a ski tow ? '' I asked.

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

It was annoying, mainly because she could throw helped advertize 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 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 pressure group of the sign of the zodiac where we both had rooms, four bed sitting room with communal kitchen and bathroom, she had the best room upstairs front, mine was away on the top trading floor tucked under the roof.

She looked at me with annoyance, `` I wish you would hide that pile of scrap around the spinal column, it lowers the tonus 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 fork out a put down six months in the same house and she still did n't know my name.

I thought of the initiative time we met, in the lounge at the scholar house we shared, I lived in a flat on campus for the outset year then we found `` archeological site '' for the arcsecond and third base years, so the first-class honours degree fourth dimension we met was after the summer break when we moved in. I was completely spit tied, her beauty took my intimation away, yet she was clearly horrified, well I had been working on the car and maybe my nerve 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 exist here, clearly her parents were rich, her valuation reserve was certainly generous judgement by the room decorator clothes she wore.

Each day brought a new torture, somehow other girlfriend seemed somehow diminished by comparing with Angie, certainly I never seemed to receive anyone to build a relationship with.

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

The pelting continued, week on week it seemed, somehow I managed to wheedle the ageing vehicle to life each morning despite it being over thirty age old, which at least meant I could get in the bathroom after Angie and the early girls had left to catch the bus.awkward.

There was something about Angie, the shape of her neck, those pear molded breasts, the blueish eyes, that long gold hair, maybe even her haughty way that got under my peel in a way Amanda and Charlotte the other housemates never managed to do.

Friday were worst, most Fridays we had a gig somewhere for our little rock band, and straight after the endure lectures we would set off with the adenosine monophosphate and membranophone kit squeezed into my diminutive van and the remainder of the kit and the fella in Tom 's Mondeo station wagon.

I remember one night, she was in our sofa, wino, I thought, when I returned, her pink human knee framed a brace of brown buttocks as some new guy took his joy with her, another negro, she liked negroes. I felt physically sick. He pulled away as he heard me,

'' shtup you pervert '' he said as he threw the glistening used condom in the fireplace.

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

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

My secondment class rolled on, the Band became more pop, gig rolled in, every weekend.

The gigs were enceinte, well sometimes people stopped yelling long enough for us to hear ourselves play, but after two or three twenty minute sets, then dismantling everything and loading the van the even seemed to be gone, but usually I was home before Angie put in an appearing in the early hour, after an evening in the bar then on to an expensive cabaret with her `` Friends. '' then she would be belting out pop songs in completely the wrong key in that high treble vocalisation of hers, the variety that smashes vino chalk and kill blabber at L paces.

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

I actually felt pleased, she deserved someone decent, but they seemed strangely old, then I had to get a decision, the Band got a platter contract, except it meant giving up my arcdegree course of action, the other guys were up for it but I had worked too severe and I was unsure.

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

They got a called Pete to accept my plaza, well at gig in the studio they had to use a sessions man because Pete had little sense of regular recurrence, at least when he was stoned which was all the time, and of course he got busted and of line I got hauled up before the premier, the point of the faculty.

'' Now look Smethwick, '' he intoned, `` Why not leave office now, hold open us all the superfluity of the tryout. '' he continued.

I knew he had read the theme 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 consider me and then I had a visit from Mr Hamilton - Grey, Anela 's father.

'' Look Smethwick, '' he advised, `` I know my girl loathes you, and I suppose that is mutual, but, and I appeal to any decency you may have, for gods sake go dwelling and out of my girl 's life, 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 study my daughter away, through no geological fault of her own do I ? '' he asked, `` is that your final word. ``

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

'' Well expect a tutelary sentence then. '' he threatened.

He really thought it was me using a stage name so he used the old male child network to get the drummer jailed, and with his conviction the record label dropped the recording estimate but it was good for me because as the set 's hazard took a diving and with the recording contract torn up and my replacement jailed I was back in demand once more.

Angie had a go at me one day.

'' 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 wheel mien on the van one good afternoon with it jacked up at the roadside, She sat on a low wall with her wooden leg spread invitingly as she said it trying to wind me up yet unaware how besotted with her I had become.

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

She was kneeling in the gutter outside the house being vomit one evening when I returned home, I picked her up out of he gutter and carried her upstairs, she had her key in her purse and I took her in to her room. My finger's breadth trembled as I sat her on the bed, pulled off her shoes and pulled down the zip at the binding of her simple dress, 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 lilliputian white scanty. I would have taken her there and then except I could see she had her catamenia, so instead I pulled back he bed cover charge laid her downwardly 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 wing in social movement of the other two girls, I explained I only took her to her room but they never believed me I am for certain. I had another visit from her daddy after that one.

Then one afternoon It all fitted into seat, it was the mid summer break, two immaculately overdress African valet de chambre arrived in a shameful 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 dwelling. '' I explained.

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

'' Hey where you get your tinker's damn ? '' the larger one suggested, his bulging brown neck incongruous against his striped shirt and pinstriped suit.

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

'' row 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 geared wheel, 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 much. '' I asked cautiously.

'' Three expansive '' he suggested.

'' Fucking hell ! '' I blurted out.

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

'' I 'm a student, if I had three grand would I drive this, '' I tried to say good deal of dirt, 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 station, 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 dance band was doing ok and money was rolling in so three thou was not a problem if she needed it, but she just refused to utter about it.

I came home early one even, some clown set off the sprinklers at our gig, Angie was coming down step with a eye aged man in a suit of clothes, then later she came home with someone else, I heard her bed creaking, and I later watched as he left the building, big black and ugly, I cried for her.

I looked at her next morning, her straw coloured hair and picket lifeless skin, the slightly begrimed tee shit and none too sporting jeans, and I realised I did n't figure 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 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 booklet 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 declaration law and like a tomfool I retreated to my room and powered up my computer and started to write.

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

My 2d yr came to an end, this time a record hatful and the summer prison-breaking fitted together and we spent the summer laying down an record album, then with the tour dates we were offered deferring my final examination year seemed a real 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 time, as a Band, but life was Ok, drummer comes about third in the heirarchy, after lead vocaliser 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 year became two then three, writing bull Song dynasty went from being a laugh to being a career, and the money was goodness but after a while the locus were becoming smaller the calendar less packed.

The rain drops were hammering on the windshield, bouncing and landing again, the becalm drip of the leaking sunshine-roof on my Range Rover was intensely annoying as I drove back to the hotel from our gig. We were very much the supporting act, the groupies had moved on and I slipped away for a quiet pint before heading for the motel.

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

'' Want a rise ? '' I asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She jabbed her digit inside herself to get herself in the modality and handed me a condom which I rolled on before I eased her thighs apart and pulled her to the edge of the bed and tried to enter her, nix was working, everything seemed so

'' Hey, retard 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 tomentum, '' I saw it was smutty, `` direct a shower. ``

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

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

I filled the bath, tipped in every sachet of bath table salt in the cabinet 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 undernourished skin and cleaned her most common soldier places with my finger, 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 prophylactic on before I laid her on the lavatory trading floor, parted her legs and this time slid in her so easily it was like entering heaven, of course of action she was wet so we stuck together, so the sex was ill at ease to say the least, but it was a chapter closed, I had got her out of my system.

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

'' stay 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 covetousness lit her shopworn blasphemous eyes briefly.

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

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

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

She tensed, `` endure saw ? ``

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

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

'' At Uni, '' I elaborated.

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

'' 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 weird. '' she confessed.

I dipped a finger within her, between her pegleg, `` I think it 's nice. '' 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 conditional relation hit her like a strong-arm blow, she seemed to shrink back into herself.

'' Oh. '' she kind of groaned.

'' You used to shine with energy, your pilus shone. '' I continued

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

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

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

'' Where did your self respect go, young lady Hamilton - Grey, '' I asked

'' Do n't, you 're not being evenhandedly. '' 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 cliche '' she snorted.

'' Well ? '' she said.

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

'' 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, save one step ahead. '' she was crying. `` It 's not what I planned. ``

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

'' Are you trying to eff 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 working girl, 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 clothes ! '' she demanded.

It was so easy to pin her down, she was undernourish underweight, out of condition, I just manhandled her back onto the bed, and selected one of the safe she left on the bedside tabular array and slid it on me.

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

'' You really consume reached rock bottom 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 real sexual love bite, I knew it would embarrass her so did another and another, `` No '' she wailed, `` No I ca n't work 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 step-in ? '' she asked.

'' You 're a fancy woman you do n't take them. '' I told her bluntly, `` Or shoes. '' I dressed quickly, shirt tie boring like I was going to a meeting, `` You can carry my event to the car. '' she obeyed, she struggled down the corridor as I followed with my briefcase and laptop computer.

I paid the young lady on reception for the room and paid up front for the next night.

I unlocked the car and handed Angie my Mobile sound mitt detached mike and keypad. `` Tell that pimp of yours you been arrested for soliciting and you need bail of ten G. ``

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

She got more and more 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 orbit scouter 's wheels her father looked out from behind the chinz curtains.

I went to the front threshold, `` It 's Mr Stephen honey, instrumentalist chappie lived with Angela. '' he shouted to individual in the house.

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

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

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

'' What ? '' I asked in disbelief.

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

'' Ca n't we at to the lowest degree hash out this ? '' I suggested.

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

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

I knew this place in Leeds where they did rehab they were good, and quick, they had weaned loads of musicians off toilsome and soft drugs and I figured they could do the same for Angela, so stopping only to buy her some underwear in a little boutique in township I took her there, and she did n't have much choice in the matter when I more or less Gaul marched her in.

The adult female on receipt recognised me as the guy who brought Evan our Acoustic guitar instrumentalist in when his heroin addiction got out of control, `` Brought your girlfriend Mr Stephen ? '' she asked.

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

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

'' She 's worth it. '' I boasted as I signed the form she thrust in presence of me, then suddenly Angela was gone, taken away by a male nurse in a Edward White coat.

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

'' Who is it Penny ? '' a char asked.

'' Mr Stephens. '' I said.

'' Do n't let him in honey 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 information I 'm paying for Angela to be de toxed, she is working as a prostitute 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 right. ``

'' looking at Stephens. '' Mr Hamilton-Grey spoke quietly, `` Sort of written Angela off, she got in with your crowd, ruined her life, ca n't flex back the clock. ``

'' It was n't my crew, 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 ride in it, she preferred to get soaked through. ``

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

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

'' volition you subscribe to me to see her ? '' Penny enquired.

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

The old chap looked at the trading floor, `` Offer Mr Stephens a boozing 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 wretched. '' 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 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 sphere sake it was n't my geological fault. ``

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

'' I think I remember, we only met that day, there were so many girls, like Angie, '' I told her, `` looking for celebrity, hoping for, something, and then it 's dawning and she 's in her party dress, and she 's late for body of work, and my next gig is in the evening a one hundred sea mile away and it 's no poof tale any more. ``

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

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

'' What ! '' she exclaimed.

'' finale 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 cost of rehab is not my obligation. ``

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

'' Do you have a post ? '' 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 station. ``

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

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

'' And how you could commute sister in mid flow ? '' she probed.

'' It 's an worry 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 work force on it ? '' I suggested

'' You 're iniquity. '' she said.

'' Shake ! '' I insisted.

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

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

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

'' 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 house in the Lapplander road where Angie and I had lived, already subdivided into four bedsitting room with a shared kitchen and dining room it was ideal but to centime 's dismay her boyfriend Kevin was not invited to deal a room, I actually banned him from the house.

penny was very discerning that first-class honours degree eve, but I sat her down and position down the ground rules, `` You know what we agreed, I want you to cook breakfast, dinner and supper, every day, luncheon Saturday and Sun, ''

'' Sex ? '' she asked.

'' Just ask. '' I said.

'' No, '' she sniffed, `` How often ? ``

'' Let 's see shall we ? '' I suggested, `` Angie will be staying for a few weeks. ``

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Angie was a deal, a complete mess, I put her in the back bedroom, we even managed to find a survey course for her but she was n't interested, but Penny was wondrous, a grand James Cook housekeeper, and a wonderful future wife but not for me.

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

'' I know. '' I explained.

'' Remember our concord. '' she said looking intently at me. `` I meant it, it means everything to me, this row, do n't generate up on us, just because she 's a whore. ``

'' No. it 's all right really. ``

'' Of course of action 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 fair. '' Penny explained.

'' What 's not clean ? ``

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

'' Oh perdition. '' I replied, `` Look, I think you somehow got the legal injury idea. ``

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

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

'' So I 'm not sexy ? '' Her nightdress left cipher to the imagination, and the excrescence in my shorts was all the verification she needed, she raised the nightdress to reveal first her plane pussy then her perfect flat tummy and then her perfect titty before I grabbed her under her axillary cavity and raised her up onto the breakfast mesa. My shortstop were down in a flash and I was with a indorse of thrusting mysterious within her.

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

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

'' What ? '' I said.

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

'' What ? '' I asked.

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

'' penny ! '' I exclaimed.

'' Why not, make sure she goes frigidness 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 Cellar semen and look ! ``

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

'' cent ! '' I exclaimed.

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

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

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

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

She had a bag of rusty Ernst Boris Chain and some old leather strap of versatile types all a bit ad hoc rather than planned, and various 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 of late Nox 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 book binding and I opened the door to the wine cellar pace and Angie just had to bumble down into the wickedness 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 pull Angie 's step-in down, `` hoot she did n't fag out any ! '' penny exclaimed and she pulled her own panty off instead, crumpled them into a clump and thrust them in her sis 's mouth, then she wound a single band of chief tape around Angie 's header 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 wench past her stifle, Angie kicked as penny pulled her shoes off, so cent slapped her thigh,

'' Lets mag tape her mitt to her articulatio talocruralis stop her kick, '' penny suggested, It was well-situated enough, with gaffer tape recording, and she laid there helpless yet defiant.

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

'' Why ? '' I asked.

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

I picked up the terminal, I looped some Mexican valium around her left ankle and taped it to the Pole and then did the early ankle before with Penny 's assistant I spread her legs excruciatingly wide as the magnetic pole 's rachet clicked.

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

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

'' Tough, '' cent replied, `` Now do n't draw a blank to put the light out when you 've finished screwing her. ``

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

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

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

I stared, Angie stared at me with all-inclusive eyes, but she was hang so far that her bottom and vagina were displayed to perfection, I could n't baulk, I just slid on a condom and dipped deep into that hot wetness, she groaned her eyes like dish, and then I was humping her using her like a spare cunt and she felt really unspoilt, I 'm certain she squeezed me as I fucked her and then it was over.

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

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

'' She needs to acquire, leave her, I 'll clean the batch in the morning. '' cent suggested and so we turned the faint off and left her.

There was a smell of germicide and a damp darn on the level when penny sent me down to see Angie in the morning, she was dusty and had abrasions on her knee and cubitus and early mark that she had really struggled to get free, she glared at me as I dropped my knickers, I loved that flavour of hatred, it was so much considerably than indifference.

She tried to worm but her choice were limited, and she knew it was hopeless, because she was getting wet already, her piffling bosom seemed buoyant than usual and her tit seemed starchy, of row it could own been the cold, but, no she sort of snorted as I sank deep into her waiting cunt, he could n't do much else with cent 's panties still gagging her.

It was n't an ideal angle or a great seductive ambiance but it felt really great an early sunup fucking, great.

'' Andew, it 's breakfast clip, '' Penny shouted, `` finish up, you can encounter again after breakfast. ``

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

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

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

'' St. Andrew, '' Penny 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 acknowledge, '' I replied.

'' Why not feel out, you 've nil else to do have you ? '' she asked and she was right !

'' Yes, will you go along mark, '' I asked.

'' Yes, of course of study ! '' Penny agreed, `` I 'll just check on her. '' she slipped away and I started on my bacon and eggs but a slapping swishing noise bothered me, it was coming from the wine cellar, I went to investigate, penny was standing in her underwear brandishing a form of paddle, clearly she was slapping Angie with it, and whispering darkly as she did so.

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

'' fountainhead 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 ! '' cent 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 a lot history with Angie, it 's like lancing a furuncle, '' 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 deal down her panties.

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

'' lowlife ! '' she muttered,

'' Shall we make a break sort of frame for Angie ? '' I suggested, `` form of a stocks, retain her bum raised so you can swat it ? ``

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

'' Because I think thrashing her with a whiplash is a great estimation, '' 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 nettle me so much, she had so a great deal going for her and. ``

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

'' Have you got a effective 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 mitt trap in a plank, they we thought two deep planks with a U shaped cut out which overlapped, maybe six inch planks, the same for her base, separated with about three feet six side planks.

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

'' We need wood first, '' I pointed out but there were some old shelf we did n't use in Penny 's room an with some other odd fleck and some screw I had to pile up from the DIY store, with an electric recitation and a saw and a fix saw, practise bits, 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 figure was about three feet wide and four base long, the side of meat and closing of six by one satisfying true 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 curtain 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 pegleg in the cut outs before I lowered the former boards with U shaped cut outs to clamp her in, a duad of deadbolt with winged nuts finished the job.

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

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

I reacted sharply, `` Oh sorry, no, '' I said and pulled her panties on again, `` Lashkar-e-Taiba take away it down stairs, '' and I quickly released the bolt and freed her.

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

We had to withdraw the leg broadcaster and then we unwrapped Angie 's wrist joint and ankle, she struggled but we soon had her feet trappd in the new frame of reference and then her custody, once again it was n't ideal for fucking her sex was too low and I did n't want her bunghole but her back. her almost unmarked backbone was exposed.

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

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

Penny knew the moment was right, `` Take me Andy, show her you 've moved on, she said and she took her panty off once Thomas More, she looked like the Angie I had once known and making for sure Angie could see us I stepped out of my shorts and lifted her up to overleap her onto my straining erection.

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

Very in force indeed. We retired to my bed way, to my bed, and the day passed in a serial publication of salvo of Passion of Christ and cat naps.

'' Saint Andrew the Apostle, how long can individual go without fluids ? '' Penny asked suddenly.

'' Two three 24-hour interval, why ? '' I replied.

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

'' go out it, she 'd only piss all over the floor, '' I suggested.

We could n't and when we pulled the tape recording off her mouth 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 straight off.

She had severe cramp, she was bleeding from respective of her cutting off and we decided she should sleep with us, the bed was plenty big enough, and with a leather strap padlocked around her cervix padlocked to a leash around the bed skeletal system she was n't going anywhere !

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

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

'' You do, I saw it in your eyes when you screwed cent. '' she whispered, `` And when you whipped me, ''

'' When I whipped you, you knew I loved you ? '' I said incredulously.

'' Yes, that 's when I knew. '' she said, `` Why could n't you have been so manly before, why were you so shy, timid when I needed a tangible man. ``

'' So your job were my geological fault ? '' I suggested.

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

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

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

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

'' Well, I 'll just welt you when you get in, all over your breasts and back, to fleck out the craving for drugs. '' I suggested, `` Otherwise you have a course of instruction to finish. ``

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

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