Katie stared out of the parlour window at the passing freight geartrain rolling slowly towards the depot blotting out for a few minutes the view of the suburban villas lining the early side of the tracks it was nearly five in the good afternoon and her boyfriend billy goat would soon be coming by on his way home from duty as pointsman at the rail spur into the woodland yard.

She loved Billy, he was sweet, variety, gentle, supportive and the sort of guy that was good to take in around until she could get to university and get away the downbeat outdated backwater place that Timperley had become.

She was eighteen tomorrow, and as she stared at the departure shipment cars she thought how she said she had promised that she would keep back herself pure until he eighteenth birthday and how he-goat was going to be mightily upset when she admitted she had no intention at all of letting him ball her.

Katie was n't roughshod, just ambitious, she was from the amiss side of the tracks and her folks said she was adopted but she was going to be somebody, like Mr Jefferson the guy that seemed to own one-half of Timperley and lived in a sort of half sized reproduction of the E. B. White house on the former face of town.

baton did n't come, the east bound container postman was rumbling by when she gave up waiting, three big GM road switchers in three different route liveries pounding away at the straits of a quarter Admiralty mile of container auto and she went to the kitchen to help her mom.

'' Billy not coming ? '' her mom asked knowing full-of-the-moon well Billy had been forced to do another half shift that evening.

'' Do n't await like it mom, '' Katie said.

'' Only we got a fiddling birthday surprise for you, '' he mom said, `` You want to go get quick ? ``

'' Why ? '' Kate asked, `` Why ca n't I go like this ? ``

Her mom looked Katie over, her belly bulged over the waistband of her blue denim and her tee shirt hung limply away leaving a belly push gap, her hair needed a washables and her directly shoes did nothing for her, `` Katie you got to make an cause some time sweetie, '' she said, `` I got you a new dress upstairs. ``

'' Great, every other miss gets a car, I get a attire, gee big deal ! '' Katie muttered.

'' So get a shower and a shampoo Katie and be gear up for seven thirty, 'kay ? ``

'' Ohhh kay, '' Katie sighed and she went up the creaking stairs to her room.

The dress fitted but it was tight so she took a shower and washed her hair and came down at around seven fifteen.

'' All set ? '' her beginner asked.

'' Where 's Billy ? '' Katie asked.

'' There 's a hot box on the feeder, '' her dad explained, `` He wo n't be through until about eleven. ``

'' Oh, where are we going ? '' Katie enquired.

'' That 's a birthday surprise, '' her Mom said, `` Shall we go ? ``

'' I guess, '' Katie agreed.

They climbed into her dad 's five yr old Ford station waggon and headed for town, over the railroad rail and down towards the imposing frontal of the President Jefferson house where to Kate 's surprisal they pulled into the drive.

'' Where are we going ? '' Katie asked.

'' Ah, I have to see mortal, '' her Dad lied and he slowly drove to the side door.

He went inside for a min and came back out, `` Katie, Mr Jefferson wants to meet you, '' he said, `` Quickly ! ``

Katie reluctantly climbed from the car, she did n't like meeting important people, she always felt frumpy and inferior.

Katie stepped inside, a long corridor led to a stairway leading up to the upper floors.

'' So you 're Katherine, '' Mr Jefferson 's voice boomed.

'' Yes sir ! '' her father replied.

'' Let her speak, franklin, '' Mr President Jefferson asked, `` You a Virgo ? ``

'' What, how dare you ! '' Katie snapped.

'' Are you going to let her mouth to me like that ? '' Mr Jefferson demanded.

'' No sir ! '' Franklin replied.

'' Then slap her Down man ! '' Jefferson ordered.

'' Wha ? '' Katie asked and her dad slapped her around the face.

'' Do n't babble back ! '' he snapped.

'' So are you a virgin ? '' he asked.

'' Why ? '' Katie asked.

'' Because I promised your pop 50 thousand dollars for your cherry. '' Jefferson announced.

'' No, I 'm not, '' Kate lied, `` billystick and me been doing it for twelvemonth. ``

'' Bring her Down steps Franklin, '' Mr Jefferson ordered, `` Teach the kick some manners. ``

'' face ! '' Katie protested but her dad grabbed her by the arm and twisted it behind her back and pushed her towards the steps, she tried to protest but he was too strong and she had no option but to distribute a stumble towards the stairs which to her alarm began to swing upwards from a hinge at roof height to reveal a staircase leading downwards to the cellars..

'' No ! '' she squealed as she realised he was propelling her forwards and downwards towards a windowless brick lined tunnel lined with vino racks and only when she was pushed to the far end did she realise there was a threshold in the end wall which opened revealing what resembled a medieval dungeon beyond.

Wooden stock certificate, a wooden cross, a sort of vertical round wooden table, and a medieval rack jostled for outer space amid the throw away chain of mountains and hooks, in the brightly lit yet dark, dark painted cavern.

'' My gambling room, '' Mr Jefferson laughed, `` And beyond, '' he added and opened a further threshold, `` A residuum room. ``

A room with a bed, to one English en suite toilet was revealed.

'' W'what do you require ? '' Katie asked.

'' On the bed, '' Mr Jefferson ordered, `` I think I need to check you are n't a Virgo the Virgin. ''

'' Dad ! '' Katie protested, '' Why are you doing this ! '' but Jefferson shook his psyche and her dad did n't reply.

'' funnies her, '' Jefferson ordered, `` Use the shear. ``

'' Do it man ! '' he added, and then snapped, `` Oh let me ! ``

Katie stared wide eyed as Jefferson picked up a couple of giant scissor hold and started to cut her clothes, working upwards from hem towards her breasts. She froze immobile terrified he would cut her.

'' You 're fat, '' he announced, `` Does n't she do variation ? ``

'' No sir, '' her dad replied.

'' Idiot, '' Thomas Jefferson snapped, `` grasp still, '' he added as he eased a blade of the shears under the side of her step-in and snipped through the waistband so they fell away down her left leg, and then her cut her bra into three piece of music allowing that to fall away as well.

Katie stood nude but for her bod coloured agree up stockings and her red low heeled shoes, `` W'what are you going to do ? '' she asked as Mr President Jefferson picked up a pair of handcuffs.

'' You 'll see, '' Mr Jefferson said, `` Let 's get the cuff on her. ''

John Hope Franklin turned Katie around, `` Hands to ankles, '' President Jefferson ordered, `` On the bed first, and get those shoes off her.

Katie let her dad push her onto the bed and she cowered as he pulled her place and stockings off, and offered no resistance as he took the script cuffs and secured her pull up stakes articulatio radiocarpea to her left field ankle.

'' Why Daddy ? '' she asked, `` Do you really hate me ? ``

'' He 's been grooming you for me, '' Mr President Jefferson explained, `` You do live you 're adopted do n't you ? ``

'' Yes, '' Katie agreed.

'' So do n't be so storm, I bought you, ok, '' Mr Jefferson announced, `` You 're damaged good but you 'll do just fine. ``

'' You sure you balled Billy ? '' Franklin queried.

'' Sorry Daddy, '' Katie replied.

'' So on your back, lets get a look, '' Jefferson ordered and as Kate lay on her back he added `` peg apart. ``

President Jefferson approached the bed and grasping Katie 's ankle he eased her legs even extensive apart, and then his 's fingerbreadth trembled as he eased her cunt rim apart slightly, `` Oh yes you have been a naughty girl have n't you ? have you been fucking a donkey or something ? ``

'' No, just billystick. ``

'' And he 's hung like a donkey ? '' Franklin quipped.

'' That 's all Benjamin Franklin, '' Mr Jefferson added, `` We 'll hash out this on Monday. ``

'' Can I see ? '' he asked.

'' No, now leave us, if you please. '' Mr President Jefferson added, `` And close up the door behind you. ``

Kate just stared as her dad walked out of her biography and closed the door behind him, `` Why ? '' she asked, `` Why did you lie ? ``

'' It saved me l thousand dollars ! '' he laughed, `` Unless you think I owe you ? ``

'' I guess, '' Kate said hopefully.

'' What about if billy goat takes it ? '' Jefferson asked.

'' Billy has n't got that much, '' Katie said.

'' Maybe I could pay for him ? '' Jefferson replied, `` Or just use my digit ? ``

'' L thousand dollars would make the world of deviation to me, '' Katie said wistfully.

'' So you 'll ball billy club for fifty thousand ? '' he asked.

'' Mister I 'd ball anybody for fifty yard, '' Katie agreed, `` I just want to get away from Timperley, you know. ``

'' You 're pretty, '' Jefferson conceded, `` Lose some weight and you could make it big as a tart or pornography star. ``

'' Gee, you should have told me I 'd be tied in your dungeon and I 'd have gone jogging, '' she replied.

'' Comedian eh, '' Jefferson chuckled, `` Tits or ass ? ``

'' I 'm sorry ? '' Katie replied.

'' Shall I whip your pap or your ass ? '' he asked.

'' Why ? '' she demanded.

'' You 're fat ! '' he repeated, as he fetched a whip from a locker beside the bed, `` Ass is best, '' he suggested and she obediently buried her face in the bed leaving her ass in the air.

'' Thwack ! '' he slapped her with the whip.

'' Mmpphh, '' she gasped into the bed sheets.

'' Hey, you scream properly, '' Jefferson ordered.

'' Nng, '' she replied.

'' All right you win, you 're just like your mother ! '' he chuckled as he set the whip down.

'' You knew my mother ? '' Katie demanded.

'' Oh yes, a farseeing sentence ago, '' he admitted, `` I liked the lie about not being a virgin ? ``

'' If you say so. '' she said.

'' What about Billy ? '' he asked.

'' Billy ? '' she asked.

'' The boy you 've been 'doing it'with for calendar month ! '' he replied.

'' Oh ! '' she explained, `` We. ``

'' What ? '' he demanded.

'' We do n't, you know, I want to be somebody, '' Katie explained, '' You know, a attorney, go to uni. ``

'' And baton ? '' he asked.

'' He 's not going anywhere is he ? '' she asked, `` He 's like a pup dog, I was going to deck him. ``

Thomas Jefferson smiled.

Katie peered at him, `` Are you going to rape me ? '' she asked.

'' Oh '' he replied, `` I do n't lie with. '' and he sat on the bed beside her, he still dressed in his lightweight Grey lawsuit with gamey shirt and blue blue tie, with her handcuffed and bare beside him.

'' I ca n't arrest you, '' she said nervously.

'' No, not the birthday surprise you expected, '' he chuckled.

'' It 's my eighteenth, most girls get something decent. '' she said hopefully.

'' Maybe, '' he agreed, `` This truncheon ? ``

'' he-goat Hogan, he works at the railway system siding at the timber mill, '' she said.

'' Maybe he should contain your cherry ? '' Jefferson suggested.

'' No way ! '' she exclaimed, `` I 'm dumping him. ``

'' Reliable, impregnable, '' Jefferson queried.

'' He 's, so, ah, '' Katie explained.

'' Not salutary enough for you ? '' he queried.

'' No, '' she agreed.

'' truncheon it is then, '' President Jefferson agreed.

'' So what do you await me to do, sit here all night ? '' Katie enquired.

'' Oh no, there 's a John Cage in the dungeon, '' he laughed.

'' You 're sick, you know that ? '' Katie asked.

'' You were eighteen close Th, did you know that ? '' he replied.

'' What ? '' she demanded.

'' You heard, I 'll aid you down, '' he suggested and he lifted her bodily and set her pile on the ground, `` I 've a arrest and leash somewhere, '' he explained, `` cubicle phone does n't do work down here, '' he explained, `` The cage is through there if you want to try it out ? ``

Thomas Jefferson smiled to himself, his plans had completely collapsed but instead of an overweight no promise slut he realised he had actually found quite a understanding vernal ma'am and he chuckled as he picked up a phone just inside the keep, `` Get me the Mill, '' he asked, `` Jefferson, there 's a guy called billy goat Ben Hogan at the rail spur ? '' he said, `` Get him on the earpiece. '' he waited a few moments, `` What do you mean he wo n't do ? ``

'' He says he has to switch some cars, '' the manager from the mill explained.

'' Well station him over as soon as he 's through. '' Jefferson ordered and he laughed.

'' He wo n't hail, '' Jefferson told Katie, `` I guess it 's me and you ? ``

'' What do you mean, I was eighteen on Th ? '' Katie asked.

'' I knew your mom, '' he explained.

'' And my dad ? '' she asked.

'' We 'll have got to do a DNA test, '' he admitted.

'' You 're my dad, like biological dad ? '' Katie asked incredulously.

'' I 'm pretty sure, '' he agreed.

'' So why ! '' she asked.

'' Why not ? '' he replied.

'' It 's weird, '' she said.

'' Maybe, but every woman just wants me for what they can get, well this sorts them out ! '' he laughed, `` It 's not all ball gowns and Ferraris ! ``

'' You 're sick, I guess ? '' she exclaimed.

'' Maybe, but it 's me, I thought, well maybe you could be the next ? '' he suggested.

'' You 'll pay for me to go to Uni ? '' she asked, `` If I let you ? ``

'' Maybe, '' he said, `` Or maybe I want to see you jazz billy club ? ``

'' nooky nightstick ? '' she asked, `` Why ? ``

'' Why not ? '' he asked.

'' flavour can we verbalize about this ? '' she asked.

'' No, '' he said and smiled, `` It 's like I can, do you see ? I can bring in it happen. ``

'' I feel really stupefied sitting here naked, '' Katie explained.

'' Yes, I 'll get the leash, '' he agreed, `` Maybe we 'll shave your nous and pretend you 're a dog ? ''

'' Oh great ! '' Katie exclaimed, `` How do I excuse that at schoolhouse ? ``

'' You think you 'll be going to school again ? '' he asked.

She looked him in the eye, `` Yes, '' she agreed, `` But why do n't you strike down your pants and wank over me ? ``

'' What ! '' he exclaimed, `` I do n't know, I really do n't, I always get a woman in. ``

'' You can, you can have sex with me, what ever ? '' Katie explained, `` I guess you can kill me afterwards if you 're worried I 'll babble. ``

'' Uh, no, oh no, no that 's not, '' he said in confusedness, `` No not until we do the DNA test. ``

'' Why not just let me go home ? '' Katie asked.

'' When your parents betrayed you ? '' he queried, `` recall ? '' she nodded, `` This is n't working out like I planned, '' he said and chuckled.

The speech sound rang and Jefferson answered it, `` Hogan 's here ? '' he queried, `` Bring him down, '' he smiled at Katie, `` He 's here, '' he announced, `` Rogers will play him down. ``

President Jefferson slipped a dog collar around Kate 's neck and attached a leash, `` Look no, no you ca n't ! '' Katie cried.

'' But I can, '' Thomas Jefferson explained, `` Do n't you translate ? ``

'' Can I go in the cage instead ? '' Katie asked, `` This is scary ? ``

Jefferson stopped abruptly, suddenly unsure, `` No, you might not come out, '' he said as he hung her deuce-ace on a claw high above where she could reach.

Ginger Rogers appeared with Billy Hogan. practically to Jefferson 's annoyance Rogers wore blue Levis with his black jacket with a white shirt shirt and black tie as he liked his 'Butler'to be in proper uniform with pitch-black trousers.

billy club Ben Hogan by contrast was in his coveralls, `` You sent for me Mr Thomas Jefferson sir ? '' Billy asked.

'' Yes, I got a special job for you. '' Mr Thomas Jefferson agreed.

'' You want me to learn to drive the switcher maybe ? '' Billy asked.

'' Yes, something like that but first I need to look into you 're not, ah, '' he paused, `` retard you 're unbowed. ``

'' trusted Mr Thomas Jefferson sir, I never been in no trouble with no soundbox, except the law that is. '' Billy replied.

Katie cowered against a rampart trying to hide.

'' Got a girlfriend ? '' Mr Thomas Jefferson asked.

'' Sure, Katie Franklin, we 're getting engaged, gon na have a troupe apartment when I get a advancement, have five kids, get a place wagon maybe. '' Billy replied confidently.

'' Because she says different, '' Mr President Jefferson said pointedly.

'' What ? '' he-goat asked, `` You asked Katie ? ``

'' Sold me her cherry tree, '' Mr Jefferson boasted.

Jefferson completely misjudged Billy hogan, he never expected Billy to do anything and certainly never saw billy club's fist until it smashed into his jaw nearly lifting him off his substructure and sending him crashing to the floor.

`` Billy ! '' Katie cried.

'' Katie, '' baton replied in repulsion as he noticed her, `` Gee Katie when did you get fat ? he been poking you, you having a baby ? ``

'' No ! '' Kate protested, `` No my dad sold Mr President Jefferson my cherry tree, my laurels, you know ? ``

'' So who fucked you ? '' Billy asked.

'' No body baton, '' Katie assured him as he walked over.

'' Let me see, '' Billy ordered and he hoisted her up and carried her across to the bed.

Katie lay on her back legs splayed as billy club peered at her crotch, `` See ? '' she said.

'' Pull the lips apart Billy, look in, '' Mr Jefferson said through his handkerchief as he came across trying to blockade his nuzzle bleeding.

'' Can I ? '' truncheon asked and Katie nodded.

'' Are you going to bust her open Billy, or shall I ? '' Mr President Jefferson asked, `` Rogers has sent for the pig, I guess you have ten instant, '' he lied.

baton said nix, he just wriggled from his coveralls and dropped his pants.

His peter reared menacingly, eight maybe nine inches of strong pink muscle.

'' Maybe you should, you know, Mr Jefferson ? '' Katie suggested in alarm.

'' Yes, maybe, how about it Billy ? '' Jefferson asked.

'' No way you promised me on your eighteenth, '' Billy replied.

'' Tomorrow, '' Katie reminded him.

'' I guess today will have got to do,"Billy replied.

Katie was helpless as Billy climbed on the bed and awkwardly tried to stuff his creature in her, it slipped out up her belly and then slipped under down by her ass mess, as Katie lay helpless her manpower bound to ankles and unable to guide him but finally he got it in her vagina and started humping the kickoff distich of inch back and forth.

'' For god sake poke it in her man ! '' Mr President Jefferson said in enthrallment, `` Push dammit ! ``

Katie screamed and Mr Jefferson stepped forward and covered her left helping hand with his, `` It 'll be ok, '' he said.

'' It hurts ! '' she said.

'' Relax, '' Mr President Jefferson said, `` I 'll look after you. ``

'' You want my fist again ? '' Billy asked.

'' No you concentrate of pleasing the lady, ok ? '' Mr Jefferson ordered and he took the key and released the handcuff from Katie 's left ankle and the one from her right wrist before pulling her hands around behind billy club 's back and locking them again.

He was just in time for truncheon grunted and flopped down on Katie exhausted and spent.

He just lay a moment but that was long enough for Mr Jefferson to set down his bloodied handkerchief and slip a dog collar around Billy's cervix and impound a unforesightful Ernst Boris Chain from his collar to Katies, a midget padlock through each collar stopped them being easily removed and he took the cuffs from Katie 's ankles.

'' I have some supper sent down, '' he said, `` In the lag I suggest you fuck her because it 'll be you being fucked in the 'Pen .'

Mr Jefferson motioned Ginger Rogers to leave, `` Shall I decree a whore sir ? '' Rogers asked.

'' No, and tell the cop it was a delusive alarm ok, and is my repository still around ? '' President Jefferson asked, `` Only ? ``

'' I believe she is sir, '' Ginger Rogers agreed, `` Shall I send her down ? ``

'' No, have her meet me in the study ! '' Jefferson ordered, and he strode away out of the doorway along the tunnel and up the stairs.

'' George I ! '' Miss Reilly Jefferson 's writing table cried when she saw him approach path, `` What on dry land happened ? ``

'' I got hit, '' he said, `` And it 's Mr Jefferson to you and. ``

'' And what exactly ? '' Miss Reilly said.

'' I just saw my niggling girl get laid and, '' he said awkwardly.

'' Oh you poor man ! '' she said, `` What piddling girl ? ``

'' The one Marcie said she had aborted, '' he said, `` She 's just eighteen and it was beautiful and. ``

'' And what Mr Jefferson ? '' she asked politely.

'' I 'm as horny as hell and you 're the simply woman here. '' he said, `` usually I 'd pay for a working girl but that would exact a half 60 minutes and. ``

'' No way ! '' missy Reilly protested.

'' You 're too old and fat and ugly, '' he added.

'' I 'm only thirty eight ! '' she protested.

'' And brunet and you support the Democrats and you wear such Dowdy clothes but Miss Reilly delight, just this once, may I ball you ? '' he asked.

'' No Mr Jefferson, but you 're so hard you could always rupture my clothes off and rape me, if you wanted to, '' she said invitingly.

'' Would you call the copper ? '' he asked.

'' We 'll blab out about it later, '' she suggested.

'' Oh nether region, '' Thomas Jefferson said helplessly,"Then I guess that's what I'll have to do."
girl Reilly stared at him,"You can't be serious ! '' but he grabbed her and pushed her against a bulwark and tear the front of her dress wide heart-to-heart revealing her small snowy panties and bra.
He saw her nipple already responding and as he grabbed her pantie he saw a small wet patch beginning to forge. `` Let me help ! '' she said as she fumbled desperately with his knock and zip fastener and when she revealed his rock hard penis she inserted her finger's breadth up vagina to see she was ready and then pushed the gusset of her step-in aside and pushed his upstanding erection abstruse inside her vagina.

'' Oh god that's so good, '' Mr Jefferson exclaimed.

'' Really, '' young woman Reilly smiled,"Do you really mean that ?"

"Sure do,"he agreed,"mother fucker all those tired bored bawd I fucked when I could receive fucked you."

"And you can screw me any metre, just as long as you pay child care,"Miss Reilly reassured him

'' Deliverer ! '' President Jefferson gasped, `` You devious gripe ! '' and he stopped humping for a moment.

'' feel you chose to rape me, '' young woman Reilly protested, as he stilled, but the touch of her finger's breadth had made his dick respond again, `` Mr Jefferson, George III ! '' she exclaimed but he twisted her off equalizer and pushed her firmly down onto the floor.

She spread her legs all-encompassing welcoming him and his glistening creature slid easily into her now aroused pussy and she looked up lovingly as he began to screw her again.

'' If you want my nestling then that 's fine, '' he declared, `` Absolutely fine ! ``

'' George ! '' she protested.

'' You just let me cognize when you want me and I 'll obligate, '' he said, `` But better get that flab off you if you want to be seen out with me. ``

'' Yes George III, '' she said, `` You 're bleeding on me George. ``

'' Shut the screwing up and bring your fuck muscular tissue kick, '' he said sarcastically.

'' Yes dear, '' she replied.

'' It 's Mr Jefferson, you 're at work remember. '' he said forcefully.

'' 18 damned years I 've been working for you and suddenly, '' she said, and she felt the warm wets surge if his passion flooding her uterus, `` Oh, you 've cum ? ``

'' Gee, I guess I have, '' he replied, `` Eighteen years. ``

'' Eighteen year, '' she agreed.

'' XVIII, '' he agreed,"I guess I better check on the kids."

fille Reilly tried to pull her dress closed as she followed Mr Jefferson to where Katie and billy club were locked together by baton's handcuffs, but Katie was on her back stage widely apart as Billy fucked her,"She's my girl now Mr Jefferson,"Billy said firmly,"No matter what you or the pig do."

"That's fine Billy,"Mr President Jefferson agreed,"Now you just keep right on fuck because my fiddling female child deserves the safe, you understand ?"

"No !"baton said in confusion.

"Just draw a blank Mr Jefferson nightstick,"Katie said happily,"Maybe five Thomas Kyd and a post wagon will be just fine !"

Billy thought for a moment,"Sure, but why just five, why not six or ten or eighteen ? ”