...I stepped out onto the patio and across to the stairs down to the loading area behind the shops. I had good light from the moon as I crossed the patio but the stairs were in shade. I dropped the first step, watching Frank wank himself had turned me on, reading my first hard core sex story had too and now I was dripping wet, I pushed my hand down the front of my jeans and I was rubbing myself off by the third step down.

There was a faint orange glow below me, it danced upwards by two feet and it suddenly flared to ten times as bright and the face of a middle-aged man resolved from the total darkness. A man was smoking a cigarette at the foot of the stairs.

"You just been with Jenny?"

I looked over my shoulder at Frank's house as the man exhaled and a cloud of grey mist enveloped me, it wasn't tobacco smoke, it smelled sickly sweet, a little like old cat sick. I realised that he meant Frank's mum, "No, she's dancing at the Three Feathers tonight. She could be home in ten minutes of an hour."

"So, who are you going to try next? Seems like there is some kind of convention in town, all my usual contacts are down at the Hilton or the Radisson, working the businessmen!"

That went above my head but I grasped the comment out of the air and analysed his words for two steps..."God no, I don't..." Another of those careful moments, "...wish I had the money to pay for fun!"

"How old are you sonny?"

He took another draw on his joint and the bright orange glow flashed blue twice, he groaned, "Bad time to hit a sparkler if there's no one about to use it on...ever try a sparkler kid?"

"Never even heard of it!"

"That Polish dealer on the Croft has started selling them, basically cannabis but with some new synthetic Crystal that they haven't banned yet, it flashes blue like a sparkler, hence the name but we also call it a Viagra fag, the effect is like Viagra but ten times stronger! Want to try a drag?"

This was another of those crucial decision points, no thirteen year old boy would ever turn down the chance of trying a new, illegal, experience but no thirteen year old girl would take drugs from a stranger unless she was easy, desperate or drunk! "Sure mate, love to!"

He offered the cigarette, I went to take it but he pushed my hand away, he brought it up to my face, his palm was caressing my cheek as he held the soggy end of the fag to my lips. Unlike the alcohol earlier I couldn't fake smoking a joint, I had to inhale deeply or the lighting effect at the tip would be all wrong. As I filled my lungs an instant buzzing started in my head just like a heard of bees were stampeding from one ear to the other and back again, just before I'd fully filled my lungs there was three little blue sparks and flashes from the end of the joint. The buzzing in my head doubled in volume but the thing that surprised me most was that the buzz in my head had moved down to my pussy as a red hot tingling feeling between my legs.

"You lucky bastard, first drag and you hit the jackpot, three sparklers in one go...that will put hairs on your chest and lead in your pencil."

I'd noticed that when he was holding the joint against my mouth his palm was stroking my cheek, "So you don't know where any other whores live around here then?"

"No, I'm a new boy around here, I only know Jenny!"

"So, you've been let down as well...I only need a blow job really, what about you?"

"I looked after myself up there so I'm okay!"

He had the joint in his own mouth again and was sucking hard, there were two flashes of blue and he groaned, "Fucking hell, that was harsh, my balls will explode if I don't get help soon."

The effect of the strong cannabis was actually turning me on even more than I had been before I left Franks bedroom, probably for the first time in my life I was desperate for sex and the tingling in my pussy was making me feel a little reckless too, I needed to get home as fast as I could before desperation made me do something silly like run up and rape Frank.

The guy held the joint between his own lips and he stroked my cheek again, this time without the joint. He took another massive draw from his joint as I pushed his hand away from my face and as he held his breath he took the joint from his mouth and put it between my lips...I knew that I should have turned him down but I filled my lungs and got another blue flash. As I held the smoke in my lungs he said, "Okay then, I'll pay you a tenner to suck my cock for me!"

I started to walk away with my lungs still full of smoke but he caught me up in the driveway back out to the road, "Come on, help a fellow traveller out...okay, fifteen quid for a quick suck off, nothing fancy!"

He finished the joint off and flicked the stub end over the wall... "Come on, fifteen quid for a blowjob, that's a good offer."

He pulled me to a stop again, there was just enough light now to see his face, the pleading look he was giving me and, for the first time the massive bulge in the front of his jeans jumped out at me under the street lights. If I were less turned on, if I hadn't just watched a friend whack himself off, if I hadn't just read a very strong porn story...well, the outcome might have been very different.

"Fifteen pounds?"

"Yes, fifteen pounds."

"And all I have to do is a quick blow job on you?"

"Yes."

I held out my hand for the money, "No, not out here, I'll pay you as soon as we get in the public toilet at the car park!"

"Show me the money first!"

He took his wallet out and withdrew fifteen pounds from inside, I looked at it and then said, "Okay but you can't touch me for fifteen quid, I'll just give you a simple blow job and I'm done...okay?"

"Sure but you have to get me off in your mouth and swallow it down."

The agreement struck, the contract signed, we walked to the public toilet in the car park, I went in first and stood against the wall with my hand out, he popped the three, five pound notes into my hand before pulling his joggers and underpants down to his ankles and I reached out to take a hold. He leaned in and kissed me on the lips, I let him kiss me for two minutes before I came to my senses, as he kissed me he was trying to get my jeans open so I pushed him away, "Just a blow job, no touching me!"

I had my back against the wall and slid down into a squat, because of the drugs he was huge, I had to almost dislocate my jaw to get him in my mouth. I'd never sucked a cock before but for six months I'd listened to girls bragging about giving their boyfriends oral sex and I was a quick study. As I sucked him I used my right hand on his cock shaft to speed him up a little and my left hand slipped down the front of my jeans and inside my unisex knickers. I went to rub my magic button but got a bit of a shock, the usual little bump under a fold of skin forming the hood as missing, what I found felt more like a small cock, I could actually pinch it between my thumb and forefinger, not quite long enough to rub like a cock but as I squeezed it my lights definitely went to 'Tilt'.

"Hi, not much about tonight, who's your friend?"

The voice of a much older man standing behind the guy I was sucking brought me down from my orgasmic high faster than if it had been my father walking in on me doing it, the voice cooled me down but had the opposite effect on my oral lover, he blasted off in my mouth, I swallowed as fast as I could but I still wasn't able to swallow it all down, some escaped down my chin and as soon as he finished pumping spunk in my mouth he said, "Just a young boy I picked up outside Jenny's house, I'm paying him fifteen quid to make me happy."

Every story I'd heard about men said that they went flaccid and lost interest in sex as soon as they fired off but my guy didn't, obviously the drug he'd taken to get hard blocked that response, as soon as I finished swallowing, he started fucking my mouth all over again. I caught sight of the older man out of the corner of my eye as he came in for a closer look he bent over so that his nose almost touched my cheek, "He's Victor, lives just past the park, the road on the right someplace, his mum's a cleaner and his dad's a lorry driver, trans-continental I think!"

The old guy must have known my parents somehow and now he was stroking the back of my neck, he looked up into the face of the guy I was sucking while still bent over, his face next to mine and said, "Ease him away from the wall so I can get in behind him."

My 'Customer' started to shuffle backwards, away from the wall, I tried to remain with my back pressing against the glazed tile wall but the old man still had his hand on my neck and was forcing me to follow the cock in my mouth until I was well clear of the wall. The old man kept his left hand on the back of my head but began rubbing his right hand over my chest, as his right hand slid down my body towards my crotch I tried to move out of his reach but as my face was still being held against the younger man's cock I didn't actually move away, my legs just straightened slightly until they were totally straight and then the older guy lost interest in rubbing my belly, he stood up and shuffled in behind me, his left hand left my neck and rubbed along my back, his hand reached the belt holding my jeans up, he slipped his fingers under the belt and the back of my trousers and he yanked down.

He must have been an expert at debagging boys because he'd caught both trousers and underpants in one swift movement, I got into an instant panic as I thought he was going to pull my trousers all the way down, it was dark in the toilet but light enough that they would notice that something was missing.

I felt wetness between my bum cheeks and then slight pain as the old guy slipped his finger up my anus, not just a little way in, all of his finger, all the way up my bum, "God sonny you're very tight, you haven't been doing this game for long have you, I'll give you thirty quid if I can fuck your arse!"

After watching the old man probing inside my arse and then his comment, my customer shot off all over again but this time I was more prepared for the jets of spunk and was able to swallow it all down without spillage. Once again he didn't go soft, and he held my mouth in place while got his breath back. He pulled his hips back, he was just about to start all over again, fucking my mouth as the old guy shuffled in behind me, rubbing his cockhead up and down between my arse cheeks.

'He can't complain, I've sucked him to two orgasms for fifteen quid!' I thought to myself and before he could thrust forwards into my mouth again I sidestepped and jumped forwards, slipping out from between both men. I was out of the toilet pulling the back of my trousers back into place as I passed through the doorway.

On the walk home four men pulled up alongside me in their cars and asked me if I wanted a lift, a favour for a favour so to speak. As I'd only ever been around the estate during the day before I had no idea about the areas seedy under current but I didn't mind, didn't get mad, I just thanked them for their kind offer but declined them gracefully and they drove off happily in search of another target.

My house was in darkness, of course it was, my father was working away and my mother was working a second shift, cleaning the local council offices. I went straight to my room, I stripped off totally and sat on my bed trying to see the sudden change to my magic button but I couldn't see far enough below my belly, I needed a mirror or something, I jumped off my bed and went through to the bathroom, returning a few seconds later with my father's shaving mirror in my hand, I stopped short of my bed, there was a fluorescent yellow stripe about six inches long on my bottom sheet. I sniffed the stain, it smelled vaguely of hospital disinfectant. I'd have to wash my sheets sooner than I'd planned. I placed the mirror on my bed and opened my legs as wide as I could, my secret little button was no secret any more, it looked like an underdeveloped cock standing out from my body. The mirror explained the yellow staining on my bed too, a ring of cream was all around my anal muscle and what should have been a tight ring of muscle was now an open hole.

I pinched and rubbed my clitty for thirty seconds and collapsed on my bed gasping through my climax, my clitoris had looked red, swollen and sore in the mirror but it had felt wonderful when I treated it roughly. I wondered just how long it would take for the effect of the sparkler joint to wear off and for my clitoris to hide back under its hood but for now I was enjoying the fact that I could orgasm in just a second or two by pinching and rubbing my elongated toy like a boy.

The mad buzzing in my head and the tingling between my legs kept me awake all night, at four o'clock in the morning I heard a car pull up in front of my house. I jumped off of my bed and went to the bedroom window. Because it was so warm all of the upstairs windows were open, I pulled my curtains open a little to look out. I saw my mother in the front passenger's seat of the car, she leaned over and kissed the driver before getting out of the car, a silver Volvo estate with sign writing on the side, 'City Cleaning Services' emblazoned in red. My mother closed the door and as she turned to leave the driver jumped out too, "Invite me in for a tea, coffee or perhaps a little f..."

My mother stopped him, "Nigel, I told you already that my daughter was home, you will have to wait until Monday when she's at school."

"Come on Victoria, you know that you're as desperate as me, your old man has already been away for more than a week and what is he doing? He's driving at fifteen miles an hour down to southern Spain and then back again empty but still only allowed to do fifteen miles an hour, you'll be lucky to see him in five weeks time if everything goes well. Come on, my mate Vlad has hooked me up with some gear, special shit that he calls Viagra in a ciggy, I really wanted to try it out on you."

"I told you already, you can't cum in my pussy without a condom because I'm in my danger period and I won't suck you all the way because the taste of semen makes me vomit violently."

Nigel dipped his hand into his jacket pocket, he pulled out a tube of cream, the case of the tube was bright yellow, just the same shade as the smudge on my bottom sheet and the ring of thick ointment that I'd wiped from around my anal muscle a few hours earlier.

"My man Vlad set me up with this stuff as well, the latest thing on the street, I can open up your bum and it'll hardly hurt at all...come on, you know that you're as horny as me, I promise I'll be as quiet as a mouse, we won't wake your kid if we're careful!"

Nigel kissed my mother and rubbed his hand down over her pussy, I could see everything from my vantage point in my bedroom, I saw Nigel open the bottom few buttons of my mother's uniform dress and he slipped his hand inside, I watched as Nigel brought her off standing by our front gate and as she shuddered through a petite orgasm he said, "Come on, let me come in with you." But my mother still refused.

Nigel took a slightly different tack, he stepped away from her and took a handmade cigarette from his jacket pocket, "At least share this with me." He said as he lit the cigarette and took a lung full, I watched the orange flair and then a single blue flash went off in the heart of the orange tip. I'd expected my mother to refuse the joint when Nigel offered it to her the way that I did at first earlier but she didn't, she took her turn greedily and sucked so hard that the heat generated set off three blue flashes.

I wasn't well up on the drugs scene but I'd never heard of a cannabis joint that flashed blue before tonight so it must have been a very recent addition to the drug dealer's arsenal and it seemed to be spreading fast. As my mother held her lungs full of smoke, the grey cannabis smoke and the more blue smoke from the burning blue crystals that had been added into the drug filled cigarette, Nigel filled his lungs all over again, a single blue flash his reward. My mother took two more draws from the spliff generating just one final blue spark. Nigel had three more goes before flicking the tab into the gutter. I'd expected Nigel to start begging my mother to allow him to come into the house with her again but while his lungs were still full of smoke my mother took his hand and dragged him along the path behind her, all the way to our front door.

They didn't hang around downstairs, my mother towed him straight up to her bedroom, I heard a clunk as Nigel tried to close my mother's bedroom door, "We can't close it, when all the bedroom windows are open my door rattles in the breeze."

It took less than thirty seconds before I heard my mother gasp and then sigh, I opened my bedroom door and crossed the hall, Nigel and my mother were both naked, she was on her bed, on her back and Nigel was fucking her in the missionary position with my mother repeating over and over not to cum in her pussy.

Even though the bedroom light was off I could still see everything that was going on clearly because her bedroom curtains were wide open and the streetlights outside our house were spotlighting her bed perfectly. He fucked her for fifteen minutes before pulling out and rolling her onto her stomach, he reached for the bright yellow tube that his drug dealer had sold him and he squirted a small blob onto the tip of his middle finger, my mother raised herself onto her hands and knees for Nigel to get better access to her bum. I had the perfect view as Nigel parted my mother's bum cheeks, her anal muscle was just a tight brown full stop in a sea of pink until Nigel painted it yellow.

"This could hurt a little until the cream has chance to work!"

He lined the tip of his finger on the small brown dot of her arse hole and pushed all of his finger up in one go.

"Did that hurt?"

"No, just felt a little uncomfortable at first."

"Vlad told me that after I open the door I should paint the hallway before going in."

I watched as Nigel placed the tube of cream against my mother's anus and he squeezed a little of the cream directly into her brown hole. He used his index and middle fingers together to roll the yellow paint up my mother's back passage and when he pulled his fingers out there was a ring of yellow all around her anal opening just the way I'd seen earlier on my own bum-hole, Nigel and the man I'd sucked off earlier obviously used the same drug dealer. Nigel gathered that yellow ring on his cockhead and then pressed down, sinking his cock into my mother's virgin arse, seemingly without pain.

"I should have climaxed by now as you're so tight back here but I think the painkiller built into the cream has desensitised my cock a little."

My mother looked over her shoulder at him and said, "It's not like we're in a hurry or anything, just enjoy yourself!"

Nigel went a little crazy and fucked my mother like a steam hammer about to blow a gasket. Mum lost the strength in her arms and her face crashed into her pillow as she shuddered through a massive climax, she jerked through orgasm after orgasm until he finally climaxed in her arse.

He had made a massive show of his orgasm but he didn't even slow down, he was over the moon that even though he'd climaxed his cock hadn't softened one little bit, he just kept right on fucking with his semen pumping out of my mother's bum as his cock slipped in and out. I actually started to get very bored and was slipping back to my own bedroom when he suddenly jumped off my mother's back, "I'm going for a piss and to wash my dick and then I want you to suck my cock!"

"I told you already that I don't like sucking cocks all the way because the taste of spunk makes me sick."

"If you give me a little suck, after that, I'll use a condom and fuck you properly."

My door closed a moment before Nigel bounced out of my mother bedroom, I pressed my ear to the door and listened to the sound of him pissing from a great height, then the flush and the sound of water running in the sink before he left the bathroom, I expected to hear him walk back to my mother's bedroom but I heard him open the spare bedroom door instead, he closed it just a second later. I was confused momentarily but as his footsteps got closer I realised that he was looking for me and I flipped the latch to lock my door just as he turned my door knob and rattled my door.

I heard a slight knocking at my door and then my mother's voice, "What are you doing out there, I'm ready to suck your cock but only if you promise not to try and get off in my mouth and then you make good on your promise to fuck me with a condom on!"

It was six o'clock in the morning as I slipped into bed, my mum and her boss had already been fucking for close to two hours and he was about to start all over again with a blow job, fortunately, the boredom of watching them fuck for so long did the trick for me and sent me straight to sleep. I was so tired that I was sure that I would sleep the day through as my eyes finally closed.

I woke to loud knocking at the front door, I looked out, Frank was in the front garden looking up at both bedroom windows at the front of the house, I looked at my wristwatch, it was eight o'clock in the morning. Frank looked up at me, he was grinning like a Cheshire cat, "Finally, it's only taken me four attempts to find your house!"

"I'll bet that you're popular with my neighbours, what the hell are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Frank laughed, "Come on, it's eight o'clock, we're going to play football on the park."

I cursed myself for not just crossing the road the previous night as I'd done every time I'd seen Frank and his mates on the street together at night during the previous six months, I certainly had a far less eventful and quiet time back then. I checked myself out in the mirror, I'd gone to sleep in a long T-shirt with no knickers on, I rubbed my hand between my legs and my knees went weak again as I caught my still erect clitoris. I quickly pulled on a clean pair of my usual unisex pants when not at school. The T-shirt looked far too much like a nighty so as soon as I left my bedroom I crossed to my mother's bedroom, I grabbed my father's dressing gown off the back of the door, the knocking at the front door had woken mum and Nigel and they had started fucking all over again. I got a guilty look off of my mother but I ran for the stairs before anything could be said.

I opened the front door and Frank looked like he was really happy to see me, his welcome was just short of wagging his tail and running around in circles, "Come on, get changed, get your boots on."

"Frank, I don't play football!"

Frank looked crestfallen, "What...what do you mean, don't play football, even Wogs play football!"

"I suffer from Asthma, if I run about like a loon I'd kill myself."

"Well, come and watch the rest of us at least, you could take a turn in goal if you like."

"I'll come for a little while but I have tons of stuff to do today."

"Well, go and get changed then, put trainers on, even asthmatics have trainers."

I invited Frank into the living room to wait, he looked above his head at the sounds of sex coming from above in my mother's bedroom, "You said that your dad was working away for a month at least..." I nodded my head, "...so who's your mother..."

I interrupted him, "Dancing with!"

"...yes, dancing with."

"Her boss from the cleaning company."

I turned the TV on to drown out the sounds of fucking coming from above and ran up to change in my bedroom. Mum and Nigel were still fucking like rabbits as I passed her door. When I finished changing into shorts and a T-shirt and put my trainers on to walk down stairs only Nigel was in my mum's bedroom. I ran down the stairs just in time to hear my mother say, "Who was at the front door darling?"

Frank replied, "Only me love."

I don't know who was more shocked, my mother at finding a boy waiting for me in our living room or Frank having my naked mother walk in on him. "I'm going to the park for a couple of hours, see you later."

Mother headed back up to her bedroom and I walked in to the living room, Frank was hard as a rock in his shorts. I was ready to go but Frank couldn't go out in public with a tent pole in his shorts and as soon as my mother got back in her bedroom she and Nigel just started fucking all over again.

"Would you like a little privacy to get rid of that bone in your pants?"

Frank grinned at me and shook his head, "Not after last night mate, I don't mind you seeing me do it."

I sat opposite Frank and watched him pull the front of his shorts down and start to rub his cock with me looking straight at him. "Pity I couldn't smuggle my dad's book out, would be nice to listen to the second instalment of that hot story."

It was my turn now to smile inwardly as I picked right up from where I left off in the story the day before, Frank stopped rubbing momentarily as he tried to work out if I was being on the level with him, then he grinned and set off rubbing all over again. It was actually quite sweet watching Frank acting so naturally in my living room and as he erupted I was on hand to pass him some tissues.

We went to the park and I had fun watching the guys playing their version of football, I doubted that they even needed a ball to play their own version of the popular game as most of the time they seemed to be kicking each other rather than the ball. After an hour of running around Simon hoofed the ball high into the sky, the wind caught the lightweight PVC ball and sent it sailing over the fence and into the path at a thousand ton lorry. I turned my head in horror as the ball disappeared under the wheel and was instantly compressed back into the oil that it had come from.

Half the boys wanted to hang out by the river, some went home to change out of their football kit and once again Frank and I were left alone on the park. We ended up walking towards the shops, I looked up at the windows,, the first floor above the shops had a small window, then two large windows and two more small windows. The third small window had a red light on the window sill and next to the light a woman dressed in a skimpy, see through nighty looking out. She waved at Frank and me, l smiled and waved back at her, Frank gave me a funny look before he reluctantly crossed the road and headed down the driveway to the rear of the building.

Jenny opened the door for us, her nighty was totally see through, I could clearly see two bull's-eyes but just a pink gash where her pussy hair should have been, it looked like dot-dash-dot or the letter 'R' in Morse Code. Jenny gathered me in her arms and pulled me into her body in an exaggerated embrace, kissing my cheek and welcoming me into her house. "Frankie never usually brings his friends home...so who are you my dear?"

"I'm Vic Mrs..."

I was cut short, "Please call me Jenny, makes me feel old when people call me misses!"

"...my name is Vic, Jenny."

"Pleased to meet you Victor, I'm always telling my Frankie he should bring more of his friends home for a visit."

"He's Vic mum, not Victor."

Jenny looked confused but her confusion was cut short by a knock at the back door. Jenny rushed over to the door, held a whispered conversation with a well-dressed man on her doorstep before inviting him in, "Go straight ahead, straight into my room, I'll be right with you!"

Jenny smiled at me and then suggested that Frank should take me up to his bedroom to play. I looked through, into Jenny's office, as the door closed slowly I saw her turn the red lamp off in her window and she gathered the man in her arms and kissed him passionately until they had total privacy.

Frank went ahead of me down the passageway, passed the living room door, once again it was closed, we went up to Frank's bedroom and he flopped down onto his bed, once again Frank had an erection tenting the front of his trousers out.

"Frank, did you grow that because what your mum and that old guy are doing together?"

Frank blushed a deep red, "No, I grew this when I saw the way that my mother was rubbing her fanny against your cock, I expected you to cop a feel while she was hugging you... she'll let you fuck her when that old git finishes fucking her...before I was twelve years old, I was told by my mother never to bring my friends home and on my twelfth birthday she told me that if any of my friends were stressed out that I should bring them home and she'd look after their problems for free."

"What did she mean by stressed out?"

Frank looked at me like I was a half whit, "She meant horny, if any of my friends had been horny, she would have let them fuck her for free!"

"Wow, that sounds very public spirited of her!"

"Not really, every whore in the town will give a school boy his first fuck for free, get him hooked and he'll keep running back whenever he has the price of a fuck."

I didn't know what a prostitute would charge for her various services but I'd earned fifteen quid for sucking a man's cock and had been offered another thirty to let the older man fuck my bum, I guessed that being a pro, Jenny probably charged more, I wasn't sure but Jenny was probably in a union or something that set standard charges for customers to pay.

I'd been silent for so long as I mulled things over in my head that Frank was once again looking at me like there was something wrong with me, "You're not going to ask me if you can get a free fuck are you?"

I shook my head, "Good God Frank...no way, I was just wondering where your father is while your mum is working?"

"He's in the living room watching her, they have two cameras mounted on the wall in there and if my dad is out the cameras are on permanent record, that's why I stopped you going in yesterday."

I looked round the room, the little desk at the side of Frank's bed had a pile of books on it that weren't there last night when I left. "What are you doing Frank? Homework or something!"

"I was trying, maths is just so hard these days!"

I picked up his maths homework, his class had obviously moved over to functional skills rather than ordinary mathematics. Usually a sign that the students were seriously failing in maths, it meant that the school had stopped trying to teach maths as an academic subject and moved to teaching them how to function in the outside world after school ended and they started work in a few years time.

I opened the maths work book and read the first question, it went around the houses a little but the basic question was if it took a man with a shovel eight hours to dig a hole that was a cubic metre, how long would it take two men.

"Have you answered the first question?"

"Well, it doesn't really make sense to me, I've read it four times so far."

I got a sheet of scrap paper and encouraged him to write out a simple sum based on what he was reading. It was a little like pulling teeth but eventually he isolated the important parts of the story, he grinned at me and said "Four hours."

As Frank was reading through the second question and trying to do the same as I'd mentioned for question one I heard a door open below, the sounds of talking moving across the kitchen, the back door open, a sound of kissing from under Frank's open bedroom window, the back door close and then another door open. I leaned over Frank's shoulder, "Where did that eight come from?"

Frank ran his finger along the line of text, "Here!"

"No, that says eighth, not eight Frank."

I tuned back into the sounds from below again, the door that Jenny opened must have been the living room and Jenny was talking to Frank's father, "Did you watch that?"

"Yes."

"Was the sound quality good?"

"Fine!"

"Drop a copy down onto DVD, he was saying things that my brother might be able to use, usual thing, use your toys to hide my face and change the colours of my room, just in case Sid needs to confront the guy with the evidence to grease the wheels."

"Was he important then?"

"Only the chair of Wellingborough District Council's planning committee, that's all!"

"I'll get on it right now."

Frank had resolved the maths question out of the second block of text and once I'd agreed that he had worked out the salient points and had written the sum in the right away he started to work out the answer. We were working on the third question, 'If a cement mixer takes three tons of cement powder, six tons of stones and nine tons of sand to fill it, what is the ratio of sand to stone and cement?'

I was just explaining what ratio meant when Jenny cleared her throat, "Will you be staying for lunch Vic?"

I looked over at her, her lipstick had worn off and her hair was a mess, she didn't look as sexy as she did when I first arrived. She smiled at me as I ran through her question in my head, "Thanks Jenny but I have to go very soon, I've got a ton of stuff to do this afternoon."

"Well I have to say Vic, it's lovely to finally see one of Frank's friends around the house, pity Frank doesn't keep his bedroom a little cleaner, especially if he's going to bring friends around."

Jenny started to walk away but stopped just past Frank's door, "Oh Frank, I need you to run an errand over to your uncle Sid's, take Vic with you, I'm sure that your uncle Sid would love to meet him!"

She finally left us alone again, Frank was still working through his workbook. I'd been looking at Frank as Sid's name was mentioned and saw Frank visibly stiffen at the mention of Sid's name. I thought I'd try to lighten things up a little by saying, "Frank, your mum is right, a farmer wouldn't be allowed to keep pigs in this much mess."

Frank ignored my comments, waved me off because he was just getting into his swing with his workbook and as he got more used to the way he had to work things out he stopped asking me questions and just got on with it. I picked up a T-shirt from the floor. I sniffed at the arm pits, it wreaked of musk, dirty but I didn't find it unpleasant, just dirty so I threw the shirt onto the floor in the doorway.

"What the hell are you doing Vic?"

"You just get on with your homework, I'm just tidying your room up a little before I have to go home."

Frank had really picked up the point of functional maths and was on a roll, he finished twenty questions instead of the ten he'd been asked to do and while he worked diligently I finished sorting his clean clothes from his dirty ones, the clean ones I'd dumped on his bed as I went along and was folding as he closed his workbook. "Where do your T-shirts live?"

Frank opened a drawer and I slipped his shirts in one, underpants in another and socks in a third. I'd uncovered three dinner plates, two mugs and a glass tumbler under the piles of clothes. "You carry your dirty clothes down Frank and I'll bring the dishes."

Frank led the way to the kitchen and when he stood in front of the washing machine he suddenly looked lost, he just stood there with his clothes in his arms. "Dump them on the floor, sort the lights and whites to one side and the dark coloured clothes to the other!". Frank got the piles mostly right, I picked a light blue shirt from the dark pile and dropped it on the light pile.

I looked at Frank, he just stood looking at the two piles of dirty clothes, "Now what are you going to do Frank?"

He shrugged his shoulders, "Which of the two piles is the biggest?"

Frank looked from one pile to the other and back before pointing at the whites and lights pile. "Okay then, dump them all in the machine."

I pressed my hand down on top of the pile, the drum was only about half full, I looked over at Jenny who was standing in her office doorway looking on with interest as I taught Frank how to wash his clothes, "Do you have any other whites that need washing Jenny?"

She had been impressed at my teaching her son how to wash his own clothes but when I added in hers and her husband's clothes into the mix as well she was way more than impressed, she fetched the laundry hamper from the bathroom and I dumped that on the floor next to the pile of darks. I pressured Frank into sorting his parents washing the way he'd done his own and once again the lights were dumped into the machine.

Jenny had to point to the cupboard where the detergent was stored, I found the soap tablets for whites and checked the box, Jenny had her machine set for a sixty degree wash but the tablets called for a thirty degree wash so I altered the settings, decreased the temperature but increased the spin speed. Before I left I told Frank to hang the washing out when it was finished and I also told him which detergent to use for the coloured clothes, where to put the tablets and how to change the temperature to the right setting for the coloured wash.

I walked home alone, our town was totally different in the day, the perverts asking anyone and everyone they met in the street for sex in the dark seemed to have been replaced by business men wandering around looking lost but not approaching anyone and everyone they saw. I actually heard one man in a smart suit asking another if he knew Jenny, he had a flyer that looked like he'd torn it off of a wall somewhere so he didn't have all of the information he needed to find her. The man he had asked either didn't know Jenny or if he did he didn't want to say. I walked closer to the man and asked if I could see the flyer. He didn't want to show me because he thought I was too young to see the naked woman on his flyer, I bent a corner of the flyer down and recognised Frank's mother.

"Go down to the main road, turn right and stand opposite the Eight till late, you'll see Jenny's red light if she's free, if she is you go round the backs of the shops."

The man looked shocked that a boy so young could possibly know about prostitutes. When I got home Nigel's car was gone and so was my mother. I started my lunch cooking and started and sorted my weeks washing out. Just like Frank's laundry, I didn't have enough light washing so I found my mother's dirty laundry and added hers into mine. I started the washing and then stripped our beds to make up a third wash, after the colour wash. I found that my mother's mattress was extremely wet from all of her fucking she'd done since four o'clock that morning.

I dragged my mother's mattress off of her bed and propped it up against her open window to dry out. It took me all afternoon to wash, dry and iron my school clothes. I was still alone as I ate my dinner in the evening. I read a book for pleasure rather than a school book at nine o'clock when I heard giggling and voices outside the living room. I was ready for bed, a long T-shirt and a pair of my unisex knickers and nothing else.

I heard my mother's key in the door, I met her in the hallway, I spotted Nigel behind her and a second man behind Nigel. My mum grabbed my shoulder and pushed me towards the stairs, "I need a hand to change my bed please."

I whispered that I'd already done it but I was still pushed ahead of my mother up to my bedroom, "Lock your door if you don't want one or both of them pestering you for sex in the middle of the night!"

I listened to my mother pleasuring two men in her bedroom for two hours before I went to sleep, my door firmly locked all night but the handle was tried several times during the night before I fell asleep. At eight o'clock I heard tapping at my bedroom window, looking out just as Frank threw a hand full of grit up at my window. "Hi Vic, coming swimming with the gang, it's half price before ten o'clock."

I pulled my jeans on and went down to open the door, Frank waved his rolled towel with his trunks in the centre of the roll, "Swimming Vic, half price, Sunday mornings only, come on, the guys will all be waiting."

"Asthma Frank, I told you yesterday, I don't do sports or swimming because of my chest..." 'And because I'd have to turn left into the changing rooms instead of right like the rest of the gang, that might give the game away a little!' But naturally I didn't say that to Frank.

"You have shorts, just wear them, we don't actually swim, we just lark about in the water. Something sparked in my head, I could put my shorts on under my jogging pants, go into the boy's side, change quickly before the rest of the guys undressed and get in the water before them, then leave before the end, blame it on my asthma, if the boy's side didn't have the same layout as the girl's side, they might not have the same four single changing cubicles with pretty pink curtains or the four large family changing cubicles, I could always change out of my wet shorts in the toilets!

I changed and joined Frank on the long walk to the swimming pool, the other local boys were goofing about in the precinct in front of the swimming pool until Frank arrived. Inside the building where you paid for admission there was a floor to ceiling wall of glass into the pool area, there was a long pool for serious swimming and a play pool for the rest of us. I managed to engineer being first in the queue and almost ran so that I could pass through the changing room before Frank and the gang reached it.

Now here's the thing, as bright as I thought I was, I'd only accounted for one variable, our group, as I ran into the changing room I came face to face with eight men and four boys, they were all in various states of undress and it caused me to stop and look around, everything was the same in the men's side as the woman's but the tiles were light blue and the curtains covering the few private changing areas were dark blue, dark blue and all wide open. Most women would try for a private changing area for preference and only get changed in the open area if all other options were already taken but the men just seemed happy to see and be seen in the nude, the men who were fully naked didn't seem to be in any hurry to pull their trunks on.

I undressed; well down to my shorts as the others tumbled through the doors my clothes were already in the basket waiting to be swapped for a rubber wrist band with the number of the shelf where the attendant placed my clothes for safe keeping. I had intended on running through to the pool before any of my friends started to undress but I was transfixed, watching them all getting naked together, I knew my face was red as a beetroot. Frank stood in front of me totally naked with a concerned look mom his face, "You okay Vic?"

"Rushed...too... fast... Just...have...to...get...my...breath...back!" I gasped in pretence of having an asthma attack.

Simon started to take the piss out of me when Frank rounded on him, "Vic has asthma, it's not his fault, leave him alone."

We just messed about for an hour in the small pool, I was keeping an eye on the time, I had three minutes before the claxon would sound and from experience the boys would fuck about in the water for five more minutes after the claxon sounded before leaving the pool. I slipped out of the small pool as the guys were play fighting under water. I crossed over to the big pool and dived in and swam a full width underwater, as I heaved myself out of the other side of the main pool I heard tapping on the big window through to the ticket office. I looked at the man using a coin against the glass to attract attention, a voice rang out, "Hey Frank, isn't that your uncle Sid?"

I stopped short of the entrance to the 'Blue' changing rooms to look at Frank's uncle Sid, Frank looked very worried when he saw Sid at the window with a towel under his arm, Sid grinned at Frank first and then he saw me, I saw a strange look on Sid's face, then a look of recognition and then a lecherous look, a bit like the way that Nigel looked at me whenever he saw me.

I splashed through the footbath as quickly as I could. I pressed the start button on one shower and did a pirouette under the hot water to rinse off some of the chlorine before swapping my rubber wrist band for my basket of clothes. The claxon sounded to signal the end of our time, just as my basket of clothes was handed to me. I almost ran to the first of the private changing rooms, I stepped in and pulled the blue curtain across, it had a large hole in the curtain and three slashes that ran the full length of the curtain.

I ran to the second cubicle, similar damage to the dark blue curtain, all four single cubicles had vandalised curtains, I was about to cut my losses and head for the toilets to use a toilet cubicle to change and dry myself. I did try a family cubicle as a forlorn hope, expecting a similar degree of vandalism to the previous four curtains but as I closed it I found it was fully intact.

I started drying myself off and suddenly my curtain was pulled open. Frank's uncle Sid stepped into my private cubicle. He closed the curtain behind himself before dropping his empty basket on the floor in front of the curtain. "Are you Frank's friend, Vic?"

I was panic-stricken but I nodded my head, "Well, I think I've seen you around very early in the morning when I'm on my way home from the Casino..." Sid pushed me into a corner and reached for the waistband of my shorts, he took a tight hold, "...Only, the Victor I've seen in the past has been more of a..." Sid yanked my shorts down as he said, "...Victoria!"

I was trying to hide my pussy from Sid but he slapped my hands way from my body, "So Victoria, what do you think the authorities will say when I call them over here, and what will Frank think of you when he finds out that you've been taking him and his friends for fools?"

"Please don't tell anyone."

"You're in luck today, I've got a business meeting in the pool so all I'll be demanding from you today is a blow-job, your posh school kicks you out early on Fridays don't they?"

"Yes, I'm usually in town at three forty-five, just before the local kids get out of school."

"Okay, stand on the bench, I need a little insurance..."

"Vic, you in there?"

Simon was hitting the curtain, obviously worried at where I'd gotten too.

"...Fuck off kid, It's occupied!"

Sid waited until he was sure we were alone again, he had pushed me up on the bench seat and spread my legs, he whipped his phone out of his pocket and took a photograph of me against the light blue tiles with my head against the border around the top of the tiles that had the council's logo repeated over and over again in dark blue on the light blue tile, just to prove that I was a girl and to prove that I was in the boy's changing room. "Just a little insurance, I want you at my pub on Friday, come around the back, the door will be open, pop up the back stairs, I'll be in my playroom, first door on the left, don't say anything, just come In!"

"I'll need to change after school, my mother will be expecting it!"

"Okay but make sure that you are in my playroom by four o'clock or your picture, name and address will be in an anonymous e-mail to the council, your school and the police!"

I heard Frank's voice from just the other side of the curtain asking if anyone had seen me or his uncle Sid.

My best friend was just inches away as Sid pulled me down and onto my knees in front of him and forced his cock into my mouth, I could actually see all of my friends as they dried themselves off and dressed through the gap between the curtain and the corner of the opening to the changing cubicle. I was deliberately holding Sid away from his climax until my friends left the changing rooms, I had an idea that as soon as Sid finished off in my mouth he would yank the curtains open and expose my body to all the men in the main room.

As soon as I saw the last of my friends leave I doubled my speed and doubled my efforts, he fired off quickly, I swallowed it all down and had my jogger's on before Sid could open the curtain. Sid actually changed in the main area, I'd air-dried as I was giving him a blow-job, I didn't bother with my pants, just wrapped them in my towel with my wet shorts.

My friends were all hanging around in the outer lobby. I wondered how long they would be my friends for if they found out I was a girl from Sid, "Where the hell did you get to?"

I could tell that Frank was mad at me for pulling my disappearing act, he'd worried that I'd had another asthma attack and was lying dead at the bottom of one of the pools, but he was also relieved that I was fit and well. I thought quickly, "When I got my clothes I saw that Sid bloke walk in, after what you said about him I ran back to the toilets and dried off and changed in one of the stalls."

"Didn't you hear us calling for you?"

"Bloody ears were full of water! All I could hear was the sounds of the seaside in my head."

We walked past the huge window, Sid and three other men were standing in the centre of the pool, the place was almost empty because they'd switched to the full price after our swim. The men just looked like they were having a conversation. Alan asked why they'd gone to the pool and paid all that money just to talk. Frank looked all around and said, "Because we don't have a sauna in town!"

Nine little faces, including mine looked to Frank for an explanation, "Sid saw a film once where the gangsters all went into a sauna so no one could wear a wire and the feds couldn't easily bug the steam room, no windows for a parabolic microphone or laser vibration surveillance, well, we don't have one so the pool is the next best thing"

We were walking back to our own area of town when a local crook stepped out of a shop with a stranger in tow, they were jabbering away together, they weren't speaking English so they weren't being careful what they were saying. Frank asked me what they were saying, "Don't be so fucking stupid Frank, that's Vlad, he's the Polish drug dealer, how the hell would Vic understand Polish?"

"Erm, well, they are polish but they are actually speaking Russian."

I held my hand up to stop my friends talking as we walked behind the two men, the stranger said something and gave a loud belly laugh.

"Apparently they are cousins... although Poles in another country often call each other cousin, even if they aren't even related. The skinny one is Vladimir and the other one is Bedrict, he's laughing because he's just told Vlad that he's on the run, he robbed a big house in Oxford. He thought the house was empty but as he was robbing the place a girl caught him, he raped the girl and took everything of value that he could carry from the house, he had to run here because the girl was able to make a good quality E-fit picture of him."

We reached the road leading to our area, Vlad was a well-known drug dealer and my friends suddenly lost all interest in what I was saying, they just wanted to head off home and forget everything I'd said. "Well, I'll probably see you guys later on today or next week."

I continued to follow the two men, Vlad said, "Come to my house for lunch, see how my wife has changed since we came to England, see how she bitches when I tell her to feed you and that you're going to stay a few days."

Frank suddenly jumped by my side, "Thought you weren't interested!"

"Not...but when Vlad realises that you can understand Russian, you're going to need someone to sweep your remains up and take them home for your mother to grieve over.."

I smiled at him and then I continued to listen in on their conversation. Vlad had suggested to Bedrict that if his wife did rag on him, Vlad would leave to buy a bottle of Polish vodka from town and while he was gone, Bedrict should rape Vlad's wife Irana. "You can hurt the bitch as much as you like Bedrict, in fact kill her if you like, either way she'll be less of a problem for me after."

I told Frank what Vlad and Bedrict were planning, Frank didn't want me to get the police involved, bad for the area to encourage the police in,,. "And if Irana is murdered, don't you think that the police will flood all over the place?"

"You're right, you do it, phone the police tip line and I'll hang out here to see if anyone moves."

I walked back towards town and used the first working phone box I found. I dialled '1471' before the anonymous tip line number, it meant that they wouldn't see the number I was calling from on their screens, it would only take them an hour or so to get the number of the call box I was using but by then I'd be long gone.

I explained about the rape in Oxford, the burglary and rape and gave them Bedrict's full name and the address where he was hanging out, "Oh, and by the way, his cousin Vlad has asked him to rape Irana, that's Vlad's wife, he told him to mess her up, even to kill her if he likes!"

I hung up before they could ask me any supplementary questions to keep me on the line.

When I got back to Frank he'd just told me that no one had left the house when the front door opened. Vlad walked out with an empty plastic bag in one hand and a bottle of Polish vodka hidden under his jacket, carrying it in exactly the same way as Simon had carried two bottles of cider out of the eight till late. Once in the street Vlad popped his vodka into the bag, walked to the end of the road and sat on a low wall, he took a massive, clear plastic bag from his inside pocket. It looked like a bag of grass clippings. He pinched a little out of the bag and rolled a spliff.

As Vlad lit the spliff and a faint blue spark left the end I heard a woman's screams from inside the house opposite. Vlad could actually hear his wife screaming and he smiled as he took another hit from his joint. I was starting to fret, what if the police hadn't believed me, put my call down as a crank call. Well my inner turmoil was very short lived as all hell broke out. four men leaped from a moving car and ran at Vlad, I was watching Vlad closely, he was quite calm, he slipped the huge bag of cannabis down behind the wall he was sitting on, between the wall and a low bush, then he sucked a lung full of smoke from his joint and flicked the red hot spliff at the closest policeman, hitting him right in his eye and taking him out of the equation totally.

There was a flurry of fists and feet, Vlad was more than a match for the three policemen that were left and he was heading across the road for a walkway between a house and the shop that Frank and I were standing outside. I saw only one opportunity, an empty milk crate that had been left outside the shop that Frank and I were pretending to be looking in so that customers could drop off empty milk bottles. I kicked the empty crate in Vlad's path as he was looking over his shoulder at the police spread out over the opposite side of the road. Vlad tripped over the crate at full speed and crashed head first into the corner of the shop's wall and that was Vlad out for the count.

Unseen by us, four other policemen had attacked the house from the rear, expecting their four colleagues to have the front door covered as they expected both men to be inside the house. Bedrict was fighting all the way, he managed to break free of two coppers by head-butting one and plastering his nose all over his face and even though he was handcuffed, with his hands behind his back he looked like he was free and clear until the copper with a bloody face, reached out and tapped Bedrict's right heel, pushing his right foot behind his left and tripping him over on the pavement.

A large van stopped outside Vlad's house, just a white van, no markings on it at all. The driver jumped out of the van and stamped on Bedrict's neck, "The girl you raped in Oxford was only ten years old you fucking animal!"

A voice from the doorway of the house said, "You should see the one in here, he's bloody near killed her, we're going to need an ambulance, quick-smart!"

I saw the driver of the van stamp down on Bedrict's neck again, even though Bedrict wasn't actually moving. Bedrict really needed hospital treatment but he was thrown into the back of the unmarked van. It was like World War Two out in the street, blood was splattered everywhere and unmoving bodies littered the road as well as the pavement. I sauntered across the road, sat on the wall to help a policeman by giving him my pack of travel tissues from my pocket to hold over his burnt eyes, and as I was helping him I helped myself, slipped my hand down between the wall and the bush and retrieved the bag of drugs that Vlad had stashed and I stuffed it under my T-shirt.

I wasn't really a druggy but I'd noticed the blue sparks from Vlad's joint and my clitoris still hadn't retracted under its hood since Friday so I wanted a little to keep my pleasure button extended. As soon as I was clear of the police I transferred the drugs from under my T-shirt and wrapped Vlad's drugs in my towel before walking off in all of the confusion. Frank finally caught up with me as I turned the corner and took the road leading to our estate. "I think you might have killed that Vlad bloke."

I sniffed the shot up my nose, "Well, if I have, I won't be losing any sleep over it, they brought his wife out on a stretcher, and all because she'd become too English for him to control her any longer!"

Frank nodded his head in agreement, I sniffed again, "And if he is dead, he won't come looking for his drugs, will he?"

Frank looked shocked but I wouldn't show him the bag until we reached my house. I emptied out all kinds of stuff from Vlad's large bag, weighed the bag with just the sparkler mixture in it and Frank read off the kitchen scales, looked at the kitchen ceiling for a moment and said, that's worth just short of ten grand.

"Frank, how the fuck can you work out the value of a bag of cannabis but not know how long it'll take two men to dig a hole? Is that the value for straight cannabis?"

Frank nodded his head. I took one of Vlad's Rizla papers and filled it with a little of the content from the bag. I found a pack of filter tips as well and used one as I rolled the joint. I handed it to Frank and he let me light it in his mouth. There were two blue flashes and Frank's jeans suddenly stood out in front of his body, "What the fuck?"

"This isn't straight cannabis, they call it Viagra in a fag.'

I took a turn on the joint, two blue sparks and my clit responded by growing larger. "Vic, what the hell, what about your asthma?"

"It's okay, there's no tobacco in it and the cannabis will help me to relax!"

I weighed out ten, almost equal portions, well, I had a little more for myself but then I took all the risks, I also kept the small bag of blue crystals that I found in the larger bag that Vlad had used to mix with his cannabis stock in the first place. I also kept all of his papers and filters, I didn't see the point in having to go out of my way to have my next sparkler fix.

Frank happily trundled off to his friends on the park to show them the magic of sparking cannabis joints. I'd half expected to have the pleasure of watching Frank get rid of his new found hard-on but he was eager to share the bounty with the rest of the gang.

I spent the afternoon resting and recharging my batteries, Nigel brought my mother home at five o'clock, she was a little spaced out, either drunk or under the influence of drugs so I ended up doing dinner for the three of us, I went to bed early, locking my bedroom door just because Nigel was on the prowl around me. I heard them fucking but nowhere as often, as long or as energetically as Friday night.

I tossed and turned in bed all night, sleeping fitfully, I should have come clean with Frank when we got home from the pool earlier, if I had, I could have told Sid to go to hell, no, actually, if I had plucked up the courage to tell Frank that I was a girl, I would have reported Sid to the police. I could easily have reported that Sid had forced me into the boy's changing room, that he'd molested me and taken dirty photographs of me. Sid would have had a difficult job of explaining why he had a nude photograph of me on his phone.

I got up early, as I went to the toilet I must have woke Nigel because he was fucking my sleeping mother when I returned to my bedroom, he was being quite forceful with her but she still didn't wake up, she must have been well smashed out of her head yesterday not to wake as Nigel was pounding into her body.

I dressed and hurried for my bus stop, it was just before six in the morning as I stood in my school uniform including straw boater, white gloves and tie. I saw Sid leaving the casino and he smiled at me just as the bus arrived and called out, "Don't forget Friday afternoon."

I joined my usual group for breakfast at school, the misfits that no one else wanted to befriend and strangely, we were also all day girls, rather than boarders and we were also the girls that were on free bursaries. I tuned my friends out and eves-dropped in on a conversation going on behind us, on the snooty-bitch table, Esmeralda de-Lsyle was talking about her weekend, she had finally agreed to allow her boyfriend to 'Do the deed' after six months, she leaned forward to whisper, "He was like a fucking horse, I couldn't close my fingers around his cock he was so huge so I had to let two of his friends do me first, one had a long but thin cock, the second had a short fat cock, just over a half as thick as Tarquin's and after he opened me up and laid the slippery carpet Tarquin finally managed to get his cock in me. We're announcing our engagement next month in the Home Counties magazine!" Esmeralda was one of the oldest girls in school, she'd started in the school's nursery and had been a boarder in the school for eleven years and the younger girls eating breakfast with her were all nodding their heads in agreement with Esmeralda and I found myself agreeing with her for the first time since I'd joined the school family.

I tuned out of the snooty-bitch conversation and back into misfit's corner, I did have food for thought though, Nigel's cock was around half as fat as Sid's cock, I could just leave my bedroom door unlocked tonight; after all, Nigel had tried my door every night since he first replaced the empty space at my mother's side in bed. At least that way Sid wouldn't have the satisfaction of breaking me in and if I fucked Nigel a few days before Sid it might not even hurt me at all when Sid fucked me on Friday.

I wasn't the only one who had been tuned into snooty-bitch radio, my friend Annabelle was bemoaning that she'd probably die an old maid, a virgin spinster looking after her mother into her old age. I waited until ballet practice, Anabella and I were in a corner doing bar work in front of the mirror, "Were you being serious about wanting to lose your virginity Anna?"

She looked at me with shock etched into her face, "I'm desperate Sarah...but not desperate enough to let you...well, you know that I love you as a friend..."

I stopped her digging herself into too deep a hole, "Not me you feeble minded bitch...I have a few friends where I live, eight boys and every one of them is desperate to shag a girl!"

"And why haven't you looked after them if they are your friends?"

I shook my head, "Far too weird, they actually think that I'm a boy, we're all just mates!"

The dance teacher gave us both a demerit each for 'Failure to take a full and active role in our physical education.'

At lunch, once again all the misfits were together to break bread, Annabelle pointed her knife at me, "I'd love to take you up on your offer, can I come and see you on Saturday at your house to see if your bike is okay for my needs, if it's too heavy I wouldn't be competitive in triathlon!"

I shook my head, 'Way to go Anna, absolutely no one is suspicious now!'

I still had tonight to get over first, tonight and Friday afternoon. Prep was a trial as was dinner after and my meeting to explain to Mrs Peddly why I'd earned my first ever demerit since starting at the school. I wasn't going to have to serve detention on Friday afternoon as it was my first offence but if I was given a second demerit, I could expect extra prep after school on Friday evening.

Mum had gone to work by the time I got home, I'd forgotten all about her changing over to nights and of course, Nigel was her boss so he was at work as well. I went straight to bed, my bedroom door left unlocked, just in case Nigel brought my mother home again.

I was fast asleep way before nine o'clock and didn't stir until five o'clock in the morning, thirty minutes before my alarm was due to ring. I heard a car door slam and a great deal of shushing from my mother. I jumped out of bed and looked through my window. Nigel and my mother weren't alone in Nigel's car, another of their work colleagues was sitting in the back, "Come on, let me invite Harry in for an hour, you love having two men look after you."

My mother shook her head, Nigel took out his tobacco tin, he had another joint rolled in his tin as well as a little tobacco and a small cluster of the raw sparkler and cannabis mix. He lit the joint, took the first draw and offered it to my mum, I saw her hesitate before she put the cigarette to her lips, "Go on, suck it harder, get a good lung full!"

I saw four blue flashes in rapid succession and Nigel had to step in and help support my mother as she seemed to go weak at the knees. "Well, can I invite Harry in to play for an hour?"

My mother's voice sounded weak and trembling, "Okay but he has to be quiet!'

My mother came up ahead of Nigel and Harry and was busy tidying the bed up as Nigel stood outside my bedroom door, "She's in that room but her door is always locked, you fuck the old bag for twenty minutes and then pop out to the bathroom, check the girl's door and if it is locked just wait in the bathroom for her to come across the hall, do her in the bathroom or drag her back into her own bedroom."

"What about her mum?"

"She won't be a problem, I'm going to shove a little tab of Rohypnol in her mouth before you start, she'll still be active but won't see anything as being wrong for hours, have as much fun as you like."

I waited until I heard the sounds of fucking and then I opened my door, I watched the two men double up on my mum and as she was gasping through her orgasm Nigel popped a small blue pill in her mouth. My mother swallowed on instinct, "What was that?"

You know what it was, just as little something to help you to relax like you usually have!"

I checked Harry's cock out, it was thinner than Nigel's cock and not as long, he would have been as good door opener for me but if I was going to face Sid's cock on Friday I'd need someone larger after Harry, someone like Nigel even though I was really starting to hate Nigel for drugging my mother so often.

Harry was pounding away into my mother, she'd started out climaxing noisily until the effects of Nigel's date rape drug took effect and she quietened down, Nigel was using my mother's mouth, she was still sucking his cock but not with as much effort. Nigel looked Harry in the eye, "You can cum in the old cow if you like but there's much younger meat just thirty feet away, if her door is locked just bust it open and then bust the girl open too."

I closed my door without locking it fully, just the tip of the latch in the keeper and jumped into bed, Harry was on top of me in thirty seconds flat, just the slightest crack sound as the door keeper sprang away from the latch, I didn't struggle or fight, I just took his cock as an easy option. Harry hurt me a little but nothing like Nigel or Sid would have done if they had been my first. I bled quite a lot and suddenly Nigel was standing over me and Harry, just as Harry fired off into me. "You done with her?"

Harry looked up at Nigel, he grinned and nodded his head, "She was lovely and tight, squealed just enough, not so tight now though."

"Okay, go and use the fat cow's mouth to get your cock and balls clean of her blood, you can come back when you're nice and clean, see how a man breaks a girl's spirit and not just her cherry!"

Harry had been content with just lifting the front of my T-shirt and pulling the leg hole of my knickers to one side, Nigel wasn't happy with that, I didn't have much in the way of a body to show off but what little I did have, Nigel wanted to see it all. I fought to keep my clothes on, not so much to keep Nigel off of me. I just wanted to keep some parts of my body away from him. In my mind I didn't want him touching my chest in case he triggered some kind of element, hormone or enzymes that could kick-start my breasts to develop, that would have stopped me hanging out with the guys as one of them.

Nigel got very rough with me, he tore my T-shirt to shreds and as he yanked my knickers to rip them he pitched me off the bed and onto the floor, cracking my head against my bedside table. He didn't bother to drag me back on the bed, he just started fucking me on the floor. I was gasping through the pain and pleasure of having such a fat cock invading my pussy. I felt something small and bitter being forced into my mouth, I remembered watching Nigel do it to my mother and within seconds she turned into a zombie so I spat the pill under my bed and continued fighting.

Harry sat on my bed watching Nigel trying to break my spirit and as he watched Nigel fucking me hard he rubbed himself back to fully erect. Nigel twisted and turned and eventually got me on top of him with my knees on the outside of his hips, "Harry, don't just sit there wanking yourself, get behind the bitch and fuck her arse as hard as you can..."

I'd anticipated losing my virginity, steeled myself to it, in fact Harry had done me a favour by breaking into my body with his small thin cock. Then it dawned on me that Sid had said that he was going to fuck me on Friday afternoon but he hadn't mentioned front hole or back... I'd just assumed that he'd use my cunt but he may have done me the flip side, after all, he fucked boys as well as girls and we only had two things in common sexually, a mouth and an arse.

I made a token of struggling until both men climaxed into me simultaneously before I bucked them both off of my body, "You fucking bastards, I'm going to be late for school now!"

I forced my way out from between the two men and ran from my bedroom,. I slammed the bathroom door but I wasn't inside, I was running down the stairs when I heard, we'll wait for her to get nice and clean and we'll do her again, this time I'll do her arse while you fuck her cunt, by the time her mother comes round we'll have our own little fuck toy for life Harry boy!"

That settled it, I had intended on ringing school and reporting in sick but as I had the phone in my hand I dialled three nines instead of my school's number.

When I was asked which service I required I pretended to be out of breath and whispered that I didn't know, "I've just been raped by two men, one of them is my mother's boss, it looks like they might have drugged her, they tried to drug me but I spat it out."

I was kept talking on the phone for three minutes and I was still answering questions as two police cars skidded to a halt with blue lights flashing but no sirens sounding. "Can you get to the front door to open it darling? My colleagues are outside right now."

I could reach the front door with the phone still against my ear, I unlocked it and just stood there, naked, blood, spunk and other unmentionable liquids running down my inner thighs. A WPC stood with me, she was saying soothing words to me, an ambulance was on its way and as I was being soothed three rather large police officers ran up the stairs and caught Nigel and Harry both naked, fucking my unconscious mother. A second ambulance was called for my mother and a few seconds later the first ambulance turned up.

I was wrapped in a hospital blanket to hide my modesty while the paramedic looked my mother over, she was assessed as being in greatest need of the first ambulance and she was stretchered out to the ambulance first and Nigel and Harry were led away in handcuffs with blankets covering them, both placed in separate police vans, the street outside our house looked like a circus had come to town, neighbours gawping at our house to try and see what was going on.

I was the last to leave the house, a doctor attached to the police service had turned up as well as the CSI team, samples were taken from my every orifice, I mentioned the tablet that had been pushed into my mouth that I'd spat out under my bed and they searched under my bed for the tablet, my bedding was taken as well as the rug from the side of my bed, even my bedroom door and the lock keeper were taken to be analysed.

I had ten interviews during the first few hours in hospital, I actually got a kick out of running through my story, I tried to keep to the facts, no embellishments, no grandstanding...fortunately for me I could remember every word of what I'd planned to say was the truth.

Mrs Peddly visited me in hospital, she had to fight her way past my personal body guards to get into my room, her arms full of books for me to catch up on my schoolwork and a threat that she would visit every day to keep me on track with my school work.

"Can you ask them if I can come to school tomorrow please Mrs Peddly, I'm bored out of my head lying here!"

She looked a little worried, "You might have to stay here a few days, your mother is very ill and they can't contact your father for some reason."

Mrs Peddly could be seen rushing all over the hospital and at ten o'clock in the evening she was back at my bedside, I've managed to get you released, you're coming to live in for a few days, the Social Services were going to put you into a foster family on the dark side of the planet, I made them see sense though, your school is the best place for you, amongst familiar faces.

I was delivered to school by the police woman who had stood at my side comforting me at six o'clock in the morning, she should have been off duty at ten o'clock in the morning but had refused to leave my side all day. Three hundred girls had breached curfew regulations to line the hallways to the dorm that I'd been assigned to, they didn't know exactly what had happened but a girl being brought from hospital by the police was way out of the ordinary. Patricia 'plumb in her gob', our head girl stopped me in the hall, "I know that we don't really see eye to eye Sarah but you're one of us, we've been told not to ask you any questions but if you wanted to talk at any time, my study door is ever open to you, tea and chocolate biscuits and a willing ear, day or night."

My guard said, "You're lucky to come to a great school like this!"

I looked behind me, it was past lights-out so there wasn't a sound, just three hundred girl clapping their hands silently in support of a wounded fellow schoolgirl and Patricia standing there as girls filed past her, "One demerit, out of dorm after lights out!" Repeated as each girl passed Patricia.

I stood watching three hundred girls happily taking their punishment, Patricia's final act was to fill in one last punishment slip for herself, she shrugged her shoulders as she pocketed her punishment slip, I'd guess that was her first ever demerit and she'd given it to herself.

After breakfast I found that I'd been excused morning exercise so I could just watch or do extra prep or have another hour in bed. I found Mrs Peddly and asked her if I could take possession of all of the demerits from all of the girls that had waited to welcome me into school.

"You really want to take over three hundred demerits, you'll be in detention for a year!"

"Well I'd rather not but that would be fairer than them getting punished for me!"

I saw a tear in the corner of my head mistresses eye, "I knew when I interviewed you all those months ago that you were made of the stuff that makes this school great Miss Clarke."

At prayers an announcement was made that any girl that had received a demerit for any reason in the last seven days could pass their demerits over to me and have them expunged from their record. I sat by the door with my hand out, waiting for a mountain of demerit slips to fall on me but instead of slips I got a hug and a kiss from every girl in school, not one wanted to rid themselves of their punishment.

Because of the spirit that I'd shown and that spirit had been matched by the other girls all demerits were expunged anyway, including my first ever demerit for not taking a full part in dance class on Monday morning.

My mother was back at home by Thursday afternoon. I slept in school on Thursday night but went home on Friday. I was taken home by one of my teachers because I had my big bag with me, there was a police officer with my mother, Nigel and Harry had at first denied raping me or drugging my mother but once presented with the mountain of evidence they had pleaded guilty to all charges to try and get a reduced sentence, just a rubber stamp job, it wouldn't even make the newspapers and more importantly, neither my mother nor I would have to go to court to give evidence.

My mother was fully recovered and wanted to get back to work, I did a light meal for us both and at ten minutes to four I dressed as a boy and wandered off towards the Feathers pub to see what Sid had in mind for me. As I walked along I smoked a sparkler, the cannabis helped me to relax and the occasional blue flash helped me to get ready to face Sid's huge cock.

I walked around the back of the pub, the back door was open as Sid had said it would be and as I climbed the stairs I could hear the sounds of sex coming from the door on the left at the top of the stairs. I remembered Sid telling me to just walk in without saying anything so I did.

I guess I wasn't surprised when I saw that Sid was behind Frank, Frank was face down on the bed, fortunately his head was away from the door and his bum was up in the air with Sid kneeling behind him, bollock deep in his bum. Sid looked at me, held his finger to his mouth and gestured for me to stay by the door.

"So, Frankie, what's the deal with that new kid... what's his name? Victor or something!"

"Vic, he likes to be called just Vic."

"So, have you sucked Vic's cock yet?"

"God no!"

I was beginning to think that Sid was setting me up for the big reveal, teach me some kind of lesson for pretending to be a boy to get friends.

"But, you're bound to have touched his cock or let him rub yours!"

"No, we're just best friends."

"You're still not sure are you?"

"What about?"

"Still not sure if you're gay or straight!"

Sid must have pushed a little hard because Frank gasped in pain. "I'm not gay, I don't know why my mother keeps sending me to you to do this to me all the time!"

"Because she's loved me longer than she's known you. I've decided to help you to work out if you're Gay or not! I've got a girl from your school to join us, she likes you a lot but doesn't want you to know who she is, she doesn't want you pestering her at school, boasting to your friends that you've fucked her or going round her house, so I told her that before she got here, I'd blindfold you so you won't know who she is. She won't talk to you because you'll recognise her voice but you can talk to her if you like."

Sid wrapped a sleep mask over Frank's eyes and then pulled a pillow out of its case before popping the pillow case over Frank's head. The case was ten times bigger than it needed to be so Sid trebled it over to make really certain that Frank couldn't see at all. The whole thing was tied in a knot behind Frank's head and adjusted so that it only covered Frank's face to the tip of his nose.

"Okay Sarah, you can come in now!"

I saw Frank's body stiffen when he realised that someone else was in Sid's playroom. "Why don't you suck Frank's cock for him while I finish off in his bum, then I'll leave the two of you alone while I go and wash my cock. Remember our deal Sarah, I let Frankie fuck you and after he goes home you let me do anything that I want to do to you."

I was already on my back, my face under Frank's belly and his cock in my mouth. I felt Frank shudder at Sid's comment that I was going to let Sid do anything he wanted to with me just for Sid arranging for Frank to fuck me. Each time Sid rammed his cock up Frank's bum I got a jet of thick liquid in my mouth, like pre-cum but not as foul tasting.

Sid increased his speed and force in Frank's bum, Frank whimpered a little but I increased my sucking of his cock to try and take his mind off of his painful arse. Sid made a huge thing of his climax and after he filled Frank's arse with his seed, Sid forced a tampon up Frank's bum to keep his spunk up there for as long as possible before rolling off of Frank's back and heading off to the bathroom.

We were left alone while Sid washed his cock. "You don't have to do anything else, you should run for it before Sig gets his hands on you."

I pushed Frank's upper body up slightly, I forced my left leg in between his belly and the bed before wriggling my body fully under his. I reached between us and took his cock in my hand to guide him into my cunt. As he fucked me I kissed him and he went a little berserk fucking me like a crazy man. Frank gave me a lovely little orgasm just before he filled my cunt. Sid had stood there watching Frank's end game and he dragged Frank off of me while Frank wanted to carry on kissing me.

Frank was taken from the play room, the door closed and Sid told Frank to go home, "Tell your mum to ring me as soon as you get home, I don't want you hanging around outside to see who Sarah is."

I heard the back door of the pub close before Sid came back into his playroom. He smiled at me and grabbed my right ankle, lifting my bottom off of the bed and spreading my legs, he smiled at the trail of Franks semen leaking from my body and then he raised his eyebrows when he saw something he wasn't expecting between my legs. He reached down and pinched my clitoris and pulled it hard, stretching it slightly before it escaped his grasp causing me to gasp a little in pain.

"Well, I'll be buggered! I've never seen a clitoris that long before!"

Sid pushed my knees up against my chest and made me wrap my arms behind my knees, he placed one thumb on each side of my vagina and pulled my labia apart. He leaned in and pressed his lips down hard over my clitoris and formed a seal between his lips and my cunt and then sucked my clit into his mouth as hard as he could. I was on pleasure overload from the vacuum against my clit but when he flicked the tip of his tongue over the tip of my clit I went mad with pleasure and bounced right out from under his mouth. Sid was grinning at me as he chased me around the bed and when he finally caught me he straddled my body in an almost sixty-nine position.

Sid used his weight and body to put me back into the same position I was in before I escaped him but this time he was upside down. As Sid began to suck my clit back into his mouth I managed to free my arm enough to pull Sid's cock back and I started sucking his cock, an easy task as he was flaccid still from emptying his balls into Frank earlier.

I couldn't bounce Sid off this time so I just had to take the pain of the enforced pleasure for fifteen minutes. Sid kept up sucking my clit until he regained his erection again and I could no longer hold his cock behind his balls. Sid jumped off of my body and turned so that his cock lined up with my cunt. I watched as Sid shuffled his cock in towards my opening and was shocked to see that I didn't need a mirror to see my imitation cock now and as Sid slipped his cock into my soaking wet hole my clit rubbed down the length of his cock and rubbed into the surrounding cover of tight curly pubic hair. I had reached my climax before Sid was fully engaged in my cunt.

The next hour was just a blur of Sid's sweaty body pounding into me and my head thrashing from side to side as Sid tried to kiss me. At some point I heard Jenny's voice on Sid's Answer phone, she was just a little angry because Sid had told Frank to get his mother to ring but then he didn't pick up the call.

Sid fired off into my body and as he pulled out I was surprised to see that his cock was covered in blood, he must have torn me inside because he was so huge. He lay above me still as he tried to get his breath back, I looked down, Sid's balls were just below my pussy mound and the tip of his rapidly shrinking cock was actually past my belly button, 'How the fucking hell did he get all of that up me?'

Sid had managed to paint my belly with my own blood and his own semen as his cock slithered down to sleep. Sid lifted me up again to look in my gaping open cunt to inspect the damage, "I've turned your cervix upside down, it'll probably right itself in a little while but for now you need a little help to dry up or you'll leave a trail all around town." Sid rammed a tampon up my cunt the way that he'd rammed one up Frank's arse earlier.

I thought that it was all over but Sid had one last surprise, he had a nipple cup and vacuum pump set, he held the glass cups over his nipples and got me to pump all of the air out so that his nipples were sucked deep into the cups. I was a little worried when Sid said that he had an old set that was broken and that he was going to use it on me, the last thing I wanted was to have my nipples encouraged to grow more. I was pushed down onto the bed and the second, broken nipple set was produced, one cup was broken, Sid pulled that cup off and folded the pipe so that it formed a seal, then, instead of placing the one good cup over my nipple he placed it over my clitoris and began pumping the vacuum bulb fast and furiously, sucking my clit right away from my body.

We just sat around chatting for twenty minutes before Sid let the air back into my clitty cup and his own nipple cups. We showered together and every time the soap or flannel went close to my cunt I had another orgasm.

I bumped into Frank and the guys outside Frank's house, Frank took me to one side, "I'm in love!"

"Wow mate, congratulations, who's the lucky..."

"Girl Vic, lucky girl, I've told you before I'm not gay..."

"So who is she? This lucky girl!"

Frank looked crestfallen, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "I have no idea, she asked my uncle Sid to put us together but I'm not allowed to know who she is, just that she's a girl from my school who's about the same age as us."

I didn't stay out late, my stomach was cramping up, Sid's huge cock had twisted my insides and started my period and the gusset of my unisex knickers was feeling very wet.

I walked in just as my mother was about to leave the house to go to work, "Are you bringing Nigel home after work?"

My mother shook her head, "Nigel's been sacked...the big bosses weren't impressed with him drugging me at work for sex...I'm going to miss him though, he was a lot more fun than your father ever has been."

"He was okay but he was very disrespectful to you, he kept passing you around his friends and doing things that you didn't want him to do, every time you said no he just gave you a different drug and you caved in and let him."

Mum shrugged her shoulders, he did make me do things that I wouldn't do, I wouldn't do them for your father either but after Nigel made me do them I realised that I should have just let your dad do them all along."

"You can't help it if things like oral sex make you sick, dad should just get over it."

"One time, one time I was sick after trying to do it for your father and I never let him try again, in the last few days I've drunk gallons of Nigel's stuff as well as all of his friends with no problems at all."

"Well, perhaps dad will smile a little more when he finally gets back from Spain. If he ever gets back from Spain that is."

"If the police through France and Spain play ball it shouldn't take them too long, the convoy can only move at night and only with a police escort. It's around one thousand eight hundred miles give or take so if everything is in place they should be able to drive around one hundred and twenty miles a day so fifteen days out and fifteen days back, probably a day to unload, perhaps two."

"You should take some of that extra money you made and fly to southern Spain, meet dad on his way to the port and spend some time with him."

"I'd love to do that but I couldn't leave you all alone at home and now that the cleaning company are two short they will want me to work more hours rather than less."

Mrs Peddly told me that I can board for another week or two, give you a chance to recover properly so you could go midweek if you can find out where dad is."

"I've promised to go in Saturday night as well as Sunday night, they won't be able to get any new cleaners until after the weekend, perhaps I can get a few days off in the week next week!"

My mother smiled at me for the first time since Nigel had started drugging her a week earlier, she gripped my hand and squeezed it tightly.

At five o'clock in the morning I heard a car in the street outside, I jumped to my window and looked out, the cleaning firm had supplied my mother with a taxi because she was coming home before the bus service had started. She came in, fussed around in the kitchen for an hour before plodding up to bed, all alone this time. I managed to get back to sleep after my mother got into bed and the house fell quiet again but not for long, I heard another car outside at eight o'clock. Again I jumped out of bed, a very beat up old banger was in the street, a man and woman in the front seat and an Annabelle in the back seat with an overnight bag on her lap.

Annabelle walked up to my front door, the overnight bag worried me, if I went to the door as Vic her parents might be suspicious, it was obvious from the luggage Anna was carrying that she'd told her parent's that we were having a sleepover at my house so I had to shift quickly from Vic to Sarah and put a dress on over my long T-shirt and unisex knickers. At the door I had to be careful that none of the local boys saw me in a dress or Vic might get a terrible reputation.

"Planning on staying long Anna?"

Annabelle spoke through gritted teeth. "Don't give me a hard time, just smile at my parents and wave them goodbye!"

Anna and I both waved as her parents drove away from my house. "If it's a problem I'll ring them later and tell them that I want to come home early instead of sleeping the night, it really pisses them off but I've done it three times from real sleepovers in the past...you'd think that they'd get their freedom fuck out of the way early instead of leaving it until they go to bed and suddenly find I'm back home early to spoil their plans."

I guided Anna up to my bedroom, she gave the doorframe a strange look and the fact that my mother was naked on top of her bed with her door propped wide open caused her yet another jolt. "What...were you expecting a bedroom door or something? We're in times of cutbacks, severe cutbacks, I'm lucky to have a frame in the hole. I might get a door sometime next year."

Annabelle stroked the rough areas where the hinges had been and the other side where the lock keeper should have been.

"No Sarah, no joking, where's your door gone?"

"You know that last week Mrs Peddly told everyone not to ask me questions right?"

"Right!"

"Well, this is part of 'That which we may not converse about!' All part of the bigger picture...Want to use my telephone to call your parents back now?"

Anna stroked my upper arm, "No, it's not important, what the hell, door there...door not there, door open...door closed. Doors are very over rated...let's call it open plan living. So who is this boy that you're so sure will...make me into a woman?

You will have eight or nine boys to choose from but before we get started you have to say that you're my girlfriend, do you think that you could make that believable?"

Annabelle walked to my side like a catwalk model and draped her arm over my shoulder before leaning in close and locking her lips on mine. I left her kissing me way too long before pushing her away, "Anna, not now...just when the guys are around."

Annabelle giggled as she wiped her lips dry, "But I don't understand...if I'm supposed to be your girlfriend...which of your friends would make a move on me?"

"I've used the excuse that I have asthma to get out of doing anything too boisterous with them...I'm planning on asking my friend Frank to help me out, I'm going to tell him that you'll finish with me if I don't fuck you soon, I'll make up some way that Frank can do it for me so I can keep you as my girlfriend!"

"Oh I'm a keeper all right!"

There was a hand full of grit at my window, I was about to go over but remembered that I still had Sarah's dress on. I stripped both dress and T-shirt off and as I walked to the window I whispered, "Change into your nighty...fast!"

I hung my head out of the window, "For fuck's sake Frank, the door has a knocker on it...I have to keep sweeping grit off of my carpet in here!"

"It's football time."

"Hang on a bit!"

I pulled my head back into the bedroom, "Are you happy for my mate to see you like that?"

"You're not bringing him up here are you?"

"I thought that you wanted to have sex with a boy!"

"Well, yes I did...do!"

"Well, get Frank interested, he'll be more impressed if he can see a little hair through your nighty!"

Annabelle slipped out of her knickers and slipped into my bed while I went downstairs. All I had on was my unisex knickers, fortunately my clit was standing out just enough to bulge the front of my knickers out a little, not as much as a boy with a bone would do but at least Frank would see a little bulge.

"Morning Frank, I've got company, would you like to come up for a minute?"

Frank looked at me standing in just my pants and grinned at me before nodding his head eagerly. I went up first and Frank followed me, at my bedroom he said, "Where's your door Vic?"

"Fuck Annabelle, I've only been gone two minutes and you've let some thieving bastard pinch my door!"

Annabelle pretended to wake up, she rolled over onto her back and exposed herself almost to her crack and I saw Frank pale slightly, he swallowed hard and his shorts suddenly tented out in front of him.

"Anna...Frank. Frank...Annabelle!"

Frank reached out his hand to shake Annabelle's hand. I could almost feel the sexual tension between them. I pulled my shorts on and started looking through my drawers to find a matching T-shirt. "Frank wants me to go with him to the park to watch him play football Anna, you want to come along with us?"

"Vic, I didn't come over to watch football, there's something you're supposed to be doing for me here today before I go out of my mind with frustration!"

I looked at Franks face, he grinned at Annabelle's comment and his eyes were fixed between her legs. I rolled onto the bed from the opposite side to where Frank was standing, I locked my lips over Anna's lips and we tongue wrestled for a full two minutes, Anna's hand went straight between my legs to where my cock would have been if I had been a boy, I stopped her, "I told you when you turned up last night that my chest is off, I can't do anything until after the pollen season's over!"

"I think you're just making up excuses so you don't have to..." Annabelle theatrically stopped herself and looked over at Frank, then she placed her mouth against my ear, "...I need 'IT' darling and I'm losing my patience with you!"

I shrugged my shoulders and tapped my chest but said nothing more. Annabelle twisted a little more and her nighty rode up slightly, now Frank could see wisps of hair poking out from beneath the hem of her nighty and I almost saw the desert forming in his mouth as he found it difficult to swallow. I had to force the smile from my lips looking at Frank pointing to Anna's cunt hairs from the inside of his shorts and suddenly a dot of moisture appeared through his shorts above his cock's little eye.

"I'm going to make toast and a glass of milk, anyone else want some?"

Annabelle smiled at me, I'm starving, I'd like two slices of toast please with a little butter and some jam if you have any."

I looked at Frank but he didn't see me, his eyes were glued to the wisps of hair that seemed to be waving at him, I hit Frank's arm, "Toast Frank?"

He thought for a moment and then his eyes went straight back to Annabelle's pussy, he grinned and said, "I could manage a slice or two of toast...so long as it's white bread that you're toasting."

I left the room slowly, playing on my supposedly bad chest. I wasn't on the first tread of the stairs before I heard Annabelle say, "Are you a good friend of my Vic's, Frank?"

I didn't hear a reply so I guessed that Frank was nodding his head, "Would you like to help him out...do something for him that he can't do for himself Frank?"

Again I didn't hear Frank but guessed that he was nodding his head, I heard Frank gasp and Anna say, "Well come here and help Vic out a little!"

I smiled as I stood on the top step, Annabelle was a timid little mouse at school, she'd been battered and bullied because, like me, she was a day student from a poor family so she'd spent years hiding in her shell, I knew that she was playing a role as she lay in my bed, I'd set the scene for her, I'd 'Dressed' her, told her to take her knickers off, told her that it was up to her if she got a boy to fuck her or not and she'd risen to the challenge. I sat on the top step and leaned back slightly to look through my open bedroom doorway.

All of the bedding had been kicked off of my bed and Annabelle was totally naked, Frank was kneeling on my bed kissing Anna as she was pulling his T-shirt off over his head. I sat and watched Annabelle strip Frank totally and pull him to her. I watched as Frank's cockhead touched Anna's cunt and he pulled back slightly, he whispered, "I'm sorry Annabelle but I can't do it, Vic's a mate of mine!"

Anna panicked a little, the 'Vamp' I'd seen blossom a few minutes earlier wavered back towards mousiness for a moment and then she took a firm hand on the situation again and yanked Frank's body against hers and she gasped as she finally got her first boy's cock in her cunt. As soon as Frank's cock was 'Gloved' he lost all resistance and began bouncing up and down on top of Anna and I slipped down to the kitchen quietly.

I made six slices of toast and set up a tray with a pint of milk, three glasses, three plates, three knives and a jar of apricot jam and staggered back to my bedroom under the weight of the tray. I wasn't being overly quiet on my return to my bedroom but Anna and Frank didn't hear me coming. I leaned in the space that once boasted a door just waiting for Frank to finish. I thought that I was going to be okay with two of my friends fucking but I found that I was slightly jealous of Annabelle, seeing that Frank was giving her a toe curling experience in my bed when he could have been looking after my needs, so both jealous and horny, a very new combination for me.

Annabelle's head was thrashing from side to side and Frank was trying to kiss her as her mouth passed his, Anna opened sleepy eyes and saw me leaning on the doorframe and she smiled at me, Frank noticed her stopping her thrashing and he followed her sight line to my face and he froze for a second before jumping away from Annabelle's body. I looked down at Frank's cock, as I expected, Anna had been a virgin and the proof was all over Frank's cock, I looked at my bottom sheet, all bloody and between Anna's legs too.

"I thought you said that your period wouldn't start until Monday or Tuesday, that's why you came over today because we could do it without a condom!"

Annabelle looked at the mess but fortunately she thought on her feet quickly, "I guess that Frank was a little eager in me and has brought me on a little early!" Anna giggled a little as she looked at Frank standing, his hands hiding his bloody cock and in an almost catatonic state babbling over and over again that he was sorry.

I smiled at Anna and said, "You finished baby?"

"Gosh, over and over again darling!"

Annabelle was giggling again as I looked at Frank, "Did you cum Frank?"

He struggled to talk coherently but managed to burble out, "No Vic honestly, I didn't cum in her!"

I looked back to Annabelle, did you want to feel Frank cum in you darling?"

Annabelle was still giggling and she shook her head, "No...thanks for the offer but I just needed the climax...would you like me to give you a helping hand Frank, I'd hate you to get blue-balls from helping me out!"

Frank looked at me, he looked shocked. "Don't look at me Frank, if you want to empty your balls Annabelle here is the only one offering to help you out...Why don't you two pop into the shower together, you can get clean and empty your balls at the same time."

Annabelle didn't so much walk through to the shower she floated just above cloud nine. They played under the water together while Annabelle worked out how to get Frank off with her hands and other parts of her body. Once they were both clean and Frank's balls had been lanced they came out of the bathroom, Frank was fretting About his other mates playing football on the park so he dried himself and dressed quickly, I promised to join him on the park after Annabelle had dried and fixed her hair, "Could take a while, there's a whole lot of hair going on there mate!"

Frank left and I stood at the window watching him to the gate, he looked back at me as Annabelle launched herself at me crushing my lips with hers, as she forced me onto the bed I saw Frank smile over his shoulder.

I managed to get my mouth away from the vacuum pump built into her lips, "What was that all in aid of Anna you lesser!"

"I was just thanking you for my birthday present!"

"I didn't know it was your birthday Anna!"

"Oh it isn't, it's just that you missed my last thirteen birthdays before you came to our school and giving me Frank had more than made up for it."

My mother got up to use the toilet, she looked in my bedroom and saw me rolling around on my bed with a very busty, very naked, girl. The kind I would call a 'Girly-girl!' "You do know that there is something very seriously wrong going on inside that wig-stand that you call your head, don't you Annabelle?" I managed to extricate myself from Annabelle's embrace and waited outside the bathroom for my mother to get out. I looked back at Annabelle on my bed...I'd unleashed a monster. Annabelle was rolling around on my bed as if I were still attached to her arms. Anna looked like a kitten that had overdosed on catnip and was letting everyone share in her ecstasy.

The bathroom door opened, "I hope that this isn't your reaction to what happened last week Sarah...not all men are like Nigel and Harry!"

I smiled at her and shook my head, "No mum, that's a school friend, Annabelle...she had a bad case of virgin blues so I told her she could come here for a sleepover and meet one of my friends from the rough side of the tracks. She was just grateful for my help in curing her of her virginity."

My mother ruffled my hair and I instantly had my comb out to rake it back down into its usual short back and side's perfection before my mother reached her bed again.

"Get up and get dressed Anna, do your hair and your face, make yourself look pretty for the boys and while you do that I'll get my bottom sheet in the wash before your blood sets into a stain."

We walked to the park and Annabelle draped herself around my neck as we watched the leg kicking game on the park, "Which of the guys would you like to try next time Anna?"

She watched all nine boys running about and she said, "Frank, when can we play again?" "Wouldn't you like one of the others?"

"I don't want to get a bad reputation around your part of town but Frank is really great, he's just thick enough to not realise when he takes a girl's virginity but his cock feels really great in my body!"

"Hey doll, you're not breaking up with me are you?"

Annabelle got another fit of the giggles and realised that all eyes were on her so she hid her embarrassment by burying her head in my shoulder and while she was in there she started to kiss and bite my neck. I looked at Frank, the only boy that I'd ever considered as boyfriend material was looking at me and smiling, I was suddenly reminded that I'd watched Frank and Annabelle fucking on my bed as Frank took her virginity and I was still turned on from watching them fucking, it was a good job that Sid had started my period early the day before because it meant that I had a tampon in my cunt or my knickers and the crotch of my shorts would have been soaked with my lower saliva...Sid jumped into my head...I was turned on and I couldn't ask for help from any of my footballing friends and I certainly didn't want Annabelle to get rid of my frustrations.

I checked my watch, it was ten thirty and I knew that the Three Feathers pub didn't open until twelve o'clock...Sid was the obvious answer to my 'Itch!' Sid wouldn't refuse to fuck me and he already knew my secret, he already knew my secret and I knew that I could take him in my cunt because he'd already had a fitting just twenty hours earlier.

"Annabelle, do you want to hang around here watching the guys playing kickleg, I've got an errand to run."

"I'd rather come with you."

"I'm going to visit a man to get rid of a little itch I have."

"I'd still like to come, you watched me and Frank fucking so I should be allowed to watch you perform!"

Even though no one was near us I still turned my back on my friends to whisper in Annabelle's ear, "The man I'm going to see would want to fuck you...probably would rather fuck you than me and his cock is at least four times fatter than Frank's as well as twice as long."

I felt Annabelle shiver under my arm, "I'd love to watch that monster go in you and I'd be happy to try it out for size as well."

"Don't you think that it would be better to walk before you tried to run?"

Anna shook her head, "This might be my only weekend of insanity, I'll come back to my senses on Monday and I'll turn back into the cowardly Lion again!"

We walked along together to the Feathers, I told Annabelle not to mention to anyone that we'd been to the Feathers' public house. I took her around to the back door and turned the handle, the door was locked unlike how I found it on Friday but then, on Friday Sid was expecting me to turn up at four o'clock in the afternoon, he'd also arranged for Frank to be there and he knew that he'd be busy in bed with Frank and he didn't want Frank to get a look at me so he'd left the door open.

I found a bell-push at the side of the door and pressed it, Sid's playroom window opened and Sid hung his head out, he smiled at me, "Hi Vic, I wasn't expecting you to visit me again until next Friday."

I kicked at a stone, I was suddenly embarrassed, Sid was in his playroom and he could already be engaged in some kind of sexual act with someone else. I grimaced slightly as I looked up at Sid above me, "I let my friend here play with Frank and I got a little turned on from watching them!"

Sid looked very surprised at my confession, he pulled his head back in to the bedroom and then it suddenly appeared again, "Am I being offered my choice, both of you or just you Vic?"

I looked at Annabelle, "He's a monster but it's up to you, if you want to come up I think you might have to agree to let him fuck you too and it'll hurt you...a lot!"

Anna looked up at the window, "Can I come up and watch, if I think I can take it after I've seen you and Sar...erm, Vic, then I'll let you try after."

Sid rubbed his chin, "If I let you come up with Vic you'll have to strip naked so I can look at your beautiful tits!"

I looked at Annabelle again, looked at her tits...Sid was dead right, Anna wasn't big, she was thirteen years old and her breasts ere only thirty-four inches but her cup size was 'DD' and because she was so young and fit there wasn't an ounce of sag, her breasts stood out from her chest as two perfect hemispheres even when naked.

Annabelle's eyes met mine, "Ok, I'll strip off as well as Vic."

Sid dropped a single key down to us, "Let yourselves in and lock the door behind you...oh, and bring the key up with you."

I took the key and unlocked the back door to the pub, a I fiddled with the key to lock the door Annabelle was already unbuttoning her blouse, she handed me her blouse to hold for her before we reached the first step, I was carrying her bra by the third step, "You don't have to strip off down here Anna, you could undress in Sid's playroom."

"I never get to walk around home in the nude, not even in my bedroom in case my father walks in on me so I'm making the most of my weekend of madness."

I had her skirt over my arm before the top step and Annabelle almost broke her neck as she fought to get her knickers off. Annabelle followed me into Sid's playroom wearing just her red leather sandals and knee length white socks. Sid was watching Blue films before we turned up so he was already hard and he stood up to welcome us, as he did Annabelle gasped when she spotted the size of his cock.

Sid pulled Anna down onto the bed while I undressed, he made a meal of eating her tits and rubbing his hand all over her pussy giving her several orgasms with his fingers as I stripped. I was dragged down onto the bed at the side of Anna. Sid had moved from eating Annabelle's tits to eating her between her legs and he swapped from her pussy to mine, "I see your clitoris is still swollen, did you use my present this morning?"

Annabelle sat up to look at my pussy as I said, "No, my friend turned up really early this morning so I didn't have the chance."

There was a squeal from Annabelle, "You have a little cock down there Sarah!"

Sid sealed his lips over my clit and started to suck it into his mouth causing me to go from a standing start to a full blown orgasm in two seconds flat. My pleasure was cut short by Annabelle insisting that Sid did the same to her. Before Sid's mouth left my pussy he spat in my hole and he plugged his cock into me as he dragged Annabelle up the bed so that he could fuck me as he worked on getting her clit out from under her tight hood. I wasn't really interested in what Sid was doing to Anna, I was more interested in keeping our bodies engaged without his upper body holding me down on the bed but I did hear the change in Anna when Sid finally freed her clit from under its protection.

I was only on my two hundredth orgasm when Sid jumped out of me and landed between Anna's legs, she screamed the house down but Sid was already more than half way up her, I rolled onto my side and watched as Sid fucked her slowly as he ate her breasts once again. Annabelle grabbed me and pulled me over to her so that she could force me to kiss her on the lips as she panted through the pain of Sid's massive cock in her cunt.

Sid wasn't actually fucking Anna, he was just laying there with his cock halfway in her cunt but it didn't stop Annabelle climaxing just from the pleasure and pain of having a tree trunk stuffed up her cunt. Sid gave a tentative push and Annabelle gasped in pain so Sid gave up, he pulled out of Anna and slipped his cock back into my cunt. Sid went a little crazy fucking me and he was soon exploding in my cunt. "I'm sorry that I didn't have long to play today Vic but come back any time...what free time I have I'll happily share with you. Get your friend a big dildo, if you don't want to buy one, just find a large carrot or a cucumber to get her ready for next time."

Sid left us to get dressed while he went and opened the pub, all Annabelle could talk about was going back to my house to find something to push up her pussy. Annabelle was very disappointed to find that I didn't have any vegetables suitable to push up her tight cunny but she was pleased enough when I suggested using a half pint bottle. Unfortunately Sid's cock was way bigger than a half pint bottle so I had to wash out a pint milk bottle and used that to open Annabelle fully.

Once Annabelle could take the whole bottle up in her pussy I got the pump that Sid gave me and I hooked that over Anna's clit and gave her a jolly good sucking right on top of her clitty. It got a little boring to be honest, Annabelle insisted on me fucking her all afternoon with the bottle until it no longer hurt her even when the bottle was so far up her cunt that it couldn't be seen at all in the outside world.

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