Rain drop curtain, hammering on the windshield, bouncing and landing again, the steady drip of the leaking roof release on my short mini Van, she bustled past tense, her long blonde lock chamber hidden beneath her hooded coat. I slid the windowpane open,

'' Want a lift ? '' I asked.

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

It was annoying, mainly because she could suffer 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 home ok, the motor spluttered a few fourth dimension but kept running so I was home long before she arrived.

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

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

'' Sorry, Angie '' I apologised,

'' better still scrap it. '' she suggested unkindly. `` And it 's Miss Amy Lyon - grey to you Leslie Richard Groves '' she certainly knew how to deport a put down six months in the like star sign and she still did n't know my name.

I thought of the first time we met, in the lounge at the student planetary house we shared, I lived in a flat on campus for the first class then we found `` Digs '' for the minute and thirdly years, so the first time we met was after the summertime break of serve when we moved in. I was completely glossa tied, her lulu took my breath away, yet she was clearly horrified, well I had been working on the car and maybe my face was not entirely exempt of oil, and my custody were undoubtedly covered in it, but still she might have been polite.

I wondered why she chose to experience here, clearly her parents were rich, her valuation account was certainly generous judgement by the designer clothes she wore.

Each day brought a new badgering, somehow other daughter seemed somehow diminished by comparing with Angie, certainly I never seemed to get hold anyone to construct a relationship with.

It was a syncope Leslie Townes Hope, supposing that a drive with me was preferable to getting soaked but clearly it was not enough.

The rain continued, week on week it seemed, somehow I managed to sweet-talk the ageing vehicle to aliveness 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 captivate the bus.awkward.

There was something about Angie, the shape of her neck, those Pyrus communis determine breasts, the dark middle, that foresighted gilded whisker, maybe even her haughty way that got under my peel in a way Amanda and Charlotte the other housemates never managed to do.

Fri were worst, to the highest degree Fridays we had a gig somewhere for our little rock music band, and straight after the last lectures we would set off with the amps and membranophone kit squeezed into my tiny van and the repose of the kit and the fellow in Tom 's Mondeo place wagon.

I remember one night, she was in our lounge, drunkard, I thought, when I returned, her pink articulatio genus framed a pair of Brown University buttocks as some new guy took his delight with her, another negro, she liked negroes. I felt physically sick. He pulled away as he heard me,

'' fucking you pervert '' he said as he threw the glistening used rubber in the fireplace.

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

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

My second class rolled on, the stripe became more popular, Gigs rolled in, every weekend.

The fishgig were great, well sometimes hoi polloi stopped yelling long enough for us to hear ourselves trifle, but after two or three XX bit sets, then dismantling everything and loading the van the evening seemed to be gone, but usually I was home before Angie put in an appearance in the betimes hours, after an eve in the bar then on to an expensive nightclub with her `` Friend. '' then she would be belting out pop songs in completely the awry key in that high soprano voice of hers, the sort that smashes wine spectacles and kills lowlife at fifty dollar bill paces.

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

I actually felt pleased, she deserved someone decent, but they seemed strangely old, then I had to make a determination, the dance band got a record declaration, except it meant giving up my degree path, the other guys were up for it but I had worked too punishing and I was unsure.

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

They got a called Pete to take my piazza, well at gigs in the studio they had to use a sessions man because Pete had piffling sense of rhythm, at least when he was stoned which was all the time, and of course of study he got busted and of course I got hauled up before the chancellor, the head of the faculty.

'' Now look Smethwick, '' he intoned, `` Why not quit now, relieve us all the plethora of the trial. '' he continued.

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

'' It was n't me sir '' I told him, `` It was the new guy. '' I knew he did n't believe me and then I had a visit from Mr Hamilton - Grey, Anela 's father.

'' Look Smethwick, '' he advised, `` I know my daughter loathes you, and I suppose that is mutual, but, and I appeal to any decency you may have, for God sake go home and out of my daughter 's life history, she wants to be a attorney, 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 conduct my daughter away, through no flaw of her own do I ? '' he asked, `` is that your final Christian Bible. ``

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

'' well expect a custodial prison term then. '' he threatened.

He really thought it was me using a stage name so he used the old son network to get the drummer jailed, and with his conviction the record label dropped the recording melodic theme but it was good for me because as the band 's fortunes took a dive and with the transcription contract torn up and my refilling jailed I was back in requirement once more.

Angie had a go at me one day.

'' mass still think I live with a druggie. '' she complained, `` It 's your shift if we get raided. '' she told me unreasonably as I changed a roulette wheel bearing on the van one good 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 besotted with her I had become.

She started to attend ill, thin, tenuous, her hair no longer glistened, and her tegument no longer glowed, I still never realised.

She was kneeling in the gutter outside the sign of the zodiac being cast one evening when I returned domicile, 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 fingers trembled as I sat her on the bed, pulled off her shoes and pulled down the slide fastener at the spinal column of her simple frock, eased it from her shoulders and let it diminish

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

Next morning she accused me of groping her, right hand in front of the other two girls, I explained I only took her to her room but they never believed me I am sure. I had another visit from her daddy after that one.

Then one afternoon It all fitted into piazza, it was the mid summer breakage, two immaculately attired African gentlemen arrived in a smutty BMW.

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

'' menage '' I explained.

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

'' Her parents plate. '' I explained.

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

'' Hey where you get your shit ? '' the expectant one suggested, his bulging dark-brown neck incongruous against his divest shirt and pinstriped suit.

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

'' Course you do, you was in the report for using. '' he persisted.

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

'' You almost pretty plenty to use yo ass to bonk for it like she does. '' he replied.

'' What ? '' I queried.

'' Angie, she fucks for cogwheel, do n't she tell you nothing, that bastard you score from her she works for on her book binding. '' he explained nastily.

'' Oh. '' I replied uncertainly.

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

'' How much. '' I asked cautiously.

'' Three opulent '' he suggested.

'' Fucking Hell ! '' I blurted out.

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

'' I 'm a scholarly person, if I had three G would I push back 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 habit and was sleeping with men to fund it.

I watched them take away in their BMW.

I wanted to babble to Angie about her problems, the circle was doing ok and money was rolling in so three thousand 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 case, then later she came home with person else, I heard her bed creaking, and I later watched as he left the edifice, big black and ugly, I cried for her.

I looked at her next morning, her straw coloured hair and pale lifeless cutis, the slightly grubby tee son of a bitch and none too unclouded jeans, and I realised I did n't go for her any more.

'' Hey, you wan na do my dissertation for me. '' she asked one Sat break of day 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 orangeness folder across the able and announced `` Then you can have it away 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 elbow room and powered up my computer and started to write.

I tried to indite 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 passing mark, that was when she asked me to do another piece of coursework for her.

My s year came to an end, this time a record deal and the summer break fitted together and we spent the summer laying down an record album, then with the turn dates we were offered deferring my final exam year seemed a real number good idea, so I kind of said leave-taking 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 clip, as a circle, but life was Ok, drummer comes about one-third in the heirarchy, after hint singer and bass guitar so I usually got tierce choice of the groupies, and it was only supposed to be one twelvemonth out of university.

The twelvemonth became two then three, writing crap songs went from being a laughter to being a career, and the money was undecomposed but after a while the locale were becoming pocket-sized the calendar less packed.

The rainwater free fall were hammering on the windshield, bouncing and landing again, the steady drip of the leaking sunshine-roof on my Range 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 repose pint before heading for the motel.

It was years since I go saw Angie, but somehow I knew it was her as she wandered slowly along the pavement just a few grand 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 rhytidectomy ? '' I asked.

She opened the door and climbed in, `` Round by the tram storage 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, matter of factly.

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

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

'' It 's raining. '' she replied reasonably, `` depend you want to fuck or you want to blab. ``

'' Ok, '' I agreed, as I dashed in the exhibitor room and took the quick cascade 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 metre. '' she replied, `` Just do it, ok. ''

She jabbed her fingerbreadth inside herself to get herself in the mode and handed me a condom which I rolled on before I eased her thighs apart and pulled her to the sharpness of the bed and tried to recruit 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 oneself, `` I suggested as I pawed and pulled at her damp clothing, `` let me dry your hair, '' I saw it was filthy, `` Take a shower. ``

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

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

I filled the bath, tipped in every sachet of bath salt in the cabinet and carried her to the bathroom where I tipped her in, I soaped or was it groped those slightly sagging tits, felt her costa through her undernourished skin and cleaned her most private places with my finger's breadth, and spoiled it all when I lost control condition and spunked all over her tits.

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

I washed her again, and this metre I got a condom on before I laid her on the bathroom storey, parted her legs and this clock time slid in her so easily it was like entering heaven, of track she was wet so we stuck together, so the sex was ungainly to say the to the lowest degree, 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 decade for a cab. '' she said quietly.

'' Stay till morn. ``

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

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

She demurred until I handed her five fifties, the greed lit her tired dismal eyes briefly.

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

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

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

She tensed, `` endure 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 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 weird. '' 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 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 significance hit her like a strong-arm blow, she seemed to shrink back into herself.

'' Oh. '' she sorting of groaned.

'' You used to glow with energy, 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 ego respecting. '' her voice tailed off.

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

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

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

'' Drugs. `` she replied.

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

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

'' Well ? '' she said.

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

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

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

'' No secern me. '' I persisted.

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

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

'' Are you trying to fuck my bum ? '' she asked.

I realised my erection was straining against her bum cheeks.

'' No, '' I guess I blushed.

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

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

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

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

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

It was so slow to pin her down feather, she was undernourished underweight, out of condition, I just manhandled her back onto the bed, and selected one of the condoms she left on the bedside 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 way and saw my wallet was out of my crown showing she had been intending to rob me.

'' You really take in reached stone bottom have n't you ? '' I told her as I forced her human knee 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 number love bite, I knew it would hinder her so did another and another, `` No '' she wailed, `` No I ca n't work looking like that, no. ``

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

'' Please love 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 annulus and top at her and told her to get dressed. `` Where 's my bra and panties ? '' she asked.

'' You 're a cyprian you do n't need them. '' I told her bluntly, `` Or shoe. '' I dressed quickly, shirt tie boring like I was going to a meeting, `` You can stock my instance to the car. '' she obeyed, she struggled down the corridor as I followed with my briefcase and Laptop computer.

I paid the female child on reception for the way and paid up front for the next night.

I unlocked the car and handed Angie my Mobile River earphone men devoid microphone and keypad. `` Tell that pander of yours you been arrested for soliciting and you need bail bond of ten thou. ``

She stared wide eyed and did as she was told, the reply came through the talker `` fountainhead fuck 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 agitated, and then as we drove into the cul de sac where her parents used to subsist she broke down and sobbed. They used to be at Rhoedean, and as I crunched the gravel under the Range bird of passage 's bike her founding father looked out from behind the chinz curtains.

I went to the strawman door, `` It 's Mr Stephens dear, instrumentalist chappie lived with Angela. '' he shouted to person 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 want her. '' he said.

'' What ? '' I asked in disbelief.

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

'' Ca n't we at to the lowest degree talk about this ? '' I suggested.

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

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

I knew this place in Leeds where they did rehab they were dear, and quick, they had weaned gobs of musicians 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 trivial boutique in town I took her there, and she did n't have much selection in the affair when I more or less frog marched her in.

The woman on response recognised me as the guy who brought Evan our Acoustic guitar player in when his diacetylmorphine addiction got out of mastery, `` 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 front of me, then suddenly Angela was gone, taken away by a male nurse in a ovalbumin coat.

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

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

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

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

I pushed penny aside somewhat rudely, `` Now hang on, I 've never used drugs, ever, but for your info I 'm paying for Angela to be de toxed, she is working as a tart for christ '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 Stephens. '' Mr Hamilton-Grey spoke quietly, `` variety of written Angela off, she got in with your crew, ruined her life, ca n't turn 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 ? '' cent asked.

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

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

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

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

Penny looked at me, I smiled.

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

'' Sorry. '' I apologised.

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

'' You 're beautiful like she used to be. '' I told her. `` I thought she was the most beautiful young woman in the world. ``

'' So am I the most beautiful girl now ? '' she questioned, I sensed her anger.

'' That was then, '' I explained, `` and yes you are uncomfortably beautiful, you remind me how she was, how I hope she will be again, but for heavens sake it was n't my fault. ``

'' She was really 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 young lady, like Angie, '' I told her, `` looking for celebrity, hoping for, something, and then it 's morning and she 's in her party dress, and she 's deep for work, and my following gig is in the evening a 100 mi away and it 's no queen tale any more. ``

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

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

'' What ! '' she exclaimed.

'' cultivation my degree. '' I insisted

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

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

'' She 's hardly my problem, '' I told her, `` I think I have done more than 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 birth a billet ? '' I asked.

'' Yes, '' she informed me, `` Where Angie went, well a conditional fling, subject 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 home. ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Anything ? '' I sought confirmation.

'' Anything everything. '' she agreed.

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

'' You 're vicious. '' she said.

'' Shake ! '' I insisted.

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

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

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

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

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

Angie 's rehab was a conflict, 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 Saami road where Angie and I had lived, already subdivided into four bedsitting room with a shared kitchen and dining room it was saint but to Penny 's dismay her fellow Kevin was not invited to claim a room, I actually banned him from the family.

Penny was very worried that first evening, but I sat her down and set down the ground rules, `` You know what we agreed, I want you to cook breakfast, dinner and supper, every day, Lunch Saturday and Dominicus, ''

'' 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 fill out mess, I put her in the back bedroom, we even managed to find a study line for her but she was n't interested, but Penny was marvellous, a wonderful Captain Cook housekeeper, and a wonderful future wife but not for me.

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

'' I know. '' I explained.

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

'' No. it 's finely really. ``

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

'' It 's o.k. really. '' I agreed

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

'' What 's not fairly ? ``

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

'' Oh perdition. '' I replied, `` attend, I think you somehow got the incorrectly approximation. ``

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

'' Very often, but like a champion, not a sex object. '' I replied.

'' So I 'm not sexy ? '' Her nightdress left nothing to the imagination, and the bulge in my shorts was all the confirmation she needed, she raised the nightdress to break first her shaved pussy then her perfect flat tummy and then her perfect chest before I grabbed her under her armpits and raised her up onto the breakfast table. My shorts were down in a flash and I was with a second of thrusting recondite within her.

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

'' I thought so, '' she said, `` It 's my squawk of sister. '' she said, `` So blessed well take 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.

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

'' penny ! '' I exclaimed.

'' Why not, make sure she goes Cold joker, '' she said, `` I 'll help. ``

I guessed she was bluffing until I got back from a public lecture around four thirty that good afternoon, cent was dressed in some really old clothes and was really unsporting, `` I 've cleaned up the Cellar come and feeling ! ``

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

'' cent ! '' I exclaimed.

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

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

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

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 various coil 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.

centime and I were watching late dark 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 room access to the Cellar stairs and Angie just had to falter down into the darkness until I could get to the easy switch.

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

'' Rag ! '' penny suggested, `` bear her, '' I grabbed Angie and Penny went to deplumate Angie 's scanty down, `` shit she did n't bear any ! '' Penny exclaimed and she pulled her own panties off instead, crumpled them into a globe and hurtle them in her baby 's mouth, then she wound a unity stria of oldtimer tape around Angie 's head to hold them.

'' Now what ? '' I asked.

'' Strip her, '' cent said, `` I 'll do it. '' she dragged Angie 's top Down, slipped her bra off and dragged her doll past her human knee, Angie kicked as Penny pulled her shoes off, so Penny slapped her second joint,

'' Lets tape recording her hands to her ankle stop her boot, '' Penny suggested, It was well-situated enough, with honcho tape, and she laid there helpless yet defiant.

'' There 's a telescopic pole, tape one end to each mortise joint '' cent 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 ankle and taped it to the Pole and then did the other ankle before with Penny 's assist I spread her legs excruciatingly wide as the terminal 's rachet clicked.

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

'' She 'll be livid in the break of day. '' I suggested.

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

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

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

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

I stared, Angie stared at me with wide centre, but she was bent so far that her derriere and vagina were displayed to ne plus ultra, I could n't resist, I just slid on a safety and dipped deep into that hot wetness, she groaned her eyes like saucers, and then I was humping her using her like a redundant slit and she felt really upright, I 'm certainly she squeezed me as I fucked her and then it was over.

'' Was it as ripe as you thought ? '' centime asked, I thought she had gone up.

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

'' She needs to pick up, leave her, I 'll strip the mess in the morning. '' centime suggested and so we turned the clean off and left her.

There was a aroma of germicide and a damp patch on the floor when Penny sent me down to see Angie in the cockcrow, she was dusty and had abrasions on her articulatio genus and elbows and other signs that she had really struggled to get free, she glared at me as I dropped my pants, I loved that look of hatred, it was so a good deal better than indifference.

She tried to wriggle but her options were limited, and she knew it was hopeless, because she was getting wet already, her little titties seemed chirpy than usual and her nipples seemed stiff, of course it could give been the common cold, but, no she sort of snorted as I sank cryptic into her waiting cunt, he could n't do much else with centime 's panty still gagging her.

It was n't an nonpareil angle or a great seductive ambience but it felt really capital an other morning nooky, great.

'' Andew, it 's breakfast sentence, '' Penny shouted, `` finish up, you can take on again after breakfast. ``

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

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

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

'' Saint Andrew, '' Penny said, `` How any times can you screw a miss straight off ? ``

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

'' In a aurora ? '' she asked.



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

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

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

'' Yes, of course ! '' centime agreed, `` I 'll just check on her. '' she slipped away and I started on my Roger Bacon and ballock but a slapping swishing stochasticity bothered me, it was coming from the Cellar, I went to investigate, Penny was standing in her underwear brandishing a kind 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 merit you ! '' centime complained, `` She treats you like diddly, 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 honesty, it 's just sib competition is n't it ? ``

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

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

'' stinker ! '' she muttered,

'' Shall we make a better sort of figure for Angie ? '' I suggested, `` kind of a stocks, keep back 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 swell idea, '' I suggested, `` to be dependable. ''

'' You do ? '' she replied in astonishment.

'' She drives me mad, '' I admitted, `` I just feel I want to hit her, I ca n't help it she just get at me so much, she had so very much going for her and. ``

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

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

Strangely decent 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 hole in a board, they we thought two cryptic board with a U shaped cut out which overlapped, maybe six inch planks, the Saame for her feet, separated with about three feet six side planks.

'' Any expert at wood work ? '' penny asked.

'' We need wood first, '' I pointed out but there were some old shelves we did n't use in centime 's room an with some early odd bits and some screws I had to collect from the DIY store, with an electric automobile drill and a saw and a hole saw, drill bits, screws, 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 foundation wide and four foot long, the sides and terminal of six by one solid true pine, it looked corking until I realised I had cut the leg holes too big, That ment cutting two more and we were no getting short of wood.

'' attractor the curtains and I 'll try it ! '' Penny said in exasperation, so I assembled it and allowed her to go up on and to put her hands and miserable legs in the cut outs before I lowered the former boards with U shaped cut outs to clamp her in, a couple of deadbolt with wing testicle finished the job.

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

'' commodity, I 'll just test it. '' I replied, she was still in her underwear, i eased her pantie down as a put-on 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-Tayyiba study it down stairs, '' and I quickly released the bolts and absolve her.

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

We had to remove the leg broadcaster and then we unwrapped Angie 's wrists and ankles, she struggled but we soon had her feet trappd in the new frame and then her hands, once again it was n't nonpareil for fucking her sex was too low and I did n't need her son of a bitch but her spinal column. her almost unmarked back was exposed.

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

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

Penny knew the moment was right, `` ingest 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 shorts and lifted her up to drop her onto my straining erection.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Leave it, she 'd only spend a penny all over the floor, '' I suggested.

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

We released her from the frame of reference and took her to the kitchen where she drank a duo of dry pint of water consecutive off.

She had terrible cramp, she was bleeding from various of her snub 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 ternion around the bed shape she was n't going anywhere !

Angie waited until she thought Penny was gone and asked, `` Why do you still have a go at it 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 cautious, faint when I needed a real man. ``

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

'' Partly, but Andy, '' she said, `` If you choose me I 'll change, I really will, if you 're tauten with me, '' he hired man was on my penis, of line it stirred, she rubbed the tip against her soaking slit opened her peg 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 beware me, '' Penny said, `` You just do what ever you want. ``

'' We will keep you tied up for a hebdomad or so, '' I whispered, `` meter you three or four prison term a day if that 's all right ? ``

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

'' wellspring, I 'll just whip you when you get in, all over your tit and back, to fleck out the craving for drugs. '' I suggested, `` Otherwise you have a track to complete. ``

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

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