Date: Fri, 29 Jun 2007 16:13:34 EDT
From: Andichan@aol.com
Subject: Kate and Amy and....

This work might be offensive to some as it contains content of a sexual
nature between minors / minors, minors and adults. The basic story line is
factual.  The writer was not involved in any event portrayed within but is
just the vehicle to relay the story.

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KATE AND AMY AND......


I really don't know why I'm doing this. I've soul searched and talked with close
friends, gone to quiet places and thought long and hard about putting this down
on paper. I've an understanding male friend in Andy, (not the one talked about in
this account, I must say! His wife would kill him if she thought he was 'my' Andy!)
Through my ramblings and notes jotted on pieces of paper, he has agreed to
word process this stuff. A great mate and perhaps the only man I can bear my
soul to. Even given the age difference, if I wasn't the way I was, well.........
Fact number one; I'm a lesbian.
Fact number two; I'm really happy to feel that way, some members of my family
aren't so sure------ but it's my life and only I can live it.

Now, at the tender age of twenty-eight, I can see how events unfolded. I was
young and totally without experience of the world.

My Dad was in the merchant navy and once he considered us old enough to go
to boarding school, my elder brother and I were shipped to single sex schools. I
was eleven, and Paul was fourteen.

I missed my mum dreadfully however my dad, having almost always been at sea,
was again just a distant memory.

I settled in well and shared a room with two other girls. Schoolwork went well and
I had a good crowd of friends. I wasn't too hot on the hockey field but I was a
good swimmer, so that made up for my shortfalls at field sports!

My thirteenth birthday came around and I was thrown a small party to celebrate.
Most of the gang where there. To top it all, I was told that I was to move to a
single share dorm, me and one other girl.
She was fourteen and a bit but we hit it off from the first meeting. We had the
same sense of fun, clothes and stuff. It was sort of hero worship. She had poise,
she was street wise and so much fun to be with. We would talk until the small
hours about everything. We would be seen arm in arm giggling and laughing,
head to head and then the outburst of uncontrolled laughter. Fantastic to have
that sort of a friendship.

I was not a very well developed kid. It came late to me in life but the feelings
were still there and I remember very clearly, the feelings about boys. I would
watch them on 'Top of the Pops' and go ''wow!!!!!! but when I was in there
company , they were brash and sexist. I was turned off big time.
I wasn't bothered because I was comfortable with my friend and that's all I felt I
wanted. I know now that it wasn't a phase that a lot of girls go through however,
for a while, I wondered if I was abnormal because I couldn't connect totally with
the other girls in my year. Sure. I made all the right noises but my heart wasn't in
it and yes. I felt different.













July 17th.I will never forget. I contracted scarlet fever.
I was hospitalised for two months and thought I was going to die...Parents the
other side of the world and me in quarantine. No visitors, no contact and really
frightened. Hospital staff were great but the feeling of being abandoned  will
never leave me.

Finally I was returned to school. Medical unit job to regain strength. A matron
with attitude didn't help.,.I was very weak following the high temperature I'd had
for so long so maybe she was right in refusing visitors for a time. Anyhow, one
Saturday afternoon, it was the day of the ''round robin'' hockey game. Right at
the end of the season. Amy, my room mate, was good  as her word. She made
the first chance to come and see me, and I was more than a bit surprised,
coming out of the shower, to hear her knocking at my door. Her team had lost the
first two games and were out of the tournament. She had asked for a pass to
come and see me and told it was ok. I shrieked ''Yes Yes come in!!'' and dived
under the bed clothes stark naked.

I was just so pleased to see her! She leaped on to the bed and held her arms out
to me. We hugged and then she sat back.
''Oh God, I thought I'd lost you''' she said.
''I thought I was dying, and I was so scared'' I replied.
''No. I really thought you were going to die on me and I couldn't take all that,
you're too special''

We talked and talked...About school life, most of which I'd missed out on hearing
about for two months, about the gossip and the other girls, the crisis in the school
dining room when someone went mad and accused the head cook of being a
mass poisoner and chucked up all over the table. Girl stuff but after that period of
time away from ''normal life'', I was in heaven.

We hugged again and this time it was more than just a hug. We really held each
other. We were both crying and trying to talk to each other at the same time but
the moment overtook us both. Amy, between sobs, tried to joke, ''I want to cuddle
you, not your bed sheets!!''
''Ok. '' I said and flung the duvet aside.

Amy kicked off her gym shoes and leaped onto bed, still wearing her polo shirt
and plaid hockey skirt. We hugged and cried and told each other how much we'd
missed each other.

I don't know why I said it as a young girl but it just came out.
''You wanted to cuddle me, not the bed sheets? Can I cuddle you and not your
clothes?''
She broke off and removed her polo shirt, skirt and pants, then buried her head
under the duvet and rolled down her socks. We entwined.
I could feel her silky smooth body next to me. Her little breasts pressing against
my yet barely unformed chest. I felt so good. I wanted this to happen. God, I
wanted breasts too. I wanted her to love me. She did. I didn't know it was
naughty. I felt so ,-so,- so alive!! I didn't understand that this wasn't the thing that
nice girls do.

Amy was giggling again!
''Oh! We're being naughty!''
''Yes!'' I giggled, '' I think so but I love it!''

She ran her hands down my back and over my shoulders. I felt so very good and
so I did the same to her but scared of what the reaction would be.
 We blossomed together. Bodies locked together. She buried her face in my neck
and wept.
Perhaps some guilt crept in but I was totally into it perhaps because I'd no other
experience. I kissed her neck ^Ö just a peck at first ^Ö but then something rather
long lasting. A real neck smooch!!
Then she broke away and looked at me in the eye^×still holding me^×and gently
kissed me on the mouth ^Ö working her tongue around my mouth and chin, I just
had to open up to her and let tongue meet tongue.
We kissed and caressed each other getting more worked up by the minuet but
then heard the sound of footsteps along the corridor. Amy was out of bed like a

shot, bundling up her clothes, into the bathroom and locked the door. I threw on
my night dress just in time to see matron walk in through the door.
''You look very flushed, young lady. Are you sure you feel alright?''
''Oh yes matron'', I stammered, ''I'm fine, it's just a bit warm in here.'' Just then,
Amy stepped from the bathroom.
''You look all hot and bothered as well. It must be catching.''
''I think it's all the running around on the hockey pitch.'' Replied Amy, giving me a
sideways wink.
''Well, say your farewells and run along. This girl needs rest if she's to get back
into school life quickly''.
Matron left the room and went off back down the corridor. Amy came over and
kissed me briefly on the lips, smiled and left the room.
My head was swimming. Thoughts running around in my head with no logic to
them, just all muddled up, my heart rate felt like double what it was normally. I lay
down and closed my eyes and after a short while drifted off to sleep.



2


''Matron, I'm bored. When can I get back to classes?''
Two weeks had passed since Amy had visited and I had regained a lot of my
strength thanks to good nursing but above all a determination to get out of the
sanatorium , back to normality, and even more, back to Amy. I was very innocent
but even I knew that somehow there was unfinished business between us.
''The doctor is visiting this afternoon. Let's wait and see what he has to say, shall
we?''
After a thorough examination, the doctor declared me fit enough to return to
school but cautioned me not to overdo things.
''You can swim if you wish'', he said, ''the exercise  will do you good. Just a little
and often and you are to stop as soon as you feel tired''.
I was overjoyed! I packed,- no threw my things into my bag and made my way
back to the room I shared with Amy. Classes were still going on and so I dumped
my stuff on my bed, grabbed my swimming gear and headed off to the pool.
Having changed into my little white bikini, I slipped into the warm water and
gently swam up the length of the pool. Up and down, up and down the length of
the pool, increasing my speed with each length. The water felt like an old friend.
It enveloped me, it soothed me, I was in my element.

I was aware of someone else diving in to the water but carried on swimming,
unaware of the other persons identity. Water can have a very disconcerting
sound quality. Drop a pebble in to two foot of water when it's quiet and it sounds
like a depth charge but when I was thrashing up and down the pool, creating my
own noise, it was less than a slight distraction.

Suddenly this other body collided with me, stopping me dead. I was just about to
give that body a mouth full when I saw it was Amy.
''So good to have you back!'' she yelled, ''I saw your gear on the bed and
guessed where you would be so I just had to come and join you!''
Treading water, she out stretched 'her hands to me. We touched and she pulled
me towards her and held me close. She relaxed her hold and let go with one
hand and gently touched my shoulder. Her hand slowly ran down across my
chest and around my waist until she was stroking my bum cheeks. She ran her
hand around and up my tummy and back to my shoulder.
''Kiss me, please kiss me? I've missed you so much?''
I needed no second request. Our lips touched and parted. Gently at first but
getting more urgent  by the second.
Suddenly we heard the sound of doors slamming and the gaggle of voices in the
changing room. We broke off.
''Damn'', I said, ''Why all these interruptions!''
''Won't have any interruptions after lights-out!'' she giggled. ''I'd better go now''
and turning she swam off down the pool. She turned and waved as she got out of
the water. I remained treading water hungrily feasting my eyes on her exquisite
form as she walked toward the entrance to the changing room. Just as she was
about to disappear from view, she turned and blew me a kiss and smiled an
impish smile.

The rest of the evening following supper seemed like an eternity.
 I was on my own in the room, Amy being in the library doing her prep for the
following day. I tried to read but couldn't maintain concentration.
Although I'd showered after the swim, to try and relieve the tedium, I undressed
and put on a bath robe. I wandered down to the shower block and let the water
do its work. I soaped my self all over and relaxed under the jet of the shower.
Having washed my hair, I towelled off, donned my bath robe and returned to our
room but via the post room. A letter from my mother asking after my health and
giving me all the news of their latest ports of call.
Back in the room, I was unaware that Amy, having finished her prep, had also
been back to the room and was on her way to the shower block.
I took off my bath robe and slipped into my nightie. I took a chair to the mirror and
dried my hair and brushed it until it shone .
I stood up just as Amy appeared in the doorway.
''Hello beautiful!'' she said. She tossed her sponge bag onto the dressing table,
turned and locked the door.
I don't know why I was supprised but when she stepped out of her bath robe she
was completely naked.
''Oh my God! Amy!! I, --um, -- wow!!"
''I, -um, wow??" she retorted, "What's that mean?"
''God, you're really beautiful, I ^Ö I mean really beautiful!'' I said.
Amy blushed a deep blush and hurried to cover her self up.
''Hey, I'm sorry. Really, I didn't mean to, er, embarrass you! I don't know what's
happening to me''
Amy broke down. She wasn't crying, not tearful, more, just shaking with
something of a nervous reaction.
After what seemed like an age, I spoke up. Amy was obviously very shaken and I
knew that I was the root cause of the problem.
"I'm so sorry about last night. I took advantage of you. If --- you want to shift
rooms, I do understand, I don't know what came over me. I just ----",

''I don't know either. Sometimes my head tells me that we're too close but my
heart tells me something else. I'm not sure what's happening to me either. I know
this. I never wanted to upset you. I want you to be with me for ever! Don't let me
go now!''
Amy sat up and looked at me straight in the eyes.
''You mean that, don't you! You really do, don't you!''
Yes I really did. I wanted to be close to that girl. I was in love for the very first
time. An innocent beginning but the best, God knows, what was yet to happen to
me.

Amy got up and dried her eyes. I couldn't keep my eyes off her willowy form. She
was just so beautiful.
I think she played to the gallery once she had regained her confidence, she
started to move her bum in a very provocative way when she walked across the
room.
''Kate?
Amy was out of the bathroom. She looked at me and then looked away and then
spoke.
''This afternoon, in the pool, can we, um, do you want----''
''Yes. Yes please. I want to cuddle you''
Amy still wasn't sure I'd understood. ''Yes but that cuddle was--well^×''
''Amy. Please hold me. I need something. I ^Ö I need , I need, ---you to hold me!!

God knows how I got the words out but it was so worth it!


Amy stood up. She looked fantastic. Young, upset, flushed but with that spark
that I still see today in her.
She took my hand and guided me over to my bed and then wrapped her arms
around me, pressing her lithe young body into mine and kissed me delicately on
the lips running her hands freely around my body.
'' You can touch me to, you know!'' she giggled. I let my hands roam over her soft
warm flesh.
She felt like silk. Soft and frictionless. The smell of her body after the bath was
intoxicating. It was as if I was on drugs. Totally overwhelmed. Just immersing
myself in this feeling of love, my head swimming, unable to stop it from
happening even if I'd wanted it to.
I didn't want it to stop. I wanted this to happen. What was going to happen? I
didn't care. HAPPEN, HAPPEN!! WHATEVER!!

We caressed each other, getting more and more turned on by the minuet.
Was it all part of the lesbian wooing thing, or did it just happen? I lost my footing
and fell back onto the bed. Blushing my apologies, I made half an attempt to
stand up but I was met by Amy coming down with me.
''Just cuddle me'', she said. ''You feel so good and I've missed you lots. Hold me
and let's be close.''

Feeling her little but well formed tits pressing into my own small, post nymphet
bumps felt so good. Amy turned so we were side by side and we explored each
other with our hands. Holding each other close but able to gently touch each
others backs and bums.

My body felt as if it was on fire. My groin was pulsating with pleasure and I could
feel Amy writhing into me. Juices were running inside me and I had the
overwhelming desire to touch myself  ''down there'' but no. I wanted Amy to do it
to me and I wanted to do it to her.



I slid my hand down her shoulder and gently massaged her back and down to
her bum kneading gently and as sexily as I could. I moved away slightly and Amy
moved more on to her back. Running my hands down the front of her thighs
towards her crotch. Her head went down and kissed my nipples. One then the
other. I could feel the feeling of complete wonderful completion coming across to
me but I needed more. I wanted to do that to her and as soon as she came up for
air I took my chance. Young, yes. Turned on, yes.!!
 I pulled away and like a beginner took my chance. Leaned into Amy and
searched for a nipple. Not hard to find! Like cherry stones. Hard and red, ready to
be pleasured. Oh, and I pleasured them!!
I started to lick and tongue but Amy was so hot as she offered her breast to me
and so I caressed and sucked and kissed, just letting myself go in the moment. I
didn't know it was bad, just I knew it was naughty!

Amy was breathing fast as was I. I was getting really damp between my legs and
was very confused about all this, only I want to ''complete'' this. I was so turned
on but being young and innocent, I had no idea of what to do next. Natural
instincts kick in.

Amy turned on her back and with her right hand, started playing with my left
breast, I I popped a nipple into my mouth. It felt huge, like a peach stone but the
ardent lapping and licking did the trick. Her writhing became more intense. I knew
there was more to this than cuddles, but what?  I want to go down there but is it a
step too far? Is this the last taboo? I needed to know. I wanted to do this. Not
wrong because it felt right. GOD I WAS SO HOT!!!

My free hand wandered down Amy's back and after gently feeling her naval, my
hand wandered down the outside of her thighs to her knees, all the time playing
with her breasts with my free hand and tongue. She was moving in rhythm, and
as my hand came up from her knee and back up the inside of her thigh, I could
feel the relax kicking in. Her legs parted slightly and as I worked up towards the
'''naughty bits''
I touched her. My hand went from around her tummy to her crotch and she went
ape!!
OH OH OH SHITTTT
''Oh God!! I'm so sorry. I wanted to touch you''
"Do it. Oh for Gods sake don't stop. I want you to. I want you to touch me there. I
want you to love me and do it back to you. I've been awake at nights  wanting
you to have me. Please, please, please, make me yours!!!''

My senses left me and all thoughts of right, wrong, good, bad,  Christian
upbringing and the 'code' that was Boarding school, went out of the window.
No thoughts about how I'd look Amy in the eye later, I went for it.
My middle finger slipped down her slit. She was wet as hell and I met only the
thrusting of her thighs in response. I could smell the scent of her sex wafting up
which made me even more attentive.

Gently at first, I worked my finger up and down her crack. I thought about how I
would like to be touched and tried it on to Amy. With the amateurish touch of a
thirteen year old I worked Amy to a state of ecstasy and when I found her clit, I
fingered her to climax. I thought she was going to fall off the bed.

Writhing and moaning, the juices flowing from her. She had reached her peak
and more.

Finally, she relaxed. I removed my hand from her crotch and smelt the scent. I
licked, no, sucked my finger. Oh that was good!!

Problem was I was still high and ready to be satisfied. Amy was pole axed and,
ok, I felt good about what I'd done to make her feel so happy, I was not finished
personally.

She must of known, because as soon as her breathing settled down, she
released herself from the mutual hug and reversed
herself to a 69 position and started on me. Stroking my thighs and opening my
legs, she went down on me.
Kissing my navel and slowly working her way down, her mouth met my sex.
I could feel her breath on my tummy and then further down I could feel her mouth
on my hairless cunt and then she went for it. Her tongue was like a lance,
stabbing at my slit gently licking and probing my labia, darting her tongue in and
out of me
 Then she went for the kill.
My little pussy was on fire. She had sucked and licked me to a state of frenzy,
her hands were everywhere, touching, stroking, all of my body was in a state of
flux but somehow  I knew that the best was yet to come. Then she did it. With her
tongue, probing me, exploring my little body, she found my clit. Sucking it oh so
gently into her mouth then whipping it with her tongue! I CAME AND CAME AND
CAME. I didn't know what was happening to me, it was almost like a drug high, I
felt like I was weeing myself but of course it was a rather different secretion. I
didn't know how long it would last and I think I was just a touch scared but finally
I settled down and my pulse rate started to return to normal.

Amy, having already cum, was exhausted and I was feeling the effects of such a
massive adrenaline rush and also was ready for sleep. She turned over and we
cuddled closely, legs and arms locked around each other, every part of our
bodies that could, without compromising comfort, were touching. Drifting into
sleeps oblivion, finally we took our rest.

My first time. It's never forgotten. I was totally out of it! I went to sleep in Amy's
arms. The next morning, I swear I hadn't moved all night. Still in her arms and
still locked together. Amy was still asleep, breathing slowly and deeply. I went to
move but her grip around my tightened slightly and she let out a slight moan as
she held me. That  unconscious action meant every thing to me, it wasn't just a
thing that happened but something  as special to her, as it had been to me.

I lay in her arms until the alarm clock went off and then she stirred.

Her eyes fluttered open and she released her hold on me and stretched,
immediately returning to cuddle me again.
''Are you ok? I mean it just happened,-- you know, last night. I ^Ö well wanted^×''

''I'm fine! No. More than fine! Please don't say any more about it.''
I started to stammer my words. I didn't want to appear too eager but what the
hell!!
''I want you, I want, er, the same um, I want to do it to you. I love you. I really
think I love you''
''Oh thank you God!!'' she said, ''I just wondered that it might've....''
''No. I loved every second, so don't say another word. Just cuddle me again
tonight, PLEASE!''
''You know I will. Want to now but we'd better get showered and down for
breakfast before we get told off. Oh by the way. You go shower first, cos if we're
together we'll be naughty again!!''

The day came and went, much like any other. My mind not totally on the plot, I
have to say, but helped because of our age difference as we weren't in the same
year and so our contact was almost zero which allowed me to concentrate on
higher things.
Are there higher things?!
I looked at the other girls in a slightly different way but none of them were
anything like Amy, so I ploughed into my work, as much as anything , to take my
mind away from the feelings that kept heating me up!!

End of lessons. End of prep time, back to rooms, supper over! This is the time we
both wanted. On our own and with no interruptions.
I'd already showered. I'd done homework and swam. God. I was looking at the
other girls! Some older and some younger, but always with the same view!! I'd
turned in one night from a 'normal' girl to an out and out lesbian.
Of course, I didn't realise it as such then, but that, for better or worse, was the
case.
Amy came in through the door. She had to do her prep in the library and
obviously she had not had a good evening. Her face was flushed and was close
to tears. She through her bag against the wall and stormed into the toilet and
slammed the door and locked it. I assumed that it was my fault and knocked on
the door and pleaded with her to come out. At first there was no response but
after a while and after some persuasion, she answered me.
''They're calling me names. They say I'm a lesi. Just because I love you and
they're going to get me. They're horrible and I'm scared of them''
''Come out and talk to me properly. I can't help like this. You must tell me
everything and we can sort something out''
I was suddenly the one in control. I was the one with strength.
In my year, no one had sexual thoughts one way or the other or rather none that
were talked about except the pop videos and who 'when we were older who
would date who' or who was going to marry whatever pop star.

Amy came out of the toilet and hugged me. She had received some grief in the
past, reference her and me and our close relationship but because, up until the
previous evening, nothing had happened between us, she had truthfully
managed to dismiss as crazy. For whatever reason, someone had picked on her
and she couldn't reply in the negative. She just ran off back to our room.
''You're going to be the next target of their gang'' she warned. ''I think I should
shift rooms but I want to be with you''
''Don't go anywhere'' I said with much bravado", ''We'll cope with them'', however
I didn't know what to expect from my own sex when they've got the bit between
they're teeth. I was to have a fight on my hands.

Amy held me close to her as she talked. Not sexual but as one that needed
reassurance. As one that needed security and love in it's purest form.
She let it all out. Emotion ally!
She had been the subject of ridicule and bullying for a long time. No boy friend
from the local boys boarding school. End of year dance coming up and no one to
go with and no interest in finding anyone, she was the butt of every nasty
comment that fourteen girls could throw at each other. The fact was the boys
were throwing themselves at her, but she wasn't interested. She wanted to be
with me.
''Go with someone. It's ok. I will be here for you when you get back''.
 Naked and in bed together was perhaps not the best time to make such a
statement but what's said is said.

Amy broke off from me and went to her own bed. Stamping across the room and
very upset.
''You don't know how I feel. You don't understand. They're revolting and I don't
want to be with them. I thought you wanted me but you don't. I've made a fool of
myself.''

I climbed out of bed, naked as I was and walked over to her bed, but the fire had
gone from my belly. I had upset her and all I wanted was to make things better
but how? I'd








committed the biggest sin in suggesting she dated a boy rather than sticking with
me. I had no idea of the pain she was feeling as a result, but I tried my best.

I went to her bedside. Her bedsheets were up over her head. I touched them
where I thought her back would be and she pulled away.
''You said you loved me. You want me to go with boys. You can't love me if you
want that?''

For my young age, I found the power of eloquence. I found the power of speech
and argument.
''Don't be crazy! I don't want to see you with boys! I want you to be with me right
now, and forever. I just thought it would help if you went to the ball with someone
from the boys school. Take the heat off you. Please don't give me a hard time, I
happen to love you and I want to be with you. Please will you hold me??''

Amy came up from the folds of her bed covers. Blotchy faced, red rimmed eyes,
and what little make up she wore, smudged across her face, tear stained. She
looked wonderful!
''Don't say that unless you mean it. Don't tease me. Please don't do that. I've
gone through the mill 'cos. of my lack of 'boy' thing so don't make it worse. I only
want to be with you and it's all I've wanted since we roomed together. So don't
piss me off now!''
''Only I know this'' I said, ''I want you to cuddle me and I need your cuddles. Last
night was just a beginning for me and I want you so much more. I thought you
wanted to go to the term end dance and you could get a boy to take you , no
problem. That's all. I'd come with you but I'm too young and I'm not male.
That's.the only problem.''

Amy lay silent for a while. Then held her arms out to me and cuddled me. Very
close. Very tearful.
''Did you mean what you said. You would come to the dance with me if you
could? Rather than me going with a boy?''
''Yes, silly. Of course I would.''

 How though. Surely it would compound the problem if Amy went with another
girl. The ridicule and bullying would get worse, after all they would have the one
thing they lacked at the moment, proof. Even if we were prepared to stand up
and be counted, that would only make matters so much worse. There must be a
second way. Could I dress like a boy?  Convincingly enough to get away with it?
What if we were to be found out! I can't work it through. I'd have to take my hair
up, um, get some boys clothes, hide my..... bust. Well perhaps not too much of a
problem.!! Shoes. God how can we possibly....., We'll have to investigate.
''You would do that for me?''
''Oh yes I would. I'd do absolutely anything for you. Try me!!''
We talked some ideas over. Everything came up with a problem. My size , my
height, my build, the fact that what ever I did, I'd look like a girl in costume and
nobody would fall for it. The more we went over the practicalities of it, the less
workable it became. Eventually, tiredness took it's toll, and we snuggled up and
went to sleep, woken only by the seven o'clock bell.
'Amy, I'm still getting my head around our problem. Just need to get an angle.
There is a way, it's just sorting it out and using it.''
''Keep trying, 'cos I can't think of one. I think I'm just going to have to live with this
hate thing''


''Amy, No! It's not going to happen. Let's go into town on Saturday and see what
we can find. Come on, it's got to be worth a go and anyhow, we've not been into
Cheltenham in yonks!''
''Ok. You win, but I still think you're crazy!''
''Yep, for you, I am. C'mon lets give it a try!''


3

We started off by doing a tour of all he second hand shops. Our line was that the
school am / dram were doing a play in which I had to come on as a seventeen
year old boy. I had to have the looks and poise of a very streetwise kid.
The more we looked, the more we failed. We fell about with laughter just looking
in the mirror at what I was trying to become. Trousers falling off me, jackets
hanging like a scarecrow, finally and by this time we were almost at 'give up'
point.

Ziggi's Second hand Emporium.
Ziggi was a lady of stature. A throwback  from the sixties. Kaftan, loud leggins, a
hair colour that clashed with every feather that she could jam into and on to her
outfit and boots that were really naff. Everything was wrong with her dress sense,
but somehow it worked for her. ''
''Ok my dears, what are you looking for?''
We tried to explain.
Play at school. Me as a boy, etc, etc. Got to look the bit." What's going on?"
Ziggi saw straight through us.
''Mmm''.
''So it's a school production ,is it?'''
''Oh yes!''
''It's going to be the end of year farce,  really funny!''
''What's the play called and what part do you play?'' said Ziggi.
Damn! We hadn't thought that one through and had no answers.
''Can't remember.^×but it's so funny,--a real hoot^×''
''Thought you would have remembered something like that. It's obviously very
important to both of you. I wonder if perhaps there's another reason?!''
Ziggi smiled and looked as if she was enjoying our embarrassment.
''The only thing that going on at your school is the end of year ball'', said Ziggi,
''This play isn't''.
''Come on girls tell me the truth. What's the scam?''
We looked at each other and were just about to run like hell from the shop, when
Ziggi said,
''Common, spill I or I will tell you what's going on here.  No let me have a guess.
You, young lady, want to go to the ball,'' looking at Amy,
You want your friend here to go but she can't because she's too young.''
I started to squirm.
''Hey! Its alright! I could guess some more but you look if you're about to pass out
as it is!''
Amy was trying hard to focus on the plot. ''Er, well sort of. You're right, the play,
well um, it's not. Your right. It's to do with the ball.''
The look in her eyes said everything. The 'Please let me out of here, I need to die
with embarrassment ' look.
Ziggi was a star.
Waking over to the door, grabbing at a set of keys on her way, she turned the
'open for business' sign around and locked the door.
''C'mon you two, lets go back stage!''
There was no arguing with her, she, well sort of had that way about her.
Sometimes in your life you meet someone who you instinctively trust and would
follow without question. Bless her for ever. Ziggi was that one.

We followed her to the back of the shop and into an anti room. This room was
almost as big as the shop but filled with rack and racks of clothes. In the corner
was a cupboard the size of a small Welsh dresser and beside it some stools and
a table. To the left of the dresser was a work bench with, what I can only
describe as an industrial sewing machine.
''Sit you down and relax. Tiffin time!!''
What! What is she on! Tiffin time!? I looked at Amy and she just looked at me
and shrugged.
Ziggi produced a bottle of Gin and proceeded to pour three stout measures into
three glasses followed with tonic water.
She handed out a glass to each of us and we accepted without question. I don't
know why as the only 'real' alcohol I'd ever had was a half a glass of champagne
at weddings.
''Chin up, you to! We're going to sort stuff out for you. Just remember this. If I
over step the mark, you just get up and go but if you have some time, Ziggi can
advise and help. if you're up for it, the only thing I ask for is one hundred percent
honesty. I will help you guys but I'm not prepared to hear shit and lies. Have a
slurp of the good stuff and, by the way, when that's gone, that's it. You're not
going back to school legless!''
With a little coaxing, she found out the real meaning of mine and Amy's
relationship.
 It turned out that Ziggi had been at the same school as Amy and I but
Couldn't room share. That aside, she had a partner, another girl, who had been
in the same year. They had managed to steal moments together but had got
caught out. Ziggi was now 40 so a quick mental calculation would take her
experience back to before I was born,  Amy too! The school covered it up but
advised her parents that 'she isn't fitting in as well as we would like and we feel
she would be better in a school which teaches with a somewhat alternative style'.

''OK! My life is before you. Oh, by the way, Gill and I are still together. She works
in Paris most of the time and she makes it back as her work load permits. So,
I've been honest with you, and you know where the door is and you can leave at
anytime but it would be good for you if you gave it to me up front. Just tell me
how it is. I can help you!''

Furtive glances between us, red faces, the sweats had clicked in but in my case,
so had the gin!
''We love each other!'' I  blurted,
''I can't think of anyone else I want to be with. We're, -------very good friends.''
''Don't piss me off. You're lovers!''
 Ziggi was digging.
We must have looked like a pair of tomatoes we blushed so hard.
''Cool. Cool.Cool COOL!!!!!'' Ziggi crowed.
''That says it all! Now we get to work. We have a number of problems. Number
one, your hair. Too long, too blond and has to go. Height. Taller by five or six
inches. Complexion. Hmm. Sort that out, not too much work. Voice.       Hmm
voice. Got to leave me with that.''
''You kids get back to school and be good to each other. I'm here and I'm going
to do it for you. Come back next weekend if you can and I'll have a chance to
think. You kids remind me so much of the past. A blast from the past, so to
speak!! I  meant everything I said. You need that chance but don't be stupid. You
need some help from someone who understands. I do. Just let your feelings for
each other grow. Don't fight it or denigh it. Do what makes you feel happy. If you
guys can go to sleep and feel fulfilled, then go for it 'cos that's love !  Ziggi
knows!!''

4

Ziggi babbled the words out at such a pace that I had a job to get my head
around it all before we were shovelled out of the door and back to school.
 We arrived back just before the 'curfew'.

Safe in our room, the conversation turned to the meeting with Ziggi.
''Is she for real?''
Amy disappeared into the bathroom awaiting my reply but before I could say
anything she slammed the door.
I could hear her mutterings.
''Shit.  Shit.  Not today God, please!!''

''I've come on.''
Amy looked as if she was running into a fight''
''And so?'' I said,
''I  didn't want for this, not now, not right now. God, it's so unfair. Just as we
were...''
''Hold me now. I want you hold me. We're going to conquer this Ball thing. We've
all the nights in the world for, for,  um,  that!  Anyhow, you want bad news, I'm on
next week!  Please hold me! Everything's going to work out.''

Curled up together, we slept. I can't say I wasn't frustrated because I was but
Amy was worth every second. I was truly in love. We both were. With each other.

During the night, we had hardly moved. Locked into each others bodies, as if we
were siamese twins.

I woke first. I wanted to stretch but Amy was so close that I couldn't move.
I lay just soaking up the feel of her lovely body next to mine. She moved, just
slightly, almost imperceptibly on occasions but I would only relax my hold on her
so as to allow her to sleep on some more.
 Those moments, when your partner, in deep sleep, doesn't want you to let go, is
the sign of true love. I felt perfect. So happy. So fulfilled.
'Please wake up Amy, I want to kiss you'
No way!
Amy was out for the count and tomorrow was Sunday and we had an
appointment with Ziggi!
I drifted back into the arms of oblivion, content.   Yes. Very content.

Amy stirred. I was awake with a start and looking at the alarm clock, saw it was
only five o'clock. But that was it for me, I was really awake and I knew that Amy
was about to come-to as well. Wide awake by now, I held her. I consciously
slipped my left arm under her left shoulder until I could cup her right breast in my
hand. Very gently, I held her tit and worked on her nipple with all the feeling I
could muster. It grew from nothing to a pointed bead, hard and sensuous and
Amy, coming out of her sleep, writhed and wriggled on the bed, reacting to my
touch. I played her nipple and breast to the full. She was hardly awake but surely
was turned on!

''You cow!'' she muttered, still half asleep.
''I'm on now but you've got me going. Do it all to me. I want you to do it now. You
said you wanted to repay the feeling,  PLEASE SATISFY ME!!!!!''

Without thinking, I turned to a 69. I wanted to please Amy. So she was having a
period. So what. As I lowered my head, I could see her pussy lips, almost
hairless. Pink and with a slight hint of moisture.
She smelt exquisite. The musky scent of her sex was intoxicating.
I put my hands around her bum cheeks and, pulling her down on to my mouth,
willingly accepted the feast on offer.

My first time. Or should I say, another first time. I gently ran my tongue around
her slit, sliding my tongue down the length of it and then searched for her clitoris.
As I was working her up, I felt her hands around my hips, guiding me down onto
her mouth. Then we went to it! A true 69 !
It was almost as if we were in competition, - which one of us could bring the other
to a climax first, - but that wasn't the case. We just wanted each other to be
pleasured. We were both becoming so worked up, the squirming of soft female
flesh against soft female flesh, the lapping and tender tonguing of each others
sex grew and grew and OH YES, I came and with only a milli second between
us, Amy came too.
I must of flooded her mouth but she wasn't complaining. Her tampon absorbed
anything I was likely to receive.
''Oh, thankyou!! That was the very best ever!''
She licked her lips, kissed me tenderly on the lips, and sighed.
''I'm totalled!''
''Me too. It's all this, -- um^×''
''Holding each other. Being in love. Making love??''
''Yes'' I said,
''I think it is. What a way to get tired!!''
''Best way I know!!''


5


''This morning, you said it was the very best ever, you know, in bed and stuff.''
Amy looked at me and then turned away, continuing to fold her clothes, recently
retrieved from the laundry room.
''It was. I mean it really was.......''
''The best ever! That makes me think you have had other girlfriends! Tell me your
life history. C'mon! I need to know!''

Amy was obviously embarrassed.
''Kate. You really don't want to know.''
''You owe it to me. You know I've never been involved, done anything with
anyone before. Pleeease? Didn't we say we'd be honest with each other?''
Amy thought for a few seconds and then replied. Measured tones, obviously
picking her words carefully. She looked into her lap, with the briefest of glances
in my direction as she spoke.
''You're right, Kate. I have been with someone else but it wasn't anything I
wanted or arranged, it happened just the one time. She was much older than me.
I didn't know what was happening to me. OK. I enjoyed the sensation. The
person who did it to me,---, well, I was pleased when Daddy dismissed her.''

''God! How old were you?'' I gasped
'' Kate!!''
''Please be honest with me, Amy!!''
Her reply was whispered. ''I was eight years old. She was the nanny to my
brother. She ^Ö took an interest in me. I was a kid and she seduced me. I ^Ö sort of
wanted to say something to my folks but what do you say? It changed me for
ever. I was so young that I wasn't allowed a chance to see if I would fancy boys.
She ^Ö has lot to answer for.''
Amy paused briefly, seemingly studying her knees.
''Well. You wanted to know. Now you do.''
''Amy, I'm so sorry! I only wanted to...., understand. You know! I don't mind. It's
all in the past. It's us now, isn't it?''
''Oh it's all in the past now. I feel guilty about almost doing to you what she did to
me. You should have the chance of making up your own mind!''
''Hello, Kate speaking!! Please shut up!! Kate wishes to make a statement!!''
I paused briefly, took a deep lungfull of air and started. Amy looked at me as if I
came from the moon.
''You came into my life at the beginning of this year. From the first, I felt feelings
for you, not just as a good friend or as a room mate or as anything else. I felt
different about you and before I was taken ill, I couldn't have said or explained
how different. I only knew that I wanted to be with you. Yes, sure. Now I
understand my feelings some more but,-- you didn't seduce me. I wanted to
seduce you but I didn't know how.''
Amy looked up and studied my face.
''Amy, listen to me. I love you and that's all there is to it. I don't know what could
happen in the future, - to you ^Ö to me. Now is now. Forget the past. It's us now.
Show me you love me!!? 'Amy relaxed and threw half a smile at me.


6

''You know about everything now. Kate, you must understand, I was just a kid. I
didn't know what was going on. She changed my life. I never had a chance.''
''You have me. I'm not going to let you down. We've got to see Ziggi this
morning. We're going to the ball together, no matter what it takes. Perhaps then,
you'll see just how much you mean to me''
Amy grinned one of her impish grins and gave me a sideways glance.
''I believe I know already. You wouldn't have taken my mood swings if you didn't
think a lot for me. I've been a cow but mixed in with my longing for you, was the
guilt that I felt. You got both emotions. Nanny even robbed me of my virginity.
She used a, um, vibrating thing on me. Stuck it up me. I bled and then the pain
went and it felt nice. I had a climax. Eight years old and sexually experienced.
God, if my parents new! Kate, I'm in love with you. Don't let me push you any
further than you want.''
''Push hard, Amy!  I'm in love with you too. Just remember that I wanted you
before I was ill but I didn't understand my feelings, I didn't know what to do about
it. It happened naturally to both of us and you won't hear me blaming you for
anything, ever. Come on. Lets go into town. If we scoot, we'll make the bus''
Amy had regained her dignity.
''You're right again! C'mon. Lets do it!''
Just as we were about to leave the room, we kissed briefly.
''Kate, are you absolutly.....''
''Sure?? Damn right I am. We are going to the ball together. We have an expert
on our side. If she can't pull it off for us,---- well who can! Lets go!''


7


We dressed and did a 'once round the room' tidy-up and ran to catch the bus. As
we approached the bus stop, Amy groaned,
''Oh God, look who's waiting for the bus. Now we have a problem!''
Four of the girls who had been giving her a hard time were waiting, and worse,
watching us walking arm in arm towards the bus stop. Amy went to release
herself from my arm but I stopped her.
''They've seen us now. Stay as we are or it will look like we feel guilty about it''

Oh yes!! It's the lessees.! Going into town, are we? Together?  Have it off in the
public toilets, are we?

''Shut you dirty mouth, why don't you !! She's the friend to me like you never
had.''
Yes I was angry.
"But she can't get a boy to take her to the ball, they've all asked her but she's a
queer, and doesn't want to know!"
By this time, Amy was almost in tears. The control freak in me took it on board.
" Apart from your pathetic attention to Amys' life and all the hassle you've been
giving her, have you ever asked the question as to why she's not mad about the
boys who ask her out?"
"Oh yes, we know the answer! She's a lessi and so are you!"
Lynda was big for her age, not unattractive, but assertive and could rally a crowd
around her.
I went for it. The sight of Amy fighting back the tears made me lash out.
" You want to be bad to my best friend? OK FAT ASS go ahead. You wait and
see her boyfriend who's coming down from London to be with her at the ball,
perhaps then you'll understand why she doesn't want anyone else! Amy is in love
and you're wrong, so wrong! Just leave her alone. Just wait and see. You'll be
drooling over him. I know. I've met him!"
Well not entirely untrue. I'd not met the 'him' bit yet but I knew, with help, I could
create the myth.


8


During the bus ride, Amy settled down.
"That was some speech you made to Lynda!"
"Not bad for a beginner, huh?!" I said proudly. "Now all we have to do is pull it
off!"
'All we have to do!!"
"Shhhh! We can and we will do it!!"
"Going to have to now." Amy said quietly, "Otherwise I'm dead".
"No.- we're dead. Remember me? This is us now. We're doing this together!"

Ziggi was a star!!
"OK guys. How have you been? No, don't tell me, I can guess. You're confused,
you're getting hassle, name calling, bullying? Yep, I can tell!"
Ziggi paced the room for a while.
"Do you , um, love each other? I mean, do you......"
Amy and I looked at each other and as if on cue said, "Oh yes. We do!"
Ziggi beamed!
"Right then! Lets get to work! I want to introduce you to Gill!"
Ziggi stamped on the floor.
"Gill. For Christ sake. Come and meet our guests!"
Not one to be trifled with, was Ziggi!
Gill, or rather Gillian, was the complete opposite of Ziggi. Tall, poised, slim,
attractive, immaculately dressed and --, well--, quiet!
"Ziggi has told me so much about you. You are famous in your own lifetime!!".
Gillian spoke with just the hint of an accent. Maybe  French, Dutch. I didn't know.
" I like what you're doing! You are a recreation of Ziggi and I. She has called me
back from Paris, not so convenient, I have lots of clients that........."
"Gill!!" Ziggi looked as if she was going to blow a gasket. "You agreed. Now come
on and tell the girl your plan and let's get to work!"
Amy and I looked at each other, the 'what the f*** is going on' look.
Gillian looked abashed. "I'm so very sorry", she paused and then continued.
"Ziggi and I, like you and Kate, love each other and have done since meeting at
school. We had a rough ride. I'm from Holland. The ideas there are, shall we say,
more liberal that in England, so my mother and father were accepting of the
situation, not easy for them but in Holland, children, are raised to be themselves.
Even sex between boys together is ok at fourteen, but here it is eighteen! Now I
spend most of my time in Paris, it is where my work is, and with Ziggi!"
I studied Gillian as she spoke. I'd seen her before somewhere. The accent the
look. Where on earth did I feel I knew her from?!
Then I knew! Her next statement sealed it!
" My work is as a stylist of hair"
"You're Gillian DeBrech, aren't you! You ..you..you do it for all the stars and
stuff!"
"Not all.  Some, yes. I'm flattered that you have hear about me"
Ziggi was becoming more touchy by the second. "Gill, come on for Christ's sake!
Just get on with it"
"Ok, ok! I'm going to cut your hair."
'Oh my God! DeBrech haircut. No one will believe it' My thoughts were going
crazy.
"And before you think about talking about it,"  Ziggi interjected, "This is not about
crowing to your peers at school, this is a professional scam. Get it?"
"Yes Ziggi. We do understand, don't we Amy?"
" It's fine with me."
Gill continued. " The style I'm going to use, will mean that you can wear your hair
in a very fem style before the event and of course, after but on the day, I can
alter it in such a way that you will have a very 'up to the moment' male style. You
are a natural blond, yes?"
" Yes, absolutely natural." I answered.
" I will have to change that but it will have to be in a way that we can change back
for the next day."
" Next day?" I interjected.
" More about that later." Ziggi said, " I told you I was going to sort everything out
and I believe I have, so just listen to what Gill has to say and then you can ask
questions. Ok?"
Gill continued. " I can alter your complexion and Ziggi has ideas about your
clothing and how we can make you appear a little taller. We can also change you
voice, make it deeper, more masculine."
" How can you do that? That was one of my worries?"
Ziggi's turn to interrupt.
" Allow me to demonstrate."
" Gill, come over here and say something nice to me!"
" I love you to bits!"
" This I know and I love you to bits back! Now please can you use this
nebuhahler, just one pump and wait a few seconds and tell me that you love me
again!"
Gill inhaled and mentally counted to ten.
" I love you to bits! What is that stuff!"
Her voice had the depth of a mature tenor!
" Don't go shopping for the next four hours, Gill my love! Not dressed as yourself!
It is used in theatre a lot. This inhaler alters the tension of the vocal cords and so
the depth of your voice. Its effect lasts for about four hours but a trip to the toilet
and another quick squirt and you're away again. It has no health effects and so is
perfectly safe!"
I was gob smacked! " That is just fantastic! It all is just fantastic!"
" Wait until you see the outfit I have in mind for you." Said Ziggi, "It's not sorted
yet but I know what I want to do. I need to measure you first and next weekend
you must come back so we can do a first fitting. I'm not going to show you now,
you will have to wait and see. This I will say. You will look the part from head to
toe. No one will suspect you are Kate. No one will suspect that you're not the
very good looking young man that we are going to make you into!"
Gill thought for a moment and then spoke. "We must also talk about deportment,
poise, mannerisms, and habits. You will need some tuition. This I will arrange.
We have a friend who is expert in this, don't we Ziggi?"
" Oh yes of course, George. Ok, he's more expert in doing it the other way
around but he is expert, of that there's no doubt!"
The more we talked about the problems that I foresaw, the more I was
reassured. Ziggi and Gill had every possible avenue covered
We went back to school with a renewed optimism. Knowing that it would work
and, my God, we had a formidable team on our side.


8

The following week was spent like any other. Amy had been spared of grief from
the other girls, still getting the 'we will see' looks but no verbal, no physical
hassle. I studied and swam and the evenings were spent in each others arms
talking about what was to come. Beyond that, we refrained from anything more
than cuddles. The 'curse' had hit me and Amy was on the tail end of hers, so we
reconciled ourselves with hugs and lots of conversation, growing closer and more
in love by the day.
Saturday morning dawned and we were up and dressed, down for breakfast
before the bell went.
"Never seen you too before the last call!", said the head cook.
"Got something on? Ok. None of my business. Have a nice day!"
We ate a light meal and were down for the bus. We were so early that no one
else from the school were there and when we arrived outside the 'Emporium', it
was still shut.
Finally, the shutters were drawn and the door unlocked. It was Gill who opened
the door to us and with a broad smile, let us in and offered a cup of tea, which we
accepted thankfully.
"First we do the hair. This is much work, maybe two hours. Perhaps by the time
we're through, Ziggi will have managed to get out of bed. We had a, a, um nice
night last night! A fabulous meal, some drinks and then,.....Well you know!"
She winked at both of us and then continued.
"Sit here please Kate. We must begin."
For over an hour and a half, Gill hacked and cropped, muttering to herself.
After some half an hour of this, Gill stopped for a breather. Looking down onto
the floor, all I could see was a mountain of hair and in the mirror, the tattiest head
I'd ever seen! Gill had seen me looking and the sheer panic in my face.
" That was just getting cut what I can't use! Relax. You will look fantastic, I
promise you!"
Another hour and it was done.
"Look now in the mirror and tell me you look awful!"
Oh God I looked like a film star. It was short, sort of bobbed, layered and cut in
down the back of my neck. Immaculately styled and shaped. If anything, it did
make me look older somewhat but what the hell. Amy gave me the 'thumbs-up'
but I had to ask the obvious question.
"I look so good! How are you going to change it into a masculine style?"
"Don't worry about that," answered Gill, "It will work, I promise you. I'm good at
my work and I've put a lot of thought into this. It will work!"
Gill continued, "Have you a name for this boy friends of yours?"
"Yes. He's going to have my brothers name, Paul, we can both remember it
under pressure! We thought that we would use my mothers maiden name as I
will have to introduce myself to teachers and stuff and I have to use something
that'll role off the tongue. Her maiden name was Philips. We think it sounds ok
and we will both remember it. Amy's brother is Philip."
"Very good. That is a very good idea. Keep it simple, understandable, and, as
you say, remember able!!"

Ziggi appeared, looking a touch frayed around the edges.
"Oh Yes, Gill, just as you explained! Oh, hello girls, I'm not feeling on top of stuff
yet. I need a coffee, perhaps followed by a gin and tonic. Give me a few minuets
and I will be almost alive again!"
Ziggi finally reappeared. Looking more like her old self.
"So sorry girls. Gillian doesn't get home as much as I would like and so we
celebrate in style. Last night was style!!"
Gill walked over to her and kissed her with feeling, then with arms around each
others waists, Gill said.
"This is life for us. You know I want you to live in Paris with me but you are
stubborn bitch and you won't do it!!"
"I like it here and it's so good when you're back. It's just so good!"
Ziggi was almost in tears, looking at Gill then me and then Kate and back again.
Kate took the initiative. Standing up and hugging Ziggi.
"We do understand. This ball. Then  eight weeks summer holiday." Amy looked
at me with her own eyes welling up with tears. "How am I going to cope without
her?"
"Listen to me." Gill at her most assertive.
"We will get the ball out of the way and then, we can talk of the future. The ball
first. Ziggi, tape measure and do you're stuff. Make it the best your talented
fingers can do."
I was measured all over including my size 3 feet and at the end of what was for
all of us, a very emotional day, we were reassured into walking back to school,
not without 'tiffin'. Gin and tonics all round, my dears?"

The following weekend was even better however I'd had so many compliments
about my hair, I was becoming something of a celebrity in my own right, Amy
was very understanding. Perhaps, another plus was that the bullying had
stopped and even the 'gang' had complimented me on my hair, asking where I'd
had it done etc., not that I could answer, only I said that my Dad had paid for me
to go to London and have it done. I played the innocent.

The following weekend, we appeared at Ziggis' again. Gill, being back in France,
meant that Ziggi was up on time and her shop was open by the time we arrived.
"Hi girls! Come in and make yourself at home! Oh wow! You must try on the kit
I've put together for you, Kate! Cup of tea first, I think." Ziggi wandered off and
we could hear the clink and rattle of cups and the noise of the boiling kettle.
"Is this really practical."
Amy was getting butterflies.
"We're in too deep. You're friend Lynda expects to see a 'boy friend'. She is
going to see a 'boy friend' and  he's going to the ball!"
Amy hugged me and snuggled into my neck.
"I'm scared."
"Me too. It has to work now and even if I get caught it will have been worth it!"
"ROCK ON!"
Ziggi had returned with the teas.
"Couldn't help but overhear as I left the kitchen. You won't get caught. Gill and I
have a master plan. It's full proof. Leave the planning to us and concentrate on
your studies!"


10


Ziggi had tailored together an evening suit, wing collared shirt with all the frills
and some shoes, slightly built up and which looked huge at first sight but I was to
be reassured.
"Why do you think I measured your feet! You can't grow six inches and still have
size three feet, for Gods sake! Dead giveaway. "
I looked good. I couldn't believe the transformation. The suit fitted me like a
glove, the shirt and bow tie set it off and the shoes were so comfy, in filled with a
flexible foam, they allowed me to walk as if I was in my own shoes but giving the
appearance of size. The built up heals were also undetectable.
"Next week end is the ball." Ziggi was fussing with my trousers.
" A week Friday, actually Ziggi?"
" Better! I have to sew all this together as a regular suit! We must talk more now
about the way you behave as a boy. Kate. Go into the changing room and get
back into your own stuff. When you get back maybe George may be here. This is
so very important. You must listen to him."
I went and changed, being careful not to pull the temporary stitches that had
been used to put the suit together. Once changed, I ventured back into Ziggis'
back room, only to be met by George. A simpering man, dressed in such a way
that he could have been taken for a girl or a man. A trilby style hat at a rakish
angle and a load of make up. A dress style that I've only ever seen on television.
He was George!!
So camp! So up front!
"Hello, girls. I'm George, but some people call me all sorts of names, none that I'll
repeat before you! I do make up for the stage and screen and Gill and Ziggi have
given me the task of sorting you out, Kate, for the ball. Before you get too flighty,
I know what's going down and you have no need to make any explanations to
me. I think it's cool! Oh, I think back to the young boys I used to....."
"George, for Gods sake!!" Ziggi interjected,
"So sorry sweet girls. I was just........."
"Just do it, George. Stop poncing about!" Ziggi had lost patience.
George gave the head flick of one who has been wounded. A toss to the side
and a look of hate towards Ziggi.
"Cow!!" he muttered. "Ok, then. We have to put some years on you, oh, and give
you a shadow on your face like you are old enough to shave, sort of a
Mediterranean look. Oh the boys from the med........"
"George!!"
"So sorry, sweet Ziggi. Just got carried away!"
George experimented with various make up techniques and then pronounced
that he could do it.
"She is just so fem!! Really such a tall order but for the sake of my reputation,
darlings, I will do it! Kate, sweetie, you will look so butch! So wonderfully butch!
No one will ever know! You will look so fantastically manly that even I would want
to ask you out!"
Once George had left, Ziggi talked at length about practicalities.
"Getting out of school is a breeze. Getting back in is the big problem, so I would
suggest that you don't even try, and before you say a word, this is what Gill and I
have worked out. You can object if you like but we think we can pull it off but it'll
mean that you have to spend a night apart. Now I know it will be tough but we
have to get this right.  Kate. After a long illness, a close aunt has died. A letter
will be sent to your head, asking that you should attend the funeral. You are to be
collected on the morning of the ball and returned the afternoon after. This will
give us the time to put you, for the sake of another word, into costume and the
following morning, to put you back together again as Kate. We can have you
collected from school in a flash car with driver, of course, and returned in the
same way. The author of the letter will be Gill, a distant cousin, and she will be in
the car to collect and return you should there be any questions asked. After the
ball, the same driver but a different car will collect you and you will spend the
night here with us. We have a spare room. The following morning we will have to
re style and re colour your hair, remove all traces of make-up and get you back
for mid afternoon. All angles covered! What do you say!!"
"It's brill! It really can work!" I said, "Will I really look the part, I mean, no one will
suspect?"
"The only thing that will give you away is if you need to go to the loo. For Gods
sake go to the gents and not the ladies!!"
Deportment was taught by George over the coming week. Men walk differently to
women. Not the small steps but longer but not so I looked like ape man. How to
take the lead in dancing, no handbag but a wallet, hold to hold myself, how to sit.
It sounded so easy but It took some doing!

11

The letter had arrived. I was called to the head mistresses office. She asked me
if I'd been separately informed about 'aunties' death. I said I had and how upset
I'd been.
"I've written to your cousin and given her permission for her to collect you on
Friday morning but she also is aware that you must be home for nine o'clock on
Saturday evening. I'm so sorry to hear of your loss, Kate. I know you will have an
emotional day however, all your tutors think the world of you. You will be a credit
to your family and a credit to the school I am sure. If you need to talk, my door is
open, please don't hesitate."
I left the office feeling very guilty. Mrs James had been so kind and
understanding and I was being untruthful. Then I thought of Amy and the ball. Go
for it! I thought. No one is being hurt, so where's the problem?

The day dawned. Amy stirred and I woke with her. We slowly 'came to' and once
we were fully awake, started talking.
"It's tonight! We're going to the ball together! Oh God, I'm so nervous! Amy, do
you think we can pull it off? I'm going to miss you tonight!"
"Oh Kate! It's going to be ok. Look at who's stage managing this deal! You're
covered. From excuse to dress, to make-up to clothes to accommodation to,
transport to everything! I will be so proud of you tonight. Just remember to use
the gents toilets!!!"
Amy collapsed in hysterics.
"Oh, piss off, Amy!"
"Yes! Exactly what I mean! Just make sure you do it in the right place!!"

Dressed in a suitably sombre outfit, I waited for Gill to collect me.
She was right on time.
Gill went into reception and asked to see Mrs.James. Some twenty minuets later
I was called to her office.
Gill held her arms out to me and gave me a brief hug and a token kiss on each
cheek.
"So good to see you Kate. Under such sad circumstances, I know. We must keep
in touch more frequently. You are growing up into such a beautiful girl. Your
mother and father must be so proud of you. Mrs. James tells me you're quite a
scholar too! Come. We must go. Mrs. James. So many thanks for letting Kate
attend mothers funeral. She would have been so happy!"
"Ms DeBrech. Just bring her back to us safe and well. Kate. We'll see you
tomorrow. God bless you and be strong."
I broke down into floods of tears. Not for the passing of my 'aunt' but with nerves.
Once in the car, Gill was ecstatic! You should be on the stage! The finest crying
I've ever seen!"
"They were real tears." I retorted, "I don't like telling fibs."
I had been collected in a Bentley Turbo. A small £125,000 car complete with
uniformed driver.
"Got to make it look right and after all, Jason had nothing else on this morning!"
Ziggi at her best!
The three of us talked. Ziggi, putting the final touches to my suit, Gillian getting
more nervous than me, and me? Well, just waiting for the moment.
"Ok, it's time to rock and roll!"
Ziggi was looking like the cat who'd got the cream!
"Hair, make-up, lights, camera man! Let go for it!!"
Gill coloured and styled my hair, made me up, and tested the voice spray. Ziggi,
with some pride, told me to change into the suit she'd made for me. It fitted like a
glove and I had to pose in front of the mirror for some time before I pronounced
myself ready. The shoes looked huge on me but in keeping with my increased
height. They were comfy at least. I did look like a boy. A very attractive one to
boot!!
I was ready!
"We must be at the town hall before the schools arrive, otherwise Amy will friek
out."
Ziggi was the practical one for once.
"C'mon Gillian, lets go and get this lady to her friend"
On my own now. A last minuet change of plan. The car. Can't be seen in the
same car that collected me from school. A Porche Boxter did the trick. I thought
every eye in the world was looking at me. As we pulled up in front of the town
hall, I only wanted to go home, back to school, anywhere but here!
I couldn't let Amy or Gillian or Ziggi down. This was it!!
As I sat there, the coach with the girls on board arrived.
Jason nodded to me and said,
"I'm going to get out and open the door for you. Don't say anything to me, just
ignore me as if this is part of everyday life. Once you're with Amy, just tell me to
be back at eleven-thirty, and walk. I know it's not in your nature to be rude but
just do it this one time. Oh, Have a wonderful evening!!"
"Jason, thanks!!"
Jason, with all professionalism, opened the door to the car so I could get out. The
overwhelming earge to cross my legs was intolerable but I managed.
All eyes were on me. I knew all these girls but none knew me, except Amy, who
ran over to me and kissed me square on the mouth and held me so very close.
"Super star!! Look at them gawping! Jesus you look so-,so masculine! Good job I
know the truth! Kiss me again and let's give them something to talk about!"
"Thankyou, Jason. I will want to be collected at half eleven."
"Very good sir. Have an  enjoyable evening."
The car swept down the drive and away into the distance. All that was left was
Amy, me and a bunch of envious girls! It was working!
I had to take the lead and in my dark brown voice, I said, "Which way, Amy? This
is your territory, not mine!"
We went through all the normal introductions and I was fine. I talked with ease to
everyone I was introduced to. I received admiring glances but fortunately, none
of recognition.
At the bar, only soft drinks, of coarse, Amy was getting a bit twitchy.
"God, what if someone recognises you! What can we do?"
"Not a lot. Jason doesn't pick my up till late, so just chill out! What do you want to
drink. Look like you're having fun for Gods sake!"
"Tonic water, please. If ever I needed 'tiffin', it's now!"
"Tonic and tiffin coming up!! Ziggi said you were more likely than me to get the
panic attack! Here you go!"
I'd secreted away a half bottle of gin and once Amy had taken a slurp, she
started to settle down. A good job too. I was the next object of attention!
Lynda was on the prowl!
"Oh hi, Amy! Introduce me to your boy friend! Oh, I'm Lynda and a very close
friend to Amy. She won't mind if I steal you for a dance? You don't mind. DO
YOU AMY !!"
"Lynda, you flatter me. I came a long way to be with the girl I love more than life
itself. I want to spend my every moment with Amy. I'm sure you understand
Thank you for the invitation. Please don't think me as rude."
"Oh no. um.., no problem. Some other time... well maybe not.... You are a lucky
girl, Amy. Don't you know everyone wants to dance with your fellah?
I was on the confidence trip.
"Lynda. I was surrounded by girls for most of my life. I met Amy and it happened.
There was no getting away from it. I was in love. I don't want anything else but to
be with Amy. She has a fantastic friend in Kate and she can talk to her. I'm all for
Amy. It will happen for you but don't push to hard. It comes to you when you least
expect it."
The band stuck up a nice slow number!
"Amy, please dance with me? I need you!" My voice dark brown, but Amy saw
the look in my eyes. No make-up could cover that up. I needed to hold her. We
took to the floor and danced in such a sexy way that I was sure we were going to
be sent off. I saw other girls dancing with the boys, almost eating them. No
problem for them so I gave Amy the works. We writhed together, absolutely in
time. Eyes closed and every available part of our bodies that could touch, were
touching.

The evening flew past. Much of our time was spent on the dance floor or out
sampling the fresh air on the huge balcony, always hand in hand. Some of the
boys from Cheltenham Boys College occasionally asked Amy to dance but
always gently turned down with a sweet smile. Lynda was all the time looking at
me, to the point where I started to believe she'd seen through our deception.
But all was well. On a trip back from the Gents, she accosted me and again,
asked me to dance with her.
"Oh please? I'm sure if you explain to Amy, well, it'll be alright!"
"Ok. I'll ask her."
Amy wasn't best pleased at the suggestion but relented when I said,
"If she does figure it out, she will have done the one thing that she's paranoid
about!"
Amy went quiet and then looked at me.
"You don't fancy her do you?"
"Oh please!! What do take me for! It just looks like I'm normal. -  polite. ^Ö not
aloof. Just the one and I promise you, I'll be back for you!"
"Ok, but just the one!"
Kissing Amy gently on the lips, I walked to the waiting Lynda.
We danced. Well I did. Lynda was too busy catching the eye of her friends, in a
'look what I've got' way.
The one dance and back to Amy, who had been watching my every move. She
smiled at me. One of those special smiles.
"Now we know it worked! I wonder what she's going to tell the others about what
you said to her! How wonderfully she danced, how beautiful she looked!!"
"Oh more than likely. She's always got to be one up on the crowd. You know I
didn't say a word to her on the floor!"
"Yes I know. I was watching!!!" Amy was radiant!

Then we were shut down.
"Excuse me young man?
"Yes, is there a problem?"
The teacher in charge ,like she thought she had a chance of controlling so many
hormones,  was doing her duty.
'Check out the toilets. Maybe your time will be better spent!' I thought.
"Your driver is waiting outside. He says there is no rush but I wanted to let you
know that he's here."
"Thankyou very much and thankyou for allowing me to come tonight. It has been
a very special evening for both of us."
"You are very welcome. You obviously think a lot of each other!"
Amy blushed deep red and looked at her shoes.
"Don't be embarrassed, Amy, you're a very lucky girl to have such an attentive,
handsome boy friend." The teacher left.
"Amy, come with me and say goodbye! I'll be back tomorrow."
My voice was starting to return to normal. One more shot, or back to Ziggis.
Amy kissed me, held me and kissed me again.
"Give them shit! They know that you have someone. Let them think what they
like!"
Amy and I walked down the stairs, through the cathedral- like entrance hall, to
the car.
Jason was out like a shot. With the touch that only a professional can give, he
opened the passenger door of the Porsch to me and stood almost to attention,
waiting for me to step inside.
I held my arms out to Amy and we crushed together and kissed. Wolf whistles
and cat calling from the girls hanging out of various windows made our kissing
more exiting. We broke off and with a quick wave to the 'balcony', I stepped
inside the car, the door being shut behind me. Jason smoothed us down the
driveway and on to Ziggis.


12


Ziggi opened the door to me and lead me inside.
"Well? How' it go?"
"It was magical Ziggi. I couldn't have believed that it, it would work so well. No
one suspected a thing and I was getting chatted up by all the other girls, and
even some of the teachers!"
"Did Amy enjoy the evening?"
"Yes she did. I think that she would rather have had me there as another girl but
even so, yes, we both had a great time!"
"Tiffin, my dear, just as a night cap, of course! My pulse rate has gone through
the roof just hoping everything was going ok. I need a relaxer!"
"Oh thanks Ziggi. I'm still up there too!"
The drinks were pored and Ziggi sat down on the couch opposite me . We talked
for hours filling her in with every small detail of the events of the evening.
Ziggi smiled and looked wistful. "Oh you guys bring back the memories."
She pored more stout gin and tonics, sat down and looked directly into my eyes.
"A couple of questions for you. I need to know this stuff. This is important and
some of the questions are of a personal nature and, please Kate, don't answer if
you'd rather not"
She smiled and refilled the glasses.
"Ok. Fire away!" The gin was having an effect. I'd steered clear at the ball just in
case I made a blunder.
"Kate. You're very much in love with Amy, aren't you?"
"Yes, I am! Why do you ask!?"
"Getting the whole picture. It's obvious from what I've seen but many girls go
through the stage of fancying their peers but rarely does it progress further. For
you, it has and I'm proud of you. Oh shit! I'm making a mess of this! OK! Have
you ever fancied a boy. Yes, or no!"
"No never!"
"Thank you Kate!! I needed to know but felt uncomfortable asking. I'm an 'up-
front' person, you know that but some things have to be said and understood!"
"Why did you ask me?"
"Gill and I went to a lot of trouble for you. We both wanted to know that it was for
all the right reasons. No we're not looking for money or even thanks but if it had
just been a prank, we would have been a little hurt. That's all!"
"No prank, Ziggi, I promise you. I love Amy and she loves me. I don't want to be
with anyone else, ever! I can't think of any way I can repay your kindness, or
Gills, or Jason's, or Georges. We don't have money like that!"
"Oh, Kate! It's not about money! We all gave our services to a great course! The
scam of the decade! We all loved doing it for you both! However I do need
something from you. Amy as well, and you can tell her when you're back at
school tomorrow. I want you to promise me something."
Ziggi took a deep breath, stood up and refilled the glasses.
"I want you both to promise me that in the future, you won't live a lie. To your
folks, to employers, to anyone. You must and I mean, must, be open and up front
about your sexuality. Don't be frightened about telling the truth. People will
respect you for it even if they don't share your views. You said you don't like
telling fibs! You did to me at first! Take your time telling your parents. It will come
as a very great shock to them. Perhaps tell your brother first and count on his
support. Just a thought. When it comes to it, you'll need all the moral support you
can get, depending, of course, on how liberal your parents are. Get school out of
the way first. Then think about it. Visit us when ever you want. Both Gill and I
would love to see you. Bedi-bys for me! You know where your room is. Sleep
well 'cos we've got to 'put you back together again' in the morning!"
"Ziggi! Thankyou so much! We will be back soon. We'll bring the photos!"
"Somehow don't think that Gill could use them as part of an advertising drive!
Love to see them anyway."
Ziggi went up to her room and I sat and finished my drink. The message from her
had made it's mark. Amy and I were an item and it's ok right now to keep it under
wraps but the time would come when the wraps would have to come off and let
the world know. God, my parents would go spare!  I wandered upstairs and
slipped out of the suit, and proceeded to remove the make-up. I slept well, all
things considered. My mind, helped by the gin, was numb!
The following morning, I was woken by Ziggi, cup of tea in hand.
"I know it's early but I've to collect Gill at Birmingham Airport at eight."
I glanced at my watch. Six o-clock! Shit!
I had a bath and made a second attack at my make-up. Once happy I went down
stairs and found some cornflakes and milk.
I hadn't long finished, when Ziggi and Gill walked in through the door.

"You look as if you had a nice time last night? Any  problems?" Gill asked.
"No none at all, except it had to end!"
"Yes!" she laughed, "This is the biggest problem always! But now we must attend
to your hair. The colour will wash out with a special shampoo and then we must
re-style. It will take about an hour. Then we can go for some lunch and I will
return you to school, back to your lovely Amy!"

After she had finished with my hair, Gill stood back and assessed her work.
"Yes. Now you are ready. Make sure everything is packed into your case and be
sure that none of the clothes you were in last night are included. We cannot
afford a mistake like that now and also you must keep up the act regarding the
funeral. One slip of the tongue will give you away. Please be careful!"

We had lunch at a very swanky restaurant and I was aware that some men were
looking at me and also a number of girls giving me the eye. Gill explained that
the restaurant was frequented by 'like minded girls' and straight men and if I ever
wanted to book a table, to mention her name. I would be assured of the best
service. As she finished speaking, a very refined looking lady in her fifties
approached the table.
"Gillian. My dear. How wonderful to see you! We don't see enough of you."
She kissed Gill on both cheeks before turning her attention to me.
"Introduce me to this delightful young lady, Gillian." She winked and continued,
"Two timing Ziggi, are we!"
"Amanda. Allow me to introduce you to Kate. Kate this is a very lovely lady and, I
might add, the owner of this fine restaurant, Amanda."
We touched hands and Amanda sat down with us.
"Kate's a friend of ours, as is her friend, who unfortunately can't be with us right
now." Gillian was smoothing things out but Amanda was intrigued
"Do I know your friend, Kate? I've not seen you in here before?"
"No." I replied,
"Gill suggested that we took lunch here and I have to say, it's a fine place!"
"Well thank you for that! What is your friends name?"
"Amy Cadbury."
"Of the Cadbury family? Chocolate and
what have you?"
"Related." I replied with some caution.
"Amanda's ok. She understands the same way as Ziggi and I. She to, met her
love at school. You didn't invent this thing, you know!"
 Gill was great. She introduced me to so many people, with the gentle
explanation of the circumstances.
By the time we left, I was so at ease with myself, that all nerves had left me but
not feeling complacent about the future. We had friends. Good friends. Influential
friends. Wonderful people we would count on in the future, not that we knew so
at that time.


13


The Bentley took me back to school. Gill, of coarse was with me,  to retain
continuity.
I was seen into the heads office and sat and waited for what deemed like an
eternity.
Mrs. James finally appeared.
"Hello Kate. How are you feeling?"
"I'm a bit tired, Mrs. James, and a bit---um---teary. Otherwise I'm fine. I need to
sleep some."
"It's the best medicine You run along to your room and have a good nights rest.
You will feel better for it tomorrow. Your room mate Amy has so much to tell you.
Her young man is quite a catch! Have you met him?"
"Yes Mrs. James. I was introduced to him some weeks ago. I think Amy loves
him!"
"Time will tell! He was very well deported. Very sure of himself but without being
aloof. He must be from a very well connected family."
"I've only met him a few times, I think he's nice too! "
"To your room now, Kate.Trust in God. Sleep well and, as I said before, if you
want to talk, my door is always open. Go and see Amy. She was very concerned
about you."
Did she know? Or was it my guilty conscience? I've got to remember, that it's
only the guilty who sweat.
I was not feeling guilty. I wasn't going to give in. I wasn't sweating!

I climbed the long flights of stairs to our room. I was almost there, when I was
accosted by Lynda.
"What are you doing here? This isn't your dorm?"
Lynda smiled.
"I've been up to see Amy. We were talking about her boy friend! I'm going to take
him off her! She stands no chance against me! She's small time that one, that
boy needs serious sex and I'm going to make sure he gets it!"
I made a mental statement. 'I don't think so!!'
"I danced with him!" she continued, "He was all over me. Telling me that he
wanted to be with a girl like me. We swapped telephone numbers and all sorts!
He wanted to take me out into the gardens where we could be alone!! That bitch
Amy was watching our every move. I'm going to have him. Just watch!"

Walking into the bedroom, Amy leapt up and through her arms around me.
"You were fantastic last night! How did you cope? I can't think that I'd have the
strength to do that! 'You ok??"
"I'm fine!  Was quietly crapping myself on occasions but once I realised that I was
not going to be recognised, I was fine! How did you think it went?"
"I wasn't sure at first but like you, I got used to it. You were so convincing! So
much so, you've just missed a visit from Lynda."
"Yep, I know! She stopped me on the stairs! I couldn't believe it! She has gone
for it hook line and sinker!"
Amy was giggling again!
"She says that she's going to take you off me! She really thinks you're a guy!"
"Yes she said more to me on the stairs. She was going to give me, sorry, him,
serious sex. I don't think she realises what I need and I don't think she can
provide it!"

Amy held my hands, and at arms length, looked at me.
"You were brilliant last night! You took the roll and made it yours. I was so proud
of you. Even dancing with Lynda, you looked as if you were trying your best but
she was just showing off to her cronies!"
I was so full of love for this girl, I crumbled,
"I love you. I want you. I want you to want me."
I pulled Amy close to me. I just wanted the reassurance of holding her.
"I'm shattered. I need some sleep. I'm sorry but it's all happened so fast! We got
back to Ziggi's at about mid-night, and the two of us talked until two-thirty. I dread
to thing how much gin we had, so what little sleep I had wasn't proper sleep. Also
she woke me with tea at six before she went to collect Gill!"
Amy was quick to respond,
"Go for it! I didn't have to get up this morning, so I did a lye in 'till one o'clock."
"Sleep tight! I love you too! Lynda's chasing a shadow."




14


I think I slept for England.
When I came to, I'd missed breakfast and lunch was fast approaching.
I wandered along to the shower block and had a soak, got dressed and collected
my clothes and headed off for the laundry room. There were a small crowd of
girls there sorting out washing and of course, the obligatory babble of
conversation. On this occasion, just the one topic. The ball.
"Oh hi Kate." Suzi was in Amy's class.
"Shame you couldn't come the other night. You missed a fantastic evening!"
"So I'm told but next year I'll be able to go. Let's hope is just as good. What was
the music? Live or a disco?"
"A mixture of both." She laughed, "The band was booked by Mrs.James. Not
what we all would have booked!"
"They were ok!" Mel interjected. "Perhaps not right up to the minuet but at least
they were in tune and could sing."
"True enough," Suzi said, "hasn't Amy told you all about it?"
"I was blitzed after the funeral. She wasn't around when I got up so really haven't
had too much opportunity to talk about it."
"Doubtless she will! She was practically eating her boy friend on the dance floor!"
"Oh yum, yum!!" Mel sat down and had that far away look in her eyes. "Who can
blame her, he was just such a dish!"
Oh God, I was blushing!
"What's up with you, Katie? Are you jealous?" Suzie looked at me. Concern in
her eyes, not ridicule.
"No I don't think I'm jealous of Paul. He's nice. Good for Amy. I've met him on a
couple of occasions and he is sweet. I know he's good for Amy. I really think their
relationship is full time. I'm happy for her. Really I am. God knows, I hope they
stay together."
"How old are you now, Katie?"
"Suzi, I'm almost 14. Please, I'm very stressed, another time?"
"Sorry babe. I forgot about the funeral. Never been the best at diplomacy. I'm
sorry."
Suzi was visibly shaken. She'd pushed too far and I'd reacted too heavily.
"Suzi, it's ok. I'm just a bit emotional right now. You understand. Don't want to be
rude. I'll be ok. Be nice to chat another time, just not right now."
Mel had come out of her cloud.
""Katie, go back and talk to Amy. In school, you're her closest friend and I
suspect, she's yours. Not a problem. Let her give you the reassurance you need.
You've had a bad time and we've had a great one. Sorry for being so insensitive"
A collective mutter of agreement from the girls.
"Thanks, I'm not feeling too sociable right now."
I made my thanks and left.
I wandered back to our room. The realisation that I could, in my own right, go to
the ball next year suddenly hit me. I couldn't go to another funeral. Oh God! What
can we do. What do I do! The problem was to be solved. We had another
watershed to get over. Summer Holidays. A life time of being apart. We had to
sort stuff out.
Back in our room I had time to mull things over in my mind. Next years ball could
be a big problem. Escaping for this year seemed like a good idea at the time but
a precedent had been set. What were the possibilities? I could, if it came to a
push, try another reason to get out of school and go with Amy again but could I
ask Ziggi and Gill again? A bit of a cheek, I thought, anyhow I would've grown
more and that would make it more difficult to disguise myself. Amy could say
she'd dumped Paul but what good would that do? She and I would be expected
to go to the ball with lads from Cheltenham College. We could 'come out' and
admit our sexuality, we probably would not get expelled but we wouldn't be able
to room together, that was for sure and could we both handle the hassle from the
other girls? I thought that perhaps I could. I'd grown in confidence since Amy and
I had 'got together' but Amy was still as sensitive as ever, she would find it harder
than me. Not to go at all was out of the question. Some solutions, with some
engineering, were possible, some were not. The only comforting thought was that
we had a year to work something out.
I looked in my overnight bag and found the half bottle of gin I'd hidden away
together with a bottle of tonic water I'd bought on the way back. I poured myself a
large one. The glow of the alcohol felt good and I could feel myself relaxing. It
had been a wonderful evening. One never to be forgotten. Amy would be back
soon from the library, studying for her mock 'O' levels. We would talk it over then.
Two heads being better than one and all that. I finished the gin I'd poured myself
and lay back on the bed, hands behind my head, just letting my mind wander.
I must have drifted off to sleep, because the next thing I knew was Amy crashing
in through the door.
"I've got them" she beamed, "The photo's from the ball! I had them developed 24
hour special. Cost a bit but what the heck! I haven't looked at them yet 'cos I
wanted you to see them with me. That's why I'm late!"
"Brilliant! Open them up. Let's see!"
Amy flung down her bag and fished out two packs of photographs. Sitting down
beside me, she explained that she'd had two of everything printed. One for her
and one for me.
"Oh you are sweet! How much do I owe you?"
Amy gave a look of one who has been mortally wounded.
"Don't be silly. Nothing at all. It was our evening. You took all the risks, this is my
chance to try to redress the debt!"
She ripped open one of the photo bags and took out the thirty-six photos inside.
They had captured almost everything. Mostly of Amy, me and us dancing
together. Two,  Amy had taken of me dancing with Lynda.
"That's a couple for the record, just in case she goes back on the attack!"
I filed through them again looking at everything. The backgrounds, the faces, the
looks on them.
Amy was looking through her bag again. After much searching around, she took
out a parcel wrapped in brightly coloured paper.
"I know it's not your birthday until August. So this is your early present. Open it
now! Please!"
Looking at the 'ear to ear' grin on her face, I carefully unwrapped the parcel.
"Oh my God!!! Who took that!!! Oh it's just wonderful!! How did you get this. It's
just so brilliant!!"
I was looking at a framed photo of Amy and I.

 As we had left the ball, we had kissed before Jason opened the car door. As he
opened it, we had been aware of the wolf-whistles from the balcony and had
turned around. I'd been aware of a light flash, but was too worked up to even
bother about the source of the camera, let alone the photographer.
Still in a clinch but looking back at the people on the balcony and waiving at them
, the shot was taken. It was the best of the night.
"That's fantastic! It's you and me! It's just wonderful! Thankyou so much!"
I flung my arms around her and gave her a big hug.

"Don't you see a problem with that photo? Like who took it and why?" Amy
teased.
"Um. You were down stairs with me. Not off your camera, I've seen all thirty-six.
Someone else's. Who come one tell me, you tease!"
Amy took her time, working my intrigue with all she could muster.
"George! He does make-up and stuff but he's a fab photographer as well. You
didn't see him there 'cos he was dressed up and stuff but  when you went and
danced with Lynda, he came over and  told me what to do and when. He had
blagged his way in so he could keep an eye open just in case there was a
problem. Guardian angel or in his case, guardian fairy! You don't mind, do you?"

"Mind!" I answered, "I love it! You've got one too, haven't you?"
"No. that's a special for you. The only thing I ask is that we hang it on the wall
just to remind ourselves of a special night. A VERY special night!"
"Deal done! We'll do it tomorrow.! The other thing is, shall we go to Ziggi's place
with the photo's next weekend?"
"Got to do that." Let's go down for dinner."

Supper over, I voiced my concerns about the ball the following year.
Amy's face mirrored my worries of earlier that  evening. I explained every avenue
that I'd thought of and like me, she dismissed all of them.
"The only consolation, like you say, is that we have a year to work something out.
Although I can't see how we can get over such massive problems. Perhaps you
were right after all, you know, should have gone with a boy?"
"You would rather have not gone at all," I replied, "You would've freaked if a boy
so much as tried to kiss you. You would only have compounded the suspicions
the likes of Lynda and co were spreading around. No, I really believe we did the
right thing, the only solution given the circumstances. Just out of interest, what
would you've done if we'd not met?"
"How do you mean?"
"Well, would you've gone to the ball, or what?"
Amy thought for a moment before replying. "I think I would have invented an
illness, headache, earache or some such thing. I don't know. It's the sort of thing
everyone wants to go to but the conditions attached put you off. I think though I
probably would have gone and gritted my teeth! You changed any possibility of
that!" Amy smiled at me. "It's all your fault!"
"Sorry about that!" I laughed, "I promise never to touch you again!"
"Don't you dare say that! Not even in jest!"
"Ok, you win. Statement retracted!"
The call for lights out. We snuggled up in bed. So totally together, world war
three could not have parted us.

We woke the following morning with renewed optimism. Dark thoughts at night
always seem less daunting come daylight and these were not the exception.
Positive thinking was the order of the day.
Before leaving our room for lessons, Amy hugged and kissed me. "Give some
thought to last night's conversation. My dad always says 'for every problem,
there is a workable solution'. He's generally right. See you later. I love you.
Please don't forget that!"
"No chance of that! I love you too and you're right, we will find a solution."





16


The following Saturday, we bussed into Cheltenham and headed for Ziggy's
place, photo's in hand, we walked into the shop.
"Hi girls! I'm so pleased to see you! Come on through and I'll put the kettle on."
"Gill back in Paris?" I asked,
"Yes. Back tonight, all being well. She had a big deal going down. You might not
have caught up with the fact, cloistered as you are, but President Mikolov of
Russia is at a summit or something in France and asked for Gillian to attack his
wife's hair! Quite a coupe! She had to go all the way down to Nice! Five star
hotel, liveried driver, all the shit! Tough at the top girls!"
"Yes. What would've happened if she'd messed it up?" I asked. "Tough at the
top, maybe, but you have to get it right first time 'cos there's no next time! It
would have been the salt mines in Siberia for her!"
Ziggi laughed. "Good one. I'll use that when she gets back!" Ziggi continued.
"Your right, of course. Gill was like a cat on a hot tin roof when she was asked
but you have to admit, she's good! She works such that when she's working, she
just sees a head, not an individual, a person, just a head of hair and just goes for
it! She'll call later to let me know her flight time, not that I've got to pick her up,
that's all taken care of by the French government! Anyhow, let's look at the
photo's! She will be so sorry to have missed you guys!"
"Really? Will she? I wondered if she was just,--well,-- doing it because you asked
her to?"
I was staggered with the reply.

"Shit no, Kate. Gill was so eager to do this for you. Remember. We came, all of
us, to our situation, the exact same way! She would, and I promise you, she
would have cancelled the presidents wife to do that for you. That is fact! She has
a tendency to come across as cool but you must remember that she deals with
very wealthy people, and she just sees herself as a hair stylist. She has to work a
mind thing and hers is to come across as a quiet, reserved person. She's not any
such thing. I don't have the sole rights on 'outrageous', don't you know!! You will
get to know her. We're going to be good friends. We both think you're so brave,
so committed to each other, you're always welcome in our house!"
Tea was served, and a chance to view the photographs. Ziggi was really
impressed but we'd taken down the framed photo of Amy and I and kept that 'till
last.

"Oh that's beautiful! I know who took that! George, the bugger! It's got his
handwriting all over it. It's you guys to a tee! So wonderful! Next time he takes
one , you must hold the same pose but you, Kate, should be dressed as a girl.
That would be cool!"
"We don't see a chance of that, we've been talking. Wondering if we made a big
mistake with the ball and stuff. We or rather me, I mean, I wasn't going to say
anything to you about it but I'm going to have to now."
I took the plunge.

We explained to Ziggi about our misgivings and worries for the following years
ball.
"We can't seem to find a practical way around it. Which ever idea one of us has,
seems to have holes in it you could drive a truck through. Nothing seems to
work." Amy fighting back the tears as she spoke. "We're really sorry to burden
you with this and we weren't going to say anything to you because we're so
grateful for what you, Gill, George and Jason did for us the last time and we
didn't want to appear, well, ungrateful."
Ziggi thought for some minuets before sitting upright in her chair. She looked at
both of us, shook her head and smiled.
"Firstly you had no need to thank us. We all know that you had a fabulous time
and I would venture to say that while you see only problems for next years bash,
you don't actually regret it. We were all in it for you and because we're all
extroverts, had a lot of fun getting one over on 'the establishment'. Think about
what you did. It's not a criminal offence? You hurt no one? You bent the rules but
what the hell, that's what bloody rules are for! Secondly, if you hadn't talked
these problems through with me and I'd later found out about it, I would and I
think we all would have been deeply hurt. You have to remember what I said to
you before. We are all friends, you guys, Gill, Jason, George and me, we're true
friends and friends help each other. Your age doesn't matter a damn. Look at the
mix you have here. Gill and I, an item. You and Kate. An item. George. The
biggest fairy that ever walked Gods good earth but with a big heart to match.
Never see you down, George! He's the best, bless him! Jason. The only straight
one in the team. Married with three of the nicest kids you could hope to find and
his wife is cute too but not in 'that' way, -- but then again! No, she's an angel. Gill
uses his limo hire to ferry swish clients around and we got to know each other
very well. Because we are, well, what we are, his wife, Christine, doesn't feel
under threat. He got screwed by the inland revenue for some tax irregularity and
so he has a beef about 'the rules'. We take Jason and Chris out for an evening
every so often as a way to say thank you. So now you have it! We had FUN!"
Ziggi paused and looked at the clock.
"G and T time. You guys up for some?"
Silly question really.

Sipping our gins, Ziggi continued.
"Hope I'm not pushing you guys into a life of alcohol abuse? It does seem to
have, in moderation, the chance to let the mind cut loose and wander. When
you'll all tensed up, you are in control of your brain, not letting it expand, your
telling it 'concentrate on getting rid of this stress. Nothing else matters.' After a
drink you relax and you brain has some time to do it's own thing. 'Number
crunch' or what ever. The same reasons that the best ideas come from a good
nights sleep. When you're tired, all problems look insurmountable. Come the
morning, this lump of nerve tissue has been hard at it, working on your problem,
getting it sorted for you! Why! 'Cos your not telling it what to do all the time! It can
happily regulate your heart and breathing but can concentrate on the tasks that
you couldn't get your head around the night before. Shit. I'm wittering on again!"

"No. Your right!" I answered. "Absolutely right! About everything. I sampled a
small tot of gin the other night after I got back to school and I was able to think at
a tangent. Ok, I was tired but my thought processes were not concentrating on
my self but on other things. It was very helpful. Nice too!!"

"Keep it to small tots. It can also wreck you mind! You'll be ok. Leave us with
your problem for next year. Come 'round every time you're in town. I'll keep you
up to speed."
Ziggi handed a card to both Amy and my self. "This is my number. Use it. For
advice, for information, as a panic line! We're all here for you! Don't you dare
keep concerns, worries, or whatever, to yourselves. Remember. You're on the
team and you're friends, and we think you're brill!! Almost, today's roll models!"
      Today's role models! Oh God, what a thought!

We talked for ages. Not just about logistics, the ball and stuff, but about the
others, the rest of the 'team'. They all came together in dribs and drabs, nothing
co-ordinated, things just happened. Both Amy and I started to realise the greater
picture. It was a bit like our relationship. We roomed together by chance. We
neither of us had requested it and we hadn't even met each other before. The
fact that we fancied each other was a matter of fact and also one of chance. Had
we not have been roomed with each other, we probably would never have met,
so it  would follow on, that I would have been 'straight' still. Probably unaware of
my sexuality.
For me, that was not an issue. It could be argued that I wasn't given a chance to
find out . Whether I'd met a boy and found it wasn't  for me, I couldn't of said, 'I'm
a lesbian', perhaps just have said 'I don't like him', but now I was totally
convinced. Totally in love with Amy. Ziggi and Gillian, for me were the real role
models. I liked boys. Socially but not sexually. I wanted to be with Amy . I was in
love with her without reservation. This fact was to be our saving grace. Things
were going to work themselves out.
 George. Working in theatre, came to the 'Emporium' looking for costume ideas.
Ziggi was able to furnish him with everything needed for the production, including
lending him the welsh dresser drinks cabinet! A chance meeting again. They hit it
off, bouncing off each other verbally, so much so that a stranger in the camp (
pardon the expression! ) would've thought they were at war with each other.
Nothing was further from the truth. Just true soul mates with loads of banter!
Jason was Gills contact really but slotted into the 'team' with ease. Happily
married with three kids, who we were to meet, seemed like an unlikely ally but life
is strangely wonderful and proves the fact that no matter what race, colour,
creed, sexual orientation, if you can have respect for other peoples' beliefs and
their absolute right to express them, no matter what your personal view point
may be,  the world could live in harmony.




17



The days came and went. We were in bliss. We started to understand each other
so well. What drove us, our backgrounds, our respective families, our hopes
ambitions. Our innermost thoughts and fears were up for grabs. We had no taboo
subjects. Ok, fine. We would have some heated discussions but that, we thought
healthy. At our young ages, we were maturing fast. Not just physically but
mentally as well. We came to know each other in minute detail.

Shopping in Cheltenham, one Saturday afternoon, the town packed with
shoppers, we went to cross the road on a crossing point. The car that had
stopped to let us go over on the far side of the road, started blasting us with it's
horn.
We made to speed ourselves up but the honking became more intense!
"Hello, lovely girls!!!!"
A voice shouted. Looking around we saw it was George. Leaning out of the
window of an antiquated Ford Cortina.
By this time the lights had changed and the barrage of horns had risen to a
crescendo.
George motioned us to wait at the pavement. He pulled away from the lights,
pulled over and stopped to let us in.
"Oh you girls! Head in the clouds. When you're shopping you don't know what
time of day it is," he camped up. " oh but I'm just so pleased I spotted you. I've
some news. Oh silly me! You may already have heard if you've been to Ziggi's
today!"
"No. We were going to call in on our way back to the bus," Amy replied, "we've
not been in today."
"Oh goodie good! Let's go there then!" George tore off down the road, far faster
than the clapped out car looked as if it were capable of travelling.
 "Oh don't get in a tizzy, nothing's wrong, it's some news Ziggi was going to give
you. Both of us are so exited for you! We think you're problems are solved!"
George swerved to a standstill outside The Emporium.
Ziggi was outside to meet us. She ushered us in and closed the door.

"George, I can't make up my mind which is the most dangerous, you're driving
anything , or what you drive.!"
"Oh poppet. You're concern touches  me. This heap, can do nought to sixty in
four seconds, given the chance! The shell looks like doggie-doo's but is solid. I
will take on a Porsch, Ferrari, or similar. ----- Just don't tell them what I've got
under the bonnet!!!!!"
"You never cease to frighten me, George! But you're brill anyhow!"
"Well, you might be a woman, however I have to say, amongst women, strange
as they are, as much as I can't find a reason to get excited about them, I love all
of you! Platonically speaking, of course!"
Amy spoke up. "We love you to George. You're a very special person. Also we
want to thank you for all you did for us. We're more than a little in your debt."
George visibly squirmed. Flapping his arms around and blushing, "Don't be so
silly you lovely girls! It was a gas! You're in the team! Now stop making me go
red. Red clashes horribly with my outfit!"
"George, why don't you tell these guys about your plan for next year. Ok, it's in
the embryonic stage but they need something to go with."
George thought for a few minuets.

"I have a friend, a very good friend, who works as a councillor for Gloucester
county council. He works primarily with kids with problems. He was asked to see
two young boys who are at school at The Kings School, the same school that the
boys at the ball were from. They're not disturbed. Not violent. They're gay.
 At that
school, if you're caught out, is enough for you to be the subject of psychiatric
analysis. They are one year older than each of you. They have been spared the
pain of expulsion thanks to my good friend but they have to prove themselves.
They must be seen to mix with girls. We thought that, ----- well, you were in a
good position to help them. They are not interested in you sexually, they need a
leg up and so do you!"
"Meet them is all we suggest." Ziggi interrupted, "They are very nice boys. It
could help everybody. If it doesn't work,---, then back to the drawing board!"
I looked at Amy. "What do you think?"
"Nothing ventured and all that, have they had a very rough ride George?"
"Peter was trying to top himself, bless him, that's how it all came out. They have
gone through hell. Sweet girls, they need a break. If it works, you will have dates
for next years ball, they will be off the hook, everybody happy. You, Amy will
have to say that Paul is abroad and can't make the event but trusts you enough
to go with someone else. Kate being your chaperone!"
"When should we meet them?" I asked.
"Sooner the better for them, but perhaps you should give it some thought before
you make any decisions."
"Can Amy and I have a quick chat, alone for a mo?"
Ziggi stood up and smiled at George. "Come on sailor, let's get the drinks in and
give the girls a moment to think!"

Once they had left, Amy and I talked.
"They're like us. They've been sussed. In the crap. We were helped. Maybe it's
time we repaid in kind. Helping them. We would've been dead in the water had it
not been for these guys! We owe a debt of thanks. If we make it clear that we will
meet up and if it doesn't work, we walk?, will you go for it??"
Amy agreed.

"Ok. We're up for it."
 Amy, this time was the spokesperson.
"When shall we meet up?"
"George will, together with his contact, will sort something out. Call me this
coming-----?"
"Wednesday." George answered,
"Wednesday! We should have a date for you. Is there anything to avoid for you
guys?"
Amy looked at me. I shook my head.
"No, but better at a week end."
"Be the same for them remember! They're at school too! Let George sort
something and if it's sudden, I'll get Gillian to call the school and you can get that
the news that way. I would also suggest that you meet here, that is unless you
had any other ideas."
Amy looked relieved. "I was rather hoping you would say that! I'm not sure how
I'd feel meeting them on our own."
I nodded in agreement.
"Fine. That's settled then. Here it will be. There you go, g and t's all round!"




18


That night, back at school and in bed together, we went over the latest plan.
"It could work, couldn't it?" Amy didn't sound altogether confidant.
" I mean, if the
boys were ok about it. We could go together or rather with them but none of the
messing about."
"Like us, I'm sure they'll want none of that. The only problem that I can see is that
we will have to dance with them."
"What, even slow ones!"
"I guess so. The only consolation is that they're probably going through the same
thing, thinking and worrying about the same things as we are. We can only see
how the meet-up goes. See what they're like."
"What if they're really ugly!"
"Worse, what if they're really, you know, camp. What if we end up with two
Georges!"
As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I collapsed in hysterics.
"Shhhh! Keep it down, Kate! Don't even think thoughts like that! Oh God, what a
thought!" Amy giggled.
"They won't be. Right, George hasn't met them but his contact or whoever, has,
and I'm sure that he wouldn't be so stupid as to inflict that sort of humiliation on
either them or us."
We eventually settled into sleep. Both of us satisfied in every way. Emotionally,
mentally and,  naturally, sexually!!"

We both waited for the call from Gillian with nervous anticipation, but we
understood that it would probably be the next weekend before we knew. After all,
the boys would have to think about it first and they were probably be agonising
about it as much as we were. We had to be patient.

No word.
Saturday morning dawned. We readied our selves for breakfast. Tidying the
room and bundling up laundry for washing later that day. We had made a routine
of crumpling up the un slept in bed. It was made of course but engineered to give
it the lived in look !  We took turns in who's bed we slept in , so as not to create
too many suspicions. For the most part, it worked but on this occasion I had hung
a silver medallion over the bracket of the over head light of Amy's bed. The bulb
had blown and we'd reported it to the maintenance engineers.
"Swapping  beds now, are we girls ?"
Roger was a slimy, greasy little man. About 30 ish, unmarried and always looked
at the girls in a way one imagines a pervert to look at kids. He was probably ok
but not that many of us struck up conversation with him as he had a knack of
twisting the conversation around and 'talking dirty'! However this time Amy, not
me, thought she'd have some fun with him. She told him the truth. It's a fact that
sometimes if you tell it the way it is, no one will believe you!
"Actually Roger, we only ever sleep in one bed."
"I , er , "
" Normally it's Kate's bed but it gets so much punishment that sometimes we use
mine!" Amy was doing her hip swaying, strolling about the room bit and Roger,
could not keep his eyes off her!
"You know how it is Roger, when sex gets that good, well, the trappings of the
room are just things to use, to excite, to...."
"Bulb's done. Got to go. Sign here."
"Oh Roger. So soon? Don't you want to see Kate and I go down on each other?"
Fuck the signature, Roger went down the corridor like someone had set fire to his
arse.
If he got his pleasure from looking at school girls, he was to have something to
bring himself off with following that conversation!
"Shit ! What if he'd called your bluff! Yes girls. Do it for me!"
Amy was relaxed.
"Some things I can figure out all by myself and some I can't. He's so strange that
he wouldn't have had the balls to say 'ok do it' ! A gamble, I agree, but the odds
were good."
"Do you think he'll say anything?" My turn to be twitchy.
"Get off!" Amy was on a confidence trip.
"How can he say anything. He's a real thinker, not a doer. He survives on erotic
thoughts. A looser who gets kicks out of seeing young girls, dressed or
otherwise, he uses his imagination to see what he would like to see. If he was to
see one of his fantasies, he would run like a scared rabbit. Look. I offered him, in
just, that opportunity. HE RAN!"
A short pause in the conversation followed. It seemed as if it had lasted for ever.
Then at last I spoke up.
"I got kicks out of seeing you naked. Half dressed, in the shower, fully dressed?
Where do I fit in to the pattern. Roger is a man and he looks at a girl and he, well,
has thoughts. Where is he wrong? He is, to most people, normal! I'm the strange
one in all this, or rather we are, but you have to see it from his point of view. He's
really creepy but in the eyes of convention, he's normal."
Amy went silent.
"You're right. I was cruel. God! You make me feel so guilty about it!"
Under the fake mortification was a smile !
"I'll say something next time we have a bulb blow!"
"Kate, don't be cross with me? I'm trying to get around next weekend and the
boys? The last thing I wanted was that sad git."
I couldn't maintain a façade of hate for Amy for more than minuets. We were in
each others arms in seconds!
"You sod, Kate ! I really believed you were upset about my game with Roger !"
"Don't be daft. He's weird and it was good to see him squirm !"
A quick breakfast and we were off into Cheltenham.
We toured the shops first to allow Ziggi to come out of hibernation. We didn't
have too much cash, but I bought some really sexy undies. A suspender belt,
black, two pairs of stockings, black, lycra had just been introduced, mega
expensive, thongs, size 8. I was growing up ! God ! I was fitting into a full size 'A'.
Amy  was, well, loving my growing up!





19



Town was really busy that day. The reason was unknown to us. The weather
was, well, not bad but not good either. No sales on and no bank holidays. The
upshot was that because of serious weight of pedestrians, we were later arriving
at Ziggis than we'd anticipated.
As we approached, we saw two men walk in through the shop doorway. We hung
around for a few minuets and then decided to go in ourselves. We weren't used
to walking in when Ziggi had customers and normally she would turn the 'open'
sign around and bolt the door when we were there.
We walked in to a shop devoid of people but we'd seen two men walk in not ten
minuets earlier.
The door chimes announced our arrival.
Ziggi appeared from the back room and on seeing us hooted with pleasure and
hugged us both.
"You guys ok?"
As we were about to reply, she looked around her and said "Perhaps it's a good
thing! Come on through, there are two young men you need to meet!"
We didn't have the chance to protest. No time to think it over. No chance to bottle
out !!

We walked into the now very familiar surroundings of Ziggis work room. As we
walked through, two very handsome boys stood up from the couch to greet us.
Clean cut, very smartly dressed in they're 'Kings School' uniform and as
completely without words as were we !

Ziggi, sensing an en-pas, came to the rescue.
"Ok. Not like I planned but let me make the intro's. This is Kate and this is Amy."
She gestured to each of us in turn.
"Girls, this is Peter and this is Andrew."
Mutterings of 'Nice to meet you' were banded around and then silence you could
have cut with a knife. Both the boys looking, first at each other and then at there
feet.
Ziggi, sensing a problem pulled Amy away. " Lets have tiffin early! Shit, the
others promised me they'd be here by now!"

I was not going to let this phase me so during the time Ziggi and Amy were
flapping around, I went for the conversation bit.
"This wasn't the way it was going to be!" I laughed. "We were going to arrange
this properly. Are you guys as taken aback as we are?"
Andrew spoke up. "We both thought that we were going to talk about stuff, you
know, place, time and all that. We never expected.."
I could see Andrew reaching out for Peters hand and I felt so much akin to them.
"We didn't either. We were late getting here and, well sorry but maybe it's better
like this, you know informal, unannounced. No getting all fucked up about it!"
Peter looked visibly relieved. "You sound just like us when we're talking things
through. We just talk and talk." He looked down at the floor. "That was until we
were separated. More of a problem now."
Peter was clearly on the verge of tears. Looking at Andrew, obviously needing a
hug.
"Andrew hold him for Gods sake. He needs you!"
Amy had spotted it too. A situation that could have ended in a walk out but a brief
cuddle and some words of reassurance between them, kept the show on the
road.

"Oh God, I'm so sorry ! It's getting to be very difficult for us and it's starting to tell,
especially for me. I tried to commit suicide, perhaps Ziggi told you. We don't get
to be with each other at all for anything other than school work and rowing."
"Rowing?" Amy interjected,
"Yes. We are partners in a double scull. That's how we came to meet. We're
good at it. I hope that doesn't sound too swell headed but we're at three counties
level and in our age bracket there's not many to touch us."
"It's the only reason we weren't expelled," said Andrew, "Honour of the school
and all that. We had a lot of success and it had given the school some good
publicity. For it to be discovered that we were a pair of faggots would have been
unthinkable in their eyes. Saved? Yes. We now have to see each other daily, row
with each other daily, but can't ever be with each other as we both want to be."
The tears were rolling down my face. I could see their pain. I could understand
how we would feel in the same situation. I couldn't think of a worse torture.
Andrew had seen me crying. "Kate, I'm sorry. I had no intention of upsetting you.
It's our problem, not yours."
"Wrong, Andrew! It's a problem for all of us! We will all work together to sort it
out! We were helped by the most fabulous group of people when we were at our
witts end and now it's our turn to work it out for you two, with the help of the
same team."
Ziggi had been listening. "You're part of the team, Kate, remember? The team
will do it!"
Andrew blushed. His words came in a considered fashion. Peter was looking
grey. I could see how he could have lost the plot and tried to kill himself. It was
so unfair. Why couldn't they be happy and together. They obviously were in love,
so what was the problem?
"You're really kind. You actually understand! I don't know how you do but we're
grateful."
Kate looked puzzled. "You guys know that we're in the same situation, don't you?
We love each other too!"
Andrew and Peter looked at each other. Peter at last looked as if he was going to
pull through. A spark had ignited somewhere in him.
"We knew you were really close but Ziggi never said it, you know she was never
that up front about your relationship."
"Wasn't for me to say, was it?" said Ziggy. "The girls knew about you and your
problems, it was almost in the public domain, theirs wasn't. I've been keeping out
of the way. You have to sort stuff out for yourselves without my interfering. Sorry
boys but would you've turned up had I'd been totally up front?"
"I'd like to say yes, but that's probably hindsight talking."
Andrew was smiling. "We've met Amy and Kate now and they're, um delightful.
No I mean delightful and personally speaking, not being into girls, I would be very
happy to have either one on my arm at any time, not just as a point maker, but as
a friend."

"I have not felt so positive in months. You girls have opened my eyes and I can
see a way to cope now. You're right. Friends who understand. We will do it. We
can make it!" Peter was looking good!
"Peter. Amy and I said that speech first some months back! You have the right to
make it your own. More so than us." Leaning over, I kissed Peter gently on the
cheek.
"Thankyou, Kate. That kiss has just sealed a friendship."

Ziggi is and always will be, a control freak. This was to have been a situation she
was to have stage managed but the situation had overtaken her. In truth, it had
worked so well that even she could not have believed that the outcome could
have been so positive. She raised herself from the chair and announced that it
was tiffin time and we were all to stay.
Drinks were served and the conversation flowed. All of us, Ziggi included, giving
our thoughts to various problems and how to solve them. A lot of general chatting
about school life and the differences between the schools and the approach to
boarding and freedom to explore outside of the school walls. It was obvious that
we had the better regime. The boys were more regulated than us and a more
strict level of control were placed on them.
The more we talked, the more we understood.
Suddenly the bang and crash of a car pulling up outside. Seconds later, in
walked George accompanied by another man. A suited gentleman in his fifties,
old by our standards but once introduced, turned out to be Andrew and Peters
councillor.

He was a very personable man. Softly spoken with a hint of a Welsh accent but
the thing that struck me the most was his ability to listen. A refreshing change in
an adult. Our experience had been that almost all adults wanted to hold court
and stifle any views that we might want to view but he was very interested in
what we have to say. We were very interested to hear to what he had to say!

" You see, the problem, in inverted commas, with Peter and Andrews
relationship, is that in the eyes of the law, it's actually illegal but by contrast,
yours is not. The reasoning behind this fact is bizarre. When the first legislation
outlawing male homosexuality were introduced back in the Victorian earer,
women didn't even have the vote let alone have the chance of putting
themselves up for parliament so it would follow that all the legislature were men.
You of course have heard the expression ' Victorian attitudes', well they were as
hung up as the expression implies. The very thought that women could have a
same sex relationship was unthinkable! They were at the beck and call of their
men-folk and as he was the only person that made decisions within the family
unit, were not allowed, for the greater part, to work, they're only roll in life was to
sit around being pretty and entertaining her husbands guests and making babies,
if she was fortunate enough to marry into money. If from the lower social order,
her roll would be to keep house, cook for her husband and, make babies!
 Their
thinking was totally screwy as history has proved. Their virtual imprisonment,
shackled to their husbands every wish and whim, made for some very unhappy
marriages and so where better to turn for understanding and sympathy than
someone else in the same predicament! So there you have it. More same sex
relationships between women than you could shake a stick at! During the first
real period of social liberation, we're talking 1920's here, they even had a word
for it! 'pash' . 'I'm having a pash with, whoever!' Everybody knew what it meant
but the blokes were reduced to brief liaisons in public toilets and parks,
constantly looking over their shoulders, making sure the police weren't about.
The penalties were desperate for them if they were caught. None of this fifty
hours community service, or a probation order, oh no. Look at Oscar Wild.
Ballard of Reading jail and all that. He was never caught! He only admitted in
public that he was homosexual and they banged him up for years! Unfortunately
the prejudice lingers on. Peter and Andrew have been, in one sense, lucky. The
school didn't make too much of an issue of it only to say that 'they needed help'.
In that regard, I believe that they do but not in the way the school had in mind. It's
my belief that we all have choices in life. You can steer your education to suit
your talents, you can follow various fashion trends as you wish, live how you wish
and in almost every other respect, be your own person. I do understand that you
boys are in love with each other,. This is one of the things you get no choice in.
Depending on your view point, it was fate or Gods will."

A look at each other said all. Like Amy and I, they were committed to each other.
" You should be happy that we've found a way to go. How do you want to play it.
Do you want us to arrange further meets?"
All four of us looked at each other and shook our heads.
" I recon we all feel comfortable enough with each other to arrange stuff
ourselves. We should build on our new friendships. What do you think boys?"
I was feeling very upbeat.
" Definitely." Peter replied. "I've not felt so positive, well, for months. I really feel
now that we can move forward. All of you, all of you have given us real hope!"
"You're not going to desert us are you?" Ziggi looked concerned.
"God no!" Amy looked at her with a smile, "We'll be plaguing you every time
we're in town!"
"As will we. You can't shake us off now, after everything you've done for all of us.
Especially Peter and I."
"Andrew, we think that the biggest scam was done for us. Amy and I would have
been buried had it not been to these guys!"
" I feel the first tiff coming on, Kate!!" Andrew was trying to suppress a giggle.
Ziggi was collapsing into hysterics.
"Coool ! I want to make one arrangement on your behalf, and before you say no,
let me tell you what I - . No not I but Gillian has set up for you."



20




"Do you, Kate, remember that meal in town with Gill ?"
"Well yes. Never to be forgotten, except I was  so nervous, you know, being just
after the ball and everything!"
"But you had a good time, enjoyed the meal and the company, I mean the
company of the other customers.?"
"Yes. It was wonderful. What are you trying to get at !"
" Gill has left a blank cheque with the restaurant, on condition that this meeting
was a success. It's for all four of you to eat and drink out with her love. It includes
taxies each way and all you guys have to do is let me know date and time and it's
a done deal. What do you say!"
Amy and I looked at each other and beamed!
"We're up for it ! You guys also? "
Andrew spoke for both.
" We'd love to. We have school commitments but yes, it would be great. Would
you and Gillian be there too?"
" You will be on your own. Terms of conditions and all that. This meet had to be a
success. The question of 'did you want us to arrange the next meet' was the
crunch question! You guys scored the bulls eye.! "
" That would be fantastic. " I said. " This place is brill and non of us will feel 'out of
place' ! It's the best venue for us to meet up together for the first time alone. "
They were all looking first at me and then at Ziggi. Totally confused.
" This is the place. I'll try and tell you what it's like. We will all love it. All four of
us. I promise! "
I gave probably the best marketing presentation ever. Once I'd stopped talking,
they were sold and the date was set for the following Tuesday evening. It had to
be soon. Term end was upon us all.




21



Three days later following prep and not appearing for evening dinner, we
prepared ourselves for the evening ahead. As girls do, we took time selecting our
outfits, meticulous with our make-up and hair. Gill had spent some time showing
me how to blow-dry it into the style she had cut. I have to say, I was getting really
quite good at it!
Once satisfied that we were ready, we headed of for the gate lodge, late passes
in hand. These weren't too much of a problem to get as mocks were out of the
way and so the pressure was off us to a degree.
Our taxi arrived and we sped off into Cheltenham.
We arrived at the restaurant earlier than expected. Andrew and Peter hadn't yet
arrived. It was starting to drizzle and so we opted to take shelter inside.
We were greeted by Amanda.
"Hello you two! You must be Amy. So pleased to meet you and of course, so nice
to see you again Kate. Am I right in suggesting gin and tonics might fit the bill
right now?"
"That would be great. Thankyou. Nervous anticipation. I think we both need some
shoring up!"
Amanda gestured to one of the waiting staff who promptly came over to us.
"George, I want you to take good care of these very lovely customers. They are
to be your only responsibility tonight!"
I looked. Amy looked. George smiled!
"Yes lovely girls! I'm your slave for this evening. Got to keep close to members of
the team. Not too close mind. Just here to be sure they're no unforeseen
problems like unexpected teachers or whatever. I'll fetch the gins right now and
I'll also keep an eye out for the boys. Lovely aren't they! Oh you won't think that
but me,-- gins on they're way"
George minced off to get the drinks.

"Actually he's wrong." Amy was looking quizzical.
"How's that?"
"They are lovely. The boys. Peter and Andrew. I don't mean I fancy them but
they're well educated, well behaved, well groomed and, for boys, well,- lovely!"
"Yeh, you're right! I've got to say I'm rather intrigued to see how tonight goes! I
like them too. Couples together we're really very alike."
Amy was still deep in 'thought mode'
"We've had better breaks. Let's not loose sight of that."
"Yes you're on the button as always, Amy, I won't."
Just as I thought I was going to feel humiliated, George arrived with the drinks.
"Hmm! Boys are late! Here you go girls!" George placed the drinks on the table
together with some up-market 'nibbles'.
"We're early, George!" I whispered.
"No, won't hear of it. You two are just too divine to be early, late or anything else.
Got to be the boys!!" A switch of a smile, and George left us.
We sipped at our drinks and chatted.
Some half hour later, just after we'd ordered another round of drinks, Amanda
came to our table.
"I've two young gentlemen asking for you. Shall I show them to your table?"
"Thank you. Yes please. Is it Peter and Andrew?" I asked.
"Yes it is, however I have to be seen to be unassuming!!! I'll bring them through!"
Amanda reappeared some few minuets later with the boys. They were out of
school uniform and looked much more 'young men' than they did at out first
encounter at Ziggis. They had obviously gone to a lot of trouble to dress well, as
had we and I have to say, heads were turning!
"What can I get you gentlemen to drink?" Amanda asked.
A momentary pause, then Peter spoke up. "Gin and tonic for me, Andy?"
"I'll have a glass of white wine please. Dry if possible, thanks.
"I will bring the wine list over to you and you can select to suit your self."
"No need but thanks, just a glass of the house dry wine will do just fine!"
That's ok but I'll bring the wine list over just in case you would like to order to
compliment your meal. Kate. Would it be ok if I could have just a quick word?"
I followed Amanda to the reception desk.
"Don't hold back on ordering, my love. Have the lot if you can take it! I know that
this is paid for by Gillian but I'll be gentle with the account. Have the best of the
best. I'll try to advise with the wine. The food is up to you but don't look at the
prices because that's not what Gillian will be paying. Go have fun!"
"Problems?"
I came back to the table and the others were in conversation. It was Peter who
asked the question.
"Oh no problem. I was just told that we should act as if we had the funds to pay
for anything we liked! Amanda isn't going to fleece Gill for the full whack. We
have to enjoy!"
Enjoy we did. The evening was one of the best I can recall. The conversation
flowed between us and we started to build up a real friendship. No subject was
off limits and Amy and I were getting the full picture of the boys problems.
Amanda and George flitted about us giving the impression to the other dinners
that we were perhaps the most important customers in the house.
Some of the other customers who I'd previously met, came up and I did the
introductions which I have to say made me feel slightly uncomfortable at times
but George or Amanda were never far from the scene and came to my rescue.

We were just settling into the sweet course when I had a brainwave.
"I've been dreading the summer holidays. I mean not the holiday itself, more the
not being able to be with Amy for eight weeks. I've been thinking. What's
everyone got planned?"
Amy looked at me. "With my folks, I guess and going along with whatever they've
got planned."
"Likewise for me. I don't know whatever if anything is going down. Dad is so busy
empire building and mother too busy holding court to the village nobs and
'hangers-on' that she hardly realises that I'm about the place."
"Is it that tedious at home, Andrew?" Amy interjected,
"No. To be fair to them, they do their best but they have a problem readjusting to
the fact that there is another person around, especially in the summer when all
the garden parties and fetes are on. Christmas is different. That's a good time to
be home. Dad takes time from the office and the whole family descends on us
and it's a party from start to finish!"
Peter had much the same problem. "I'm normally the unpaid gardener. They give
or should I say encourage, Don, our gardener, to take holiday. Still the work has
to be done and I'm the one who gets roped in to doing it!"
"I just loaf about." Amy muttered, "I don't really know anyone in the village now
I'm away at school. Those I do,  I find we're worlds apart. What makes you ask
Kate?"
"My parents are stuck in Yokohama. Dads ship has to undergo a minor refit.
They asked if I wanted to fly out to Japan but dock-side Yokohama is not my idea
of fun plus the twelve hour flight is even worse. Dad has asked Katrina, the girl
who was our house keeper, to come back to England to act as a 'minder' for me.
Kat's nice. You'd like her. Come to my house, all of us together. It would be so
good! We've so much room. Swimming pool, indoor gym, games room, all the
stuff and of course we would have to split into boys rooms / girls rooms, if you get
my drift! Near to the village we have a rowing club. I can arrange an introduction
to the captain and if you guys wanted you could practice. Good excuse to come
over if you wanted to!?"
"Are you serious! I could swing it! Andrew?"
"Yes with out a doubt! We will be with girls and I'll get the usual 'talk' but the fact
that this other lady will be there it won't be a problem. Just need to contact them
with dates."
I was looking at Amy.
"The first week is out for me. I've just remembered. I've a wedding of some
obscure cousin to attend but I'm sure I can make the rest of the time!
"It's on then. I'll give you my full name and address and if folks get touchy, they
can check it out!"
"Let's do it after the first week so we can all be together." Andy interjected, "Less
problems and less agro!!"

So it was agreed. The second week of the summer recess we would all stay at
my house.
We finished our meal and after a glass of port and feeling just a touch light
headed, we went our separate ways in taxies but not before giving our thanks to
Amanda and George.
" I have to say that you all were, well, lets just say, a delight to have as guests!
Really enjoyed you being here and you must promise that you come back soon
and remember. The team work pays off. Don't think that you can't afford to come
here. Just book in advance and I will be gentle with the bill." Amanda was almost
embarrassing "They're so many people that hold you in high esteem, we all love
you to bits and you know that you can do it and if you have problems, you can
turn to any one of them for help and assistance. All of you."
We made our fair-wells and disappeared into the night. We'd exchanged
addresses and phone numbers and the stage was set. Summer was going to be
a good one!



22


The rest of the term went as normal. Amy and I were together and happy. We
met the boys as much as we could, for no other reason, that we could be of help
to them. I wasn't sure that we'd been as much  help as we'd wished but later that
summer I thought that we could at least give them the chance to spend some
private time together.
  The last day was rather difficult for us. All the other girls hugging and crying.
Their hugs and cries for no one but their own emotions but ours was different.
We were lovers. Our parting was emotional times ten.
Amy held me so close. I could feel her body through my clothes. Tears streaming
down her face. When we kissed, I could only taste salt. We had said our
goodbyes before and promised that this scene wouldn't have occurred. Shit
happens, they say.



23




I look the train home and was met, after some waiting around, by Katrina.
"So sorry I was late but the traffic... You know!?
"Yes Kat. I know. It's a big problem. Please don't worry about it"
We sped home and at last I could change and relax in my own space. I shook off
my school clothes and relaxed on my bed. The pull of swimming in our pool was,
after a while, too much. I changed into my bikini costume and complete with
towel, I went down to the gym and through to the swimming pool.
I swam and swam. Thoughts of Amy rushing through my mind but she was not
around so I could only swim.
After a while Katrina came out and sat by the pool.
"Oh that looks so good!" she said."I wish I could swim with you but I'm not
allowed. I must cook your tea. Your father was most insistent! "
"Screw tea! You swim if you want! The water is great! Come on in!"
Katrina looked at the pool, then me having fun and shrugged.
"Ok. Here I come!"





She shook off the 'hippy-type'  shift she was wearing and dived into the water,
totally naked.
After a few lengths, hardly coming up for air, Katrina finally took some rest.
"You... , I mean ,do you, um always swim without clothes, I mean at all, ever!?
I could not believe what I was seeing.
"Oh. I'm so sorry. Did I upset you. I'm so.."
"It's ok. It took me by surprise. It's, um, ok"  I looked down almost as I was
ashamed about what I'd said.
"Kate. I'm really sorry ! Where I come from, we don't have a problem with nudity,
more we feel it is the most natural way to be. I didn't think. In England it is
maybe, more , what is the word, unconventional !"
"Please, it's ok. I'm not shocked! I live in a boarding school, girls only! Only I've
heard about 'skinny dipping' but never done it or seen it done until tonight."

"You should try, Kate. It feels so liberating. Maybe another time. Now I must
prepare your tea."
Katrina stepped out of the pool and I watched her walk into the changing area.
Her body was fit and totally in proportion. Her breasts were tight and moulded,
her body, whilst bigger than I'd seen before was absolutely  rounded in all the
right places.
I felt a twinge of guilt looking at her. She was exactly how I wanted to be. She
looked, well, fantastic !!




24



"Kate ! Supper is just about ready " I had almost finished changing when Katrina
called.

I was more than a little bit hungry and the meal that she'd prepared was just
perfect. After dinner, the washing up done, I asked Kat if she would like a drink.
"I don't think I'm allowed. You must remember that I'm here to take care of you. I
shouldn't do this without your father or another member of the family asking me."
"Kat. I'm the other member of the family. Ok? I'm going to have a gin and tonic.
What would you like?"
Kat looked at me and after some moments, smiled. "I too would love a gin and
tonic."
We sat and talked for most of the evening. The gin bottle got something of a
hammering.
It was one of those sultry, sticky English evenings. No air and despite the air
conditioning, it was hard to be comfortable.

"Let us swim again. It is the right time. A hot night and I feel like a dip in the pool
would do me good." Katrina was up for it and I had enough to drink for it to sound
also like a good idea.
The pool lights were on and Kat led the way. She stripped off and dived into the
pool.
I was searching around for my bikini.

"Kate. Don't worry about that. Try it naked. You'll love it!"
I'd had just enough gin to give me the courage. In I went. Katrina was right. The
feeling of the water scudding around my body was wonderful. We swam around,
diving and generally horsing about when Kat said she was tired and she would
stay poolside if I wanted to stay in but she was going to change. I had another
couple of lengths in me and then I got out. I picked up the towel and wrapped it
around me, tucking it in around my breasts before walking into the changing
area.

Katrina was dried and ready by the time I walked in.
"Let me dry your back, Kate. It's easy for me. I can see what I'm doing."
She reversed the towel and gently massaged my neck and shoulders. My
shoulder blades were next, down my back to my bum.  The movement of the
slightly course towelling material gently moving against my breasts felt fantastic. I
closed my eyes and allowed my nipples to get erect. I must have moaned. It
wasn't a voluntary thing but Kat had noticed it. A change of the body language, a
moan, I don't know. She stopped abruptly.

"Did I hurt you?"
"No. No. It felt good." I had to think on my feet. Damn! I was turned on!
"The journey home has stiffened me up. You are a great massager, Kat!"
"Ok. I think I understand. I'm pleased you enjoy. If you want another you must
only ask, yes?"
"Oh I will. Thankyou!"
We finished off with another gin and tonic, telling Kat about the 'Tiffin time' story,
but, of course, without the reasons for being there.
"You have a good time, at school, yes?"
"Yes good. I'm happy now I have my friend Amy. She's fab. You will get on great
with her!"
You talk a lot about Kate. I have had some two calls about your boy friends
staying here. You don't talk about them very much."
"Calls? Who called, Kat?"
"The boys, how do you say, mum and dad?"
"Yes that's cool?"
"I told them that the sleeping arrangements would be 'boy with boy and girl with
girl'. They were happy. Is that ok with you?"
"Yes fine. They're just really good friends. You know, we're not sleeping together,
and we won't be."
"Yes. Now I understand. All will be ok. You and Amy will have my room. I have a
bathroom   'en suit' and I will take your room, The boys will have the 'en suit'
guest room. I will take the annex. Now we should take some sleep."

I went to bed feeling very randy. Kats massage had started a fireball inside me. I
showered again to try and calm down but it didn't work.
I lay on the bed and started, almost without thinking, to play with my nipples.
Dutifully, they went hard, like cherry stones. I tweaked and pinched until my groin
was on fire. Sliding my hand down to my crotch, I started on myself. Mind
pictures of Amy and then of Kat flooded through my mind. I was working myself
to fever pitch when I heard a knock on the door.
Katrina  walked into my room. "I didn't know that was how upset you were
feeling. "Kat looked a touch embarrassed. " You must miss her a lot. No, I wasn't
spying but I could hear you. I think you need a really thorough massage."
Like a compliant child, I turned on to my stomach. "Please Kat. That would be
wonderful."
Gently, Katrina massaged the nape of my neck working around my shoulders
and under my arm pits. Moving her hands firmly yet gently down my spine,
pressing into each bone in my back. The sensation of relaxation was intoxicating.
Working ever downwards until she reached my bum. Leaning over me as she
squeezed and kneaded my bum cheeks, I could feel her breasts under the flimsy
shift she was wearing, just ever so slightly glancing over my back. My legs just
slightly apart, she ran her forefinger down the crack of my bottom tickling my bum
hole. The magic of this touching was driving me wild but I was fighting like hell,
the instinct to react.
"You are too tense! You must relax and let yourself go!"
Katrina's hands slipped down my thighs and legs to my feet. She massaged the
soles of my feet, not tickling but with positive movements. Back up my legs to my
bottom where she resumed the wonderful stroking of my bum hole. I made
myself relax.
"Oh God, that feels so good!"
"Does it? The best is yet to come, little one. I'm getting very hot. Please just one
moment."
Katrina stopped briefly only to remove her shift. Tossing it onto the floor, she
continued her work on my body. Now I could feel her breasts, not just glancing
my back but with an almost positive pressure, her breathing was getting more
urgent.
"Now you must turn over and let me massage the rest of you."
Without even thinking and without any question, I turned over. Katrina looked
down on me and smiled. "You are indeed, a very pretty young lady!"
She worked her fingers into the front of my shoulders and around my breasts. My
nipples were stiff and erect. I longed for her to touch and play with them but I was
going to have to wait. I half opened my eyes to see her breasts swaying above
me. Her nipples were hard and red and her face flushed. She was every bit as
turned on as I was! I moved my hand and reached up and touched her tit,
cupping it in my hand stroking her rock hard nipple. Katrina took a sharp intake of
breath but continued to massage me Down my tummy and around the very tops
of my legs. She smiled down at me as I continued to feel her breast. All of a
sudden she swung her leg over my body sitting astride of me facing my feet.
She exerted no pressure on me as she continued to massage the sides and front
of my thighs. My legs were more that slightly apart and I was so turned on I just
could not believe! I could feel Katrina moving back and forth, up and down my
tummy, her breathing was coming in short, sharp gasps. She leaned into me
more and her movements became more positive. I tensed my tummy muscles to
give her some thing to rub against. She almost cried with wanting and passion.
"Not now, please! Not like this! I want you too feel so good and I've so much I
want to do to you!"
I redoubled my 'tummy tensioning'. I wanted her to cum on me. I really wanted it!
No thought to my own built up passion, just I wanted her to cum on me and she
did. Big time! "Oh my God!!" Kat shrieked. "Oh yes, oh yes dear Kate, Oh God,
God, God.....Agh yes! Yes!"
Katrinas body stiffened like iron and then shook as she climaxed. Waves and
waves of passion flowed from her that seemed to go on for ever. My tummy was
awash with her juices and once she'd calmed down a bit, I motioned her up my
body until I could pull her sex down onto my face. A clean-up job! I gently licked
the inside of her thighs, drinking down as much of her nectar that I could get. In
turn Kat started to lick her own cum juices off my tummy. Looking up, I could see
her wet cunt hanging over my face. Katrina, still licking my stomach, I reached
out and drew her pussy lips down so I could finish the 'clean-up' job properly I
licked her pussy lips, the scent driving me wild. I licked and dabbed and found
her clit. Teasing it gently with my tongue, I did my own bit of massaging! Ever so
gently, I licked firmer and harder until it was swollen enough for me to suck it into
my mouth. Then I did it! I lashed out with my tongue! Katrina, I'm sure almost had
a heart attack as she screamed into another orgasm. I collected all and was
pleased for it all! She collapsed into a heap on top of me. I could feel her breath
in between my legs but whilst I was turned on, it didn't seem to matter. She was
spent, at least for a while! After some few minuets Katrina came back to earth.
I wanted you to have pleasure, not me! I've never in my whole life had a multiple
orgasm! It  was you! You are a wonderful lover!"
"I wanted you to cum!"I answered, "I want to but, I need to take a break. Please
Kat, don't say anything to Amy about this, she might get mad!"
"Oh wow! I'm still recovering! No. I won't say anything. I needed that. I've always
wanted you. I'm not in the business of screwing up relationships. I will be a real,
how do you say, diplomat!"

"I need to cool down. I recon I'll swim again."
"I'll get a drink for you for when you come out of the pool. Kate. Thankyou!"
I was still very, very sexually hot. "Pay back time! At some time!"
Katrina looked at me and smiled. "I understand. It's only what I was wanting in
the first place!"
I walked down to the pool. I was stark naked but with no one around, what was
the problem? I hit the light switch for the under pool lights and slipped into the
pool. The very slight chill of the water helped me to calm down and after about
fifteen minutes, I was out of the water, changed and dressed. A summer robe
that my dad had bought back from Japan on a previous trip. Loose fitting and
coming only to about nine inches above my knees, I thought that given the level
of humidity, it was a good move! The thought of what Kat might think of it never
crossed my mind!
Not a good fib teller, am I!!

We sat down to a light supper. Katrina, thank God, never mentioned the earlier
episode.
"Do you think we should have a drink, you know, to round off the evening?"
"Yes. A brill idea!" I replied. Katrina proceeded to poor two large gin and tonics.
"Tomorrow I must replace this bottle. I don't need your father to notice that his
drinks cabinet has been raided!"
"He won't be home for months. Just so long as there is enough for us and for
Amy, when she arrives, it should be ok."
Katrina looked sad. "Yes. I forgot for a moment. Amy is coming soon.
 Jesus. She's in love with me, I thought.
We finished our drinks and I headed for bed.
"I will clear up the kitchen and I, also will come up."
I wandered up to my room. I needed to wash the chlorine off, so I headed for the
shower. Once I'd washed and happy that my skin was not going to dry out too
much, I made for bed.
A tap on the door.

25




"Kate? There is something I must, well, um, there is something I need to show
you!"
"Ok, Kat. I'll come to your room but I'm tired and need to sleep."
"You will relax but I need to see you."
I was still turned on from earlier. Kat must have known.
I knocked the door. "Come in, Kate! You don't need to knock for me!"
I was led into the  room.. Katrina had a king sized bed. She ushered me to sit
down and then told me she was going to finish the massage she'd started earlier.
Katrina removed my day gown. I held my arms up for her to remove it, like a doll.
She laid me down on my back and removed her shift. God she was sexy! I
wanted her again. She wanted me more!
Warming some moisturiser in her hands, she looked at me, You have a very
desirable body and I desire it and I'm going to make you feel so good. Katrina
made me lay on my tummy and using the warmed moisturiser, she massaged my
spine , shoulder blades and down to my bum. I was waiting for the exquisite 'bum
hole' massage, but instead, she bent down over me and probed by bum with her
tongue.
I went wild! God, it felt  so unbelievably sexy! I squirmed and squirmed, opening
my self as wide as I could so she could pleasure me. Oh, she pleasured me! Her
tongue was working on and around my bottom. She was pushing at my ring in
such a way that I couldn't help to relax and in doing so, it allowed her tongue to
penetrate me! She couldn't do much more that slightly enter me, a tongue is only
so long but I was wildly hot. She wanted more!



26




Turning me over, Katrina attacked my boobs, gently handling them with her
hands soaked in warm moisturising cream. She worked her hand around me like
an expert. Moving slowly to my nipples which were hard and inflamed with
passion. Gently tweaking and rubbing, she was bringing me so close to a climax,
Katrina was having her work cut out keeping me still enough to continue her
sexual attack on me!
I was in the highest state of sexual pleasure that I'd ever experienced. She
worked me up and went down on to the important bit!
Working down my slit, now graced with a dusting of downy hairs, she went for my
cunt.
Very easy for her! I was just so wet!
Her tongue slipped in and wallowed inside sucking and lapping me into a state of
frenzy!!
She was avoiding my clit, which was absolulty on fire. I needed to cum so much!
The next sensation was fire of a rather different kind.
Katrina inserted something into me which stretched me so wide. That in it's self
wasn't a problem. She pushed harder into my pussy.
A vibrator. It was huge. I screamed as she tore the vibrator through my hymen.
White lightening pain, followed by exquisite pleasure. I'd just lost my virginity!!
She played the vibrator as if It was a violin. Speeds up and down, in and almost
out so I screamed for more, finally playing it around my clit!! Seconds later, I
collapsed into the most massive climax of my life! Katrina followed on with her
'clean up' job. I didn't cum a second time. I'd just been fucked! I was tired! She
snuggled in to me. I could feel her naked body entwining me. Whispering to my
ear, she said, "I'm not going to spoil your relationship with Amy. This has never
happened. You are very desirable. I wanted to be with you but I'm understanding
of your relationship."
"Hold me Kat! Don't leave me tonight! You were fantastic! Thanks for
remembering Amy?"
I drifted off to oblivion as Katrina snuggled closer into me, kissing me
passionately on my neck. My last sensation was her hands cupping my breasts
and had I'd not felt so tired, I would've been up for it again but sleep won!!

I woke at about seven o'clock and much as I tried, I couldn't get back to sleep.
Katrina had turned over during the night, so
I was able to get out of bed without disturbing her.
I made myself a cup of tea and sat by the pool and reflected on the previous
night. I loved Amy but a different approach had been shown to me and I loved
Kat for it. I drank my tea and contemplated a swim but as I was still naked, the
water seemed still a touch cold. I went back inside and looked at the clock Eight-
fifteen. I made a mug of coffee for Kat and took it up to her room.
"Waiky waiky! Just me with some coffee!" Katrina came to and raised herself on
to her elbow.
"It's my 'one time lover'. With coffee!"
"Not one time lover. You are fab!!"
"Thankyou for the coffee. I feel bad about last night. You have Amy. This was
bad of me but...."
"Kat, I wanted you too! Did you hear me asking you to stop?! No .So drink your
coffee and let me still think about last night, which I have to say was fantastic. Let
me worry about Amy. Just don't say anything."
I leaned over and kissed her full and slowly on the mouth. Kat kissed me back.
"Drink your coffee!"
I left the room feeling so turned on. I felt bad about feeling this way and at such
an early time in the day. I was about to learn that sex is to be enjoyed anytime
you like!

27


I wandered back to my bed room and started to run the shower. I was fortunate.
The shower in my room was huge. Dad always thought that it was built for some
one with disabilities as it was about six foot square. I shook off my tee shirt and
stepped in. The warmth of the water was nice. It had been chilly out by the pool
earlier. I soaped my self. I wasn't aware of the tap on my bedroom door however
I did hear the knock on the glass door of the shower cubicle.
Kat was standing out side. Naked. I diverted the shower nozzle so as not to
spray her and opened the door.
"You must let me wash your back!" she whispered. I hoped and preyed that it
wasn't just my back she wanted to wash! My prayers were answered! Katrina
stepped into the cubicle. She looked fantastic! The water running down her
perfect body, running in rivulets between her breasts and down the flat plain of
her tummy eventually downwards into her pubic mound and down her legs. She
took  the soap dispenser from its hook and proceeded to plaster me. God it felt
so sexy! Next she palmed it in all over and then pressed into me soaping herself
from my body. I was going wild! Katrina wasn't going to be rushed. With a very
delicate touch, she inched her way around my waist until her hand was on my
bum. Soaped up, she probed my bottom. I was in no mood to stop her! Fingering
me gently, I could feel her middle finger trying to penetrate me . My eyes were
closed. I couldn't see where she was looking or what was her next move.
"Relax my beautiful girl! Just relax!!"
I made a conscious effort to do just that and then I felt penetration! Kat had the
vibrator and pushed, gently, I have to say, up inside my arse.
Kat was on her knees and as she pushed it up inside me, so she tongued my
pussy. The sensation, once I'd got used to it, was different but very pleasurable. I
tried to relax as much as I could and the vibrator, as a result slid up inside me to
its hilt. I rocked on it, getting as much pleasure as I could get from this alien
penetration. As I pushed against her mouth, she pushed the vibrator into me. I
felt the start of my orgasm.
I was about to cum. Kat must have known. She turned the vibrator on and hit my
clit with her tongue. I almost passed out. I hadn't ever climaxed like that ever!
Katrina had to support me as I nearly crashed to the floor! Once supported, she
washed the soap off me and turned off the shower. "This is what Amy must have,
she needs to understand that you want all of her." Kat dried me and just as I was
ready to put on my shift, she stopped me. Reaching behind me, she withdrew the
vibrator that was still up my bum. I'd forgotten it was there! Yes that was
pleasure! I spent the rest of the day dozing by the pool or swimming, waiting for
the night to fall.
Shortly after lunch, Katrina appeared for a swim. She dived in to the water and
did a couple of lengths before emerging from the water. Walking over, she kissed
me on the lips and told me she was going into town shopping and would be back
in a couple of hours. I kissed her back. "Take care! I'll be here!"
"I will bring you back a present! You are such a lovely girl! I am envious of Amy.
You could have anybody in the world you wanted. I'm so lucky to, if just for a few
nights to have made love to you. I will never forget you!"
"I'm lucky too! You are fantastic and I can't wait for you to come back home!"
Kat blushed very hard. "I will be back soon," changing the subject. "Think about
supper and what I can cook for you." She disappeared.
I was just about to drop off to sleep again, when I heard the phone ringing. I
dashed indoors and lifted the receiver. It was Amy. "I'm getting the three o'clock
train on Saturday. I should be with you by seven or their abouts. Any chance of a
lift from the station?"
"Oh yes of course! I'll talk to Katrina as soon as she gets back from the shops!"
"You've been ok? I mean with Katrina. You made her sound like a bit of an ogre."
"No I've tamed her! You will love her to bits. She's so cool!"
"Wow you've changed your mind!"
"Yes just a bit. You'll meet her. You'll like her. I love you. Have a safe journey!"
"I'll try! You sound as if you're having a good time. You must tell me all about it
when I see you."
"I will! Can't wait to be with you! There is so much to tell you!"
"Hmm!! Sounds good! See you on Saturday!"
>From the tone of Amy's voice, she must have gathered that something had been
going on but she didn't sound in the least bit upset. "You will! Call me if you have
any delays or stuff, won't you."
"I will and remember to keep Katrina sweet 'cos I don't want to stay with an ogre!"
"In hand!" I reassured her.
"Hmm!! I bet it is!" Amy laughed  "Two other things. Have you heard from the
boys and have you contacted the rowing club?"
"Neither. I'm going into town tomorrow and I will visit the rowing club then. I'll ask
Kat to phone the boys. It's better coming from her, you know?"
"Sure. I understand. Kat now is it? You really have  turned her around, so to
speak!"
I collapsed into hysterics. "Sort of! Stop it!!"
A slightly more serious tone of voice from Amy. "You do still love me, don't you?"
"If you really want to ask such dumb questions, the answer is yes. More than you
can imagine. I want you to be here now, tonight but I can wait for my lover!"
"I'll be in your arms Saturday night. Shit! I've got to go! The sun will rise before
expected! See you!!"

26




The pointless comment made by Amy was a code we used at school. Sun meant
son, or S.O.N. Some One Senior. Rising then becomes obvious. Rising above
you! Her Mum or Dad had interrupted or conversation.
I was getting wet as I thought about her!
God this week had been a sexual whirl And the rest of it?!  Katrina was still out
shopping!.
I went back outside and contemplated a swim, the juices still running inside me
following Amy's call. I decided instead to crash out by the pool and try and get
some sleep. I was very tired after the previous nights bedroom athletics! I
removed my day gown and lay out, tummy down on the diving board.
I must have gone straight to sleep. I woke some three hours later. Stiff, chilly and
rather sun-tanned! I donned my gown and headed for the house. As I walked in, I
could hear noises coming from the kitchen. I tentatively looked around the door
only to see Katrina putting away the shopping. "God you scared me! I thought we
had burglars! "
"I'm sorry Kate but I did try to wake you, in fact I put some sun block on your
back. You didn't even stir. Maybe I think an early night is a good idea for you!"
"I think I just caught up on lost sleep. Did you really put sun block on my back!"
"Oh yes! I can't believe you didn't notice! Your back was very hot and although I
try to warm the cream with my hands it must have been cold to you. You didn't
move. You could've been dead except your breathing!"
"Perhaps that's why I woke up feeling cold."
"Maybe but your metabolic rate slows when you sleep. Your heart slows and with
it the flow of blood around your beautiful body. So you wake cold! See! I'm not so
stupid!"
I padded over to her and kissed her on the cheek. "No your not stupid, you're
fantastic. I'm pleased I got that nap and thank you for looking to my back."
Kat blushed. "I was planning to put the lotion in other places as well as your back
but you were too asleep! Now go and have a bath and warm your self up. Supper
will be about an hour. Go now and come down when you're done and we can
have, how you say, 'tiffin'?!"
Couldn't argue with that one! I ran the tub and relaxed in the blood hot water.
Once I had warmed up, I towelled my self off but took some care over my back
which was, just a little sore!
I looked out a long tee shirt. It came down to between my hips and my knees.
Long enough to be decent but comfortable enough to be cool and, yes. A little bit
sexy!! I wandered down stairs, taking with me a small bottle of my favourite nail
varnish. I took some strips of toilet tissue with me to put in between my toes
before applying the varnish. I called out to Kat that I was down before settling into
the settee, readying my self to varnish my toes. I had finished putting the rolled
up toilet roll in between the toes of my right foot, having studied them for some
moments. I had always thought that my feet were one of my better attributes
Small, nice insteps, no hard skin and toes that chiselled nicely. No toe protruding
in front of another. A perfect step down from big to little. I f that sounds swell-
headed, well tough! I had bits that I would change, believe me! Katrina walked
into the room with large gin and tonics in her hand. "Oh I must do this for you! It's
better for me as I can see what I'm doing better than you." She wasn't going to
be argued with. Despite my protestations, she handed me my drink and
proceeded to varnish my toe nails. It was quite an erotic sensation having my
feet touched so carefully. She knew about the art of make up so much better
than I and once done she told me to sit still as a second layer would ensure that
it wouldn't chip off so readily. "I will go and fetch some more drinks for us. You
must keep still so the colour does not smudge."
Walking back into the room, Katrina put the drinks on the table, looked at my toes
and said "Ok you can move now, I think they're dry enough. I must get a hair
drier for the next coating! Oh it's ok! It keeps the shine on better. Please. Just
one moment." I took a pull on the gin and relaxed as it's warmth spread through
me. Kat reappeared and proceeded to apply a second coat of nail polish. Each
toe in turn was dried with her hair drier. Once she had done all ten toes
she stood up and asked me what i thought.
"So smooth! So totally glass finished! That's great! How did you ever learn that?"
"Magazines! No big secret! It works. You have to say it works!"
"You'll have to teach me more, Kat. I'm very impressed!"
"So much, my lovely Kate, I want you to know but time is not with us."
"Meaning what?" I asked.
"Your Amy is coming and I will loose you. This is going to be hard for me. Please
understand. I will not say a word but just remember me sometimes when you are
together."
"I will not forget you! Jesus Christ! I'm in love down to my boots with Amy! Yes I
admit it! I want tonight to be with you, if that is, if you want me? I don't expect
Amy thinks she will be my only lover and you, well.."
I was running out of words. My face flushed with the wanting of this woman and
the slight feeling of guilt that was creeping in because of my relationship with her.
"You still want me?"
"Oh God yes!"
"I am more pleased than you know! I respect you and Amy and as I said, I won't
be a pain when she's here."
"She knows, Kat! I didn't say as much but she knows and she sounded cool
about it. You will love her too. Let's have a night cap!"
A further gin and tonic, supper, another g+t and I went up to bed. I showered
slowly and dried myself even more slowly, listening for Katrina's footsteps on the
stairway but none came. As the minuets passed, I became more concerned. I
thought that I'd left enough heavy hints for her to follow me up. I covered my self
with a huge bath towel and went down stairs. I kept my noise down as best I
could but on entering the lounge, I saw Kat sobbing her heart out. Head in
between her legs physically shaking with emotion.
"What is the matter Kat! Why is this! What's the problem!" I went to cuddle her.
She ushered me away.
"I'm bad! You are so young and I've been bad with you. God will punish me for
this. I must leave once you're back at school. Don't hate me, Kate. Please don't
hate me!!"
Katrina melted into a sobbing convulsion.
 "I'm not in the business of hate! Come on. Please. You're tired too. Late night for
us both. Gin and emotions don't go hand in hand. Come on. Bed time now. It's
going to be fine!"
I ushered the tearful Katrina up to her room, laid her on her bed and kissed her
good night. She was played out. Her concern for me had out weighed concern for
herself! I went to bed and for the first time that holiday, set an alarm clock. I
wanted to wake her with  tea and see the sparkle in her eyes again.
Could I sleep? Could I hell! I wandered up and down the length of my room, the
thoughts in my head, going wild. I ventured out of my room and into Katrina's.
Slipping off my night dress, I slipped in beside her. I snuggled up to her and I
could feel her push back but I could see was sound asleep, as was I, some few
moments later.
I woke the next morning completely refreshed. Katrina and I had done a 180
degree turn and she was cuddling me. I slipped out of bed and went down and
put the kettle on. Looking at the clock, it was almost eight ^Ö fifteen. Not bad. This
is going to be a good day. I spoke too soon. The rumble of thunder that signals
the start of a summer storm, rattled around the village. The skies darkened and
the rain, big drops, almost bouncing on the floor, started to fall.
Oh well! It was going to happen! This is England! I flicked the remote for the TV
as I was making the drinks. The forecast came on. Nice Mr. Fish! He proudly
announced that this was only a glitch in the sequence of long dry spells that were
to come. However, today was going to be very wet.
(Did I say that!!)
I left a decent time period and then made Kat some coffee. I took her drink up
stairs and with my foot, pushed open her door. She was still in the same position
that I'd left her in. So as not to wake her, I started to back out of the room but she
stirred and turned over. "Is that the morning Kate? Oh God I could sleep so much
more!"
"Go for it then! It's only a cup of coffee! I can make you another later!"
"No please leave it. I will be ok. I just have to get my head together. I had too
much to drink last night. I was bad to you again."
"Bad! You were so tired, you couldn't have done anything even if you wanted to!"
"This is what I mean. I was bad because I want you and there is so little time.
Amy comes soon, and then the boys. I want to have you to myself just for a little
bit longer."
"I'm here! I'm not going anywhere!"
I put the cup down and slid back into bed. Kat was still only half awake but she
pushed into me and we snuggled down together.
"Is that rain I can hear, Kate?"
"Yes. It's going to be like this all day, so the forecast has it."
"No need to rush the getting up then, is there!"
"No rush at all!"
I hope I didn't sound to enthusiastic!




27



I woke some two hours later. I'd been dreaming.
I was somewhere in a cellar, and I was cold. I felt so desperately cold  but I didn't
want to move as I was feeling good about it.
As I came too, laying on my right side, I could identify the scource of my
pleasure. Where the cellar had come from, I don't know. Just how dreams
happen, I guess.
Katrina had propped herself up on her right shoulder. She was looking down on
me and smiling. Her left hand was gently playing with my left nipple.
"I'm cold." I said.
Katrina stopped her fingering and covered me up with the duvet. She snuggled
down into me and as she did, our combined body heat started to warm me up. I
started to feel awake and, I must say, very turned on!
Her body heat felt so good and I started to drift off to sleep again. "Oh no you
don't! I've some magic to work on you!"
Kat resumed her work on my boob and, by doing so started the 'turn ^Ö on'
process all over again!
After some kneading and rubbing I was so turned on, it was unreal!!
I wasn't just warm now. I was hot in just about every sense of the word! My God!
Had she got the touch!
I was aware of her moving position, all the time playing with my tit. Next her
mouth breathing on my bottom. I turned over on to my back.
"Mmmm! This is better!" Kat murmured.
Feeling her mouth around my pussy, I relaxed and let go of all tension. I could
feel her tongue sliding down and then into me, carefully lapping at my clit, driving
me into a state of flux. I let her pleasure me. Doing to my body what she wanted.
The slightest touch of her hand, indicating to me which way she wanted to me
lay. She was constantly on the move but her mouth locked on to my cunt. I
stroked her bum, feeling around to her pussy. I lay the palm of my hand over it
and pushed. I could feel her pushing back. A rhythmic rocking from her body as I
mover the flat of my hand to a position that I could enter her with my middle
finger, easing it in to her already soaking wet hole. I heard her moan with
pleasure as I started to move my finger in and out of her  I motioned her to turn
over to allow my mouth access to her. The inside of her thighs were wet with her
juices and I slid my tongue up and then into her hole tasting her. I was on the
verge of a climax and Kat must have sensed it but instead of redoubling her
efforts and allowing me to cum she backed off. My thighs were thrusting to find
her mouth but she was having none of it. She moved away from me and turned
over. "You will cum as never before my lovely Kate, and so will I. I did buy you a
present yesterday and here it is!"
I felt my pussy lips opening up and something huge entering my hole. Katrina
was gasping and I could feel her pushing down on me. What ever it was in me
seemed to be the size of a telegraph pole, stretching  me wider than anything
else I'd ever felt. I pushed into her and as I did we both gasped with pleasure!
Kat pushed back pleasuring us both again. The harder we lay into each other the
more wild it felt. I was a vibrator built for two! Pressure from our bodies set it off
so the harder we made love, the faster it vibrated. We settled into a rhythm,
pushing harder and harder into each other, playing with each others breasts and
kissing passionately. I could feel my  little hole being filled to capacity. Such a
fantastic feeling! I was right on the verge of the biggest climax I'd ever
experienced and I could feel Kat panting, her breath coming  shorted and harder.
Wrapping my arms around her as tight as I could, squashing her breasts in to
mine, I lunged in to her setting the vibrator into overdrive! We came together in a
massive joint orgasm. The vibrator didn't know! It just kept on going! We came
and came for what seemed like an eternity! We were soaked in each others cum
juices, writhing around hugging and kissing each other almost not knowing how
to stop the pleasure! I was coming again and cried out with pleasure, "Oh God
yes please, Oh YES, YES, YES! Oh YES!"

I was done! Finally I relaxed or should I say collapsed! The vibrator stopped and
we took some rest. The dildo still inside us, we lay in each others arms,
exhausted.
It was about half past one when we came to. The sun was filtering through the
bedroom curtains. Katrina put her hand down and gently removed the vibrator
from our bodies. It felt as if I'd been impaled on a tree trunk! How was I going to
walk properly again!
Kat looked into my eyes and smiled. "You are a fantastic lover. This little toy is for
you and Amy but we had to test it first didn't we?"
"Oh God yes! That was incredible! Thank you so much! It'll be interesting to see
how long the batteries last!" I laughed.
"We will see. Perhaps later, yes?"
I hugged into Katrina. "Yes. I think so! After all, I still don't know how it works and
you'll have to show me, won't you!"
"Yes beautiful Kate. You will need driving lessons!"
We finally got out of bed and showered. Soaping each other all over but too
played out to get turned on again. I was surprised that the action of the vibrator
stretching me had worn off and I didn't feel at all uncomfortable. I dressed in a
skimpy top and some tight fitting shorts and sandals. The heat of the day was on
us now that the rain had stopped and the sun had come out. I looked at my self
in the mirror. Yes I looked good. Not a little girl any more. I was a young lady. All
the right bits in all the right places. I felt good about myself for the first time in my
life.
Katrina lay out by the pool, wonderfully naked. I walked over to her and kissed
her gently on the lips. "I'm going to go to the rowing club. I must ask if Andrew
and Peter can join, ok? I won't be long."
"Sure. You go ahead. You have exhausted me! " I turned to walk away when
Katrina said, "Kate? You are one fantastic girl. I shouldn't have got involved with
you. I think I love you. I'm not one hundred percent gay. I love it with men too but
you are the best ever. Please don't think bad of me. I'm confused and don't know
what to think any more."
"I'm in love with Amy. You are number one after her. Kat, I love you too. Really I
do. Lets just take things as they come and enjoy it. Never know what's around
the corner!" I kissed her again and left.



28



The mile and a half walk to the river took no time at all. The earlier rain had killed
the searing heat of the last two days and the air felt fresh and clean. I enjoyed
the looks I was getting from other people as I walked. I knew I looked good and
flaunted it as best I could!
River traffic was busy. Mostly pleasure boats, some narrow boats which I loved
and as each one passed, I stopped walking and watched them go.
Finally I got to the boat club. The large double doors were open and so I went in.
"Any one about?" I shouted. A big man in his thirties came out from under an
'eight'. "Yes my love, how can I help!"
I gasped! "Jason. What the hell are you doing here!"
Jason. My driver, one of the 'team' was looking at me but with the backdrop of
the open door behind me, didn't recognise me.
"Yes that's me? Who are you? No hang on, I know the voice! Now I see! Kate!
Good to see you!" My turn." What the hell are you doing here?"
"I live here or rather, near by. Your excuse?" I laughed?
"My home town. My mother lives here and I come down with Chris and the kids
every so often. I was captain of this club for some years and still come and mess
about with boats when I can get the time. They'll be back at any moment. You
must meet them. I've told them, well Chris about the scam! She nearly died
laughing!"
"God! I don't know if I'm ready for this, Jason? I'm not fully 'out'. You
understand?"
"It's cool."
 As he spoke, I could hear the sound of voices coming in through the door. "Here
they are now. No chance to escape, Kate! It'll be ok. Don't worry! Hi Chris! I'm
chatting up a very pretty girl here! Come and say hello!"
Chris wasn't at all how I'd pictured her. She was slim and quite tall, around 5'9''
jet black hair down to her shoulder blades and an almost Asian look to her face.
Three kids careering around the boat shed caused Jason to call them to heel.
"Do you recall the school ball incident a few weeks ago, Chris?"
"Recall? Never forget, I think is the expression I would use! Why?"
"Well, this is Kate. One of the girls involved."
Chris extended her hand. "Now this is a real pleasure! I was told all about it, of
course but I never thought we'd meet. What brings you here?" We touched
hands.
"I live in Gt. Amwell but school in Cheltenham. It's holiday now."
"Tell me!" Chris cast her eyes over the kids as they started to run around again.
"Love them to bits but term time can't come quick enough! No I don't mean that
really but it can get hectic after a while!"
"I suppose we were all like that at some point in our lives." Jason interjected.
"I guess I still am," I muttered, "My mum and dad don't know the half of what you
know, it's the next big trial!"
"You've time enough for that," said Chris, "Just be happy for the moment. We've
had our problems, God knows, but we bounce back. Give it time and don't rush
major decisions like 'coming out',  Never having been in your situation, it's not
easy to comment but I'm a firm believer that you will know instinctively when the
moment is right. When in doubt talk to Ziggi. She thinks the world of you and so
does Gill. Remember that!"
"Oh we will! I, no we, know she is with us as is..."
"The rest of the team!!" Chris and Jason in unison!
"Come on kids, let your dear old dad do something constructive! Lovely to meet
you, Kate. Is your friend coming down?"
"Yes. Next week. Amy arrives on the seven o'clock from Euston on Sunday
evening."
Chris looked at Jason. With almost telepathic understanding he said, "I've got the
Bentley here. If I pick you up at around six or there abouts, how about we collect
her?"
 "Jason! There is really no need! I mean I couldn't think of imposing on your
time...""No imposition! Give me your address. We can have a drink at the Royal
Hotel and we can collect the lovely Amy when she arrives and take her back in
the style befitting your partner!"
"I don't know what to say except..."
"Deal done! Write your address on this and give me a telephone number to call
you in the unlikely event there's a problem. Here's my mobile number."
I wrote my home number on the card and handed it back to Jason. Chris grabbed
it from his hand. "I'll have that! You know how you empty your pockets and loose
stuff!"
Jason looked rueful. "She's right! I got into a mess for just that reason!"
We made our farewells and as I was about to leave, I remembered the purpose
of the visit. I explained about the boys.
"Oh those two are good!" Jason was ecstatic! "I'll have a word with the captain
but I can assure you they will be very welcome. Double sculls. Hmmm. I might
have to do some more work on the boats!"
"That'll be a hardship for you, won't it, darling!" Chris smiled.
"Damn it, yes! Some of the boys here have raced against them. And lost, mostly,
or every time! They may even earn a bob or two to coach. They're very good!
Leave it with me and I'll call tomorrow."
"Superstar, Jason!  Chris, I'm so pleased we met! Hope we meet again soon."
"I'm sure we will! This undercover world in Cheltenham is going to make it
happen. Be happy and remember what I said!"
"I understand completely and I will remember. Thank you." I walked off back
towards home feeling positively elated.
I wandered up the drive way and let myself in through the door. Katrina was busy
sorting out the tumble drier. "Hi, Kate! Did you sort your business out ok?" "Yes.
Not a problem! I'll tell you about it later. I don't know if I should swim or shower!
Is the pool warm, I mean, have you been in?"
"No. I've tried to keep busy. I think it's better that we, I mean, more correct, no
easier , better that we stay apart now. I'm getting to love you and it cannot work."
Tears were running down her cheeks, her eyes bloodshot and swollen. She'd
obviously been crying for some time. "Kat please!" I went to hug her but she
ushered me away. "No Kate. I'm sure that this is right. You and Amy should be
with each other and I was wrong to do what I did. I was very bad and I can't find it
in me to forgive myself for what I did."
Katrina wasn't going to be consoled. If she felt bad, I felt worse. I ran upstairs to
my room and collapsed in a flood of tears on the bed. I sobbed my heart out for
what seemed like hours. My chest hurt with the crying. My pillow was soaked but
still I cried. I was unaware of the door opening. Katrina walking into the bedroom.
I was however, aware of her sitting down on the bed next to me. She stroked my
shoulder and whispered "I want you too much. I have made such a mistake in
interfering in your young life. I'm so very sorry, Kate."
"I'm not sorry, so why should you be!" I muttered into my pillow. "Sorry Kate but I
didn't  hear you." I turned around and almost shouted. "I'm not sorry so why
should you be!" I sobbed and turned over into my already tear soaked pillow.
"You don't understand Kate. I'm bad for you. You must be with Amy."
"I will be soon but today I'm with you and you haven't been bad. You've been
wonderful! Don't let me go so horribly, I'm confused but this I know. I don't hate
you, I don't want you to feel bad about what we've done. I've loved it and if it
makes you feel any better, I've learnt more about making love since I've been
with you than in my entire life. For that, Amy will be pleased! Please don't go and
leave me like this!"
Katrina's tears flowed and through them, she smiled. "Ok, I'm not going to go,
well, only to the bathroom. I must freshen up. I feel a mess!"
"You look a mess!" I giggled, "But then so must I."
"Let's get cleaned up and then we can have your tiffin. I think that it will be a
good time to do such a thing!"



29




I reappeared down in the kitchen some time later. I'd showered and changed into
a pair of shorts and a top which bearly covered my waist and no, I wasn't trying
to be provocative but the sultry heat following the rain just made it the right thing
to wear. It wasn't late and the heat of the day had only just started to pass. I
pored a couple of gins and loaded mine with ice, Kat, not having come down, I
left on the side. I pulled a can of tonic water from the fridge and filled the glass to
the top. Taking a good mouthful, I fell into a chair and relaxed. I thought about
what my parents, all that distance away in Yokohama would have thought of my
behaviour. Not best pleased, was the only conclusion I could come to! I was
happy at least and I knew that they wanted that for me. I knew that I was a
lesbian and that despite my very feminine looks, sexy curves and slight body, I
was what I was. I could live with that. Hell, I loved it! Dad would be devastated.
Mum, pragmatic. My course was clear. I was in love with Amy. Katrina had
showed me how to make love to another woman and I wanted her too but I felt
more confidant about confronting mum and dad with the situation and no. Katrina
would not feature in it.
We sat by the pool and sipped our drinks. Kat was less talkative than usual. I
could sense she was still not comfortable with what she'd done with me. How
was I to reassure her? I babbled on about stuff and occasionally I could get her
to laugh but for the most part she was sort of withdrawn.
"Kat?"
"Hmm?"
"Come on. What is eating at you." I spoke gently. I didn't want a repeat
performance of earlier. "I need to know.
 You have been so good to me, wonderful in fact. If anyone should feel guilt, it's
me, because of Amy. You shouldn't reproach yourself?"
Katrina looked down at her feet, thought for a moment, and then replied.
"You are an exceptionally pretty girl. Ever since I came to work in your house,
I've been looking at your growing up. You just get better and better. I couldn't
stop my self. When I massaged you, you sent out signals to me and nothing
could have stopped me even if I wanted to. I wanted you so badly!"
I could see that she was holding back more tears. For a split second, I thought
about soothing her but in the event, I let her continue. I didn't want another
rejection.
"At the time, I was fine with it but now Amy must come and it will finish between
us and I am so sad. You see, I should have thought it through but I didn't. Now
the time gets closer and I must try hard to get used to the situation before Amy
comes. She must not suspect, you know?"
"Too late! She has a good idea about what's happened. Not specifics but she
knows something has happened between us"
I told Katrina about the phone conversation I'd had with Amy and her reaction. I
gave it to her without any editing!"
"You thought I was an ogre! All the time I'm looking at you, wanting you!"
"Yes. And because you thought I was' normal' and out of reach, you held me at
arms length, so you could manage your feelings? Am I right?"
Kat broke down into floods of tears.
 "Yes. I think you are one hundred percent correct!"
I moved over and took her in my arms. This time she didn't push me away. She
clung to me like a limpet, sobbing her lungs out. Finally she settled down.
 "What are we to do, Kate?"
"I'm going to get another drink and one for you! Then we do what we want!
Understand this. I wanted you. You wanted me! What's the problem? Amy will be
fine, after all, I'm not her first lover! She knows, as I said, that something has
gone on between us, so stop fretting about it!"
A tearful smile. "Ok. Let's have that drink"
I went into the house and pulled the gin bottle from the drinks cabinet. Pouring
two stout measures, I went into the kitchen and raided the fridge for tonic and ice.
I was about to return to the lounge when I heard the phone. "Leave it Kat! I'll take
it!" It was Andrew's father.
"Yes, good afternoon. My name is Christopher Clarke. My son and his friend
Peter were coming down to stay with you."
"Yes. Hello Mr.Clarke. I'm Kate Walker. I'm, well, the person they were coming to
stay with."
"Ah, Kate! Well we have a small problem. Andrew is not well. We think just a
touch of summer flu but he's not in a fit state to travel and so their visit may have
to be delayed by a week. Peter wants for them to come down to you together
although God knows why. However that's the way it'll be. Is that ok with your
family?"
"Oh that's just fine. Tell Andrew to speed up and recover! We've got them
summer membership at the rowing club and it shouldn't go to waste!
"That will hasten the recovery, I'm sure. Nice to talk to you Kate. I'll get him to
phone himself and let you know the change of dates. It won't be next week
though."
"No problem, and thanks for letting me know. Good bye."
I went out to the pool with the drinks. "Who was on the telephone, Kate?"
"Andrews father. He's caught some bug or other and it looks like they won't be
down next week. Maybe the week after."
"Oh, such a shame to fall ill during holidays."
"Here you go." I handed Kat her drink. "I want to make a toast! I love you very
much, Katrina. I can't believe we've come together. You were looking at me and I
was interested in you but didn't know why. I do now and I want nothing more than
very great friends and if it's possible, well, lovers, if only part time!"
"This I will happily drink to! I must respond to the toast!" Kat stood up. I could see
the glow of the lowering sun shining through her summer dress. Every curve in
her magnificent body silhouetted before me. I licked my lips as she spoke. "I met
Kate when she was ten years old. I was very aware that she bright and full of life.
Outstanding looks and poise, well beyond her years. In a sort of way, I fell in love
with her and yes, I tried to be the au pare, that was my work after all. As the
years passed i watched her grow and fell for her even more. My defence was to
play the tyrant. Maybe this is why she called me an ogre! This summer, I made
the biggest mistake an au pare can make. Meaning only to give a relaxing body
massage to this beautiful girl, I was overwhelmed by my feelings. In my head, I
wanted her to push me away, but she didn't. We ended up making the most
fantastic sex I've ever experienced. This I mean. This is not just words. I know
that it will come to an end but everything has to end sometimes. I was bad to this
girl but I want her to know this. I do love her and I will always love her!"
"Shit, Kat! You weren't bad, you were and still are fab! Young I am.
Inexperienced I am. I know my feelings. I didn't object to your attentions. I
wanted you as much as you wanted me. I still want you. I still love you!"
Kat, still standing up, put her drink down on the poolside. She knelt down and
kissed me very tenderly on my lips.
"Thank you . I don't feel so bad now. I didn't know how you felt. Think about how
it would be if you hadn't liked what I did? I would be in prison now!"
"The only prison you're going to is your room tonight and I will be the prison
warder!"
"You will beat me and tie me up?"
"Let's just see! You will enjoy it! This I promise!" I kissed her back. A full kiss on
the lips. Kat shuddered. And smiled at me. "Now I test the temperature. I hope
it's cold! I need cooling off!"
She stripped and dived into the pool.
Later that evening we discussed supper and neither of us feeling hungry, we
settled on a bowl of soup each. We talked  and talked. Finally, I went up to bed.
Slipping into the shower, I soaked my self. Relaxing in the warmth of the water. I
was at peace with myself. Katrina had not come upstairs.  I put on my   day shift
and went back down. Kat was sitting by the pool. Naked and shivering
"Come upstairs , Kat. Come on!
"I will. In a moment."
"Now, God damn it! You'll catch your death of cold if you stay here! Come to bed
now!"
She stood up and looked at the pool. Then at me. She was, for want of a better
word, confused.
Like a child, I helped her to her room, ushered her into the shower and washed
her. She wasn't used to the large measures of gin that I'd pored. As I washed
her, I could feel myself getting turned on but I fought back. Kat was just so pliant.
I could feel her body relaxing against mine as I washed her. She was almost
asleep.
I dried her  and led her to her bed. I started to tuck her in but my feelings for her
overtook me. I cuddled up beside her. Next to her. In her bed. We were close. I
thought that Kat was asleep but she pushed into me and sighed. I pushed back
and hoped that she would respond. She did.
Katrina turned over. She gently kissed my neck and worked her way around to
my breasts. My nipples were hard as cherry stones. I was getting wetter by the
minuet. My head was swimming with the pleasure of Katrina'
s delicate touch. She ran her hand down my tummy and fingered my sex,
entering me with her finger and then laying it in my slit, slowly masturbating me
until I could take no more. Jesus did I cum! A massive climax. My whole body
shook with pleasure. By the time I came back down to earth, Kat was asleep! I
cuddled into her body and took my rest.
The following morning I woke to find myself on my own. I slowly came to and
listened for signs of life. The noise of cups rattling together in the kitchen. Kat
was making tea. I went to the bathroom and washed myself down. As I returned,
Kat called up. "Don't go far, I'm bringing up your breakfast!"
"You shouldn't have eaten it then! Ha ha!" I retorted. "Please?" "Forget it, Kat.
Just a silly school joke. What's on the menu?" "You wait and see! You will like it!"
I snuggled back down in the bed. It wasn't cold by any standards but I felt happy
and secure there. Some few minuets later, Kat appeared with tea and scrambled
eggs on toast. We tucked in and once I'd finished, I lay back down. Reaching my
arms up, I stretched, arching my back trying to limber myself up. Like lightening,
Katrina grabbed my wrists and with handcuffs, pinned me to the bedposts.
"Mmmm. Now I have you! You can't get away from me!"
Like I wanted too?!
Taking my feet, one at a time, she cuffed my ankles to the bottom of the bed so I
was spread eagled across the bed. "Now what should I do with you! I know! I will
rape you!"
There was no way I could move to stop her even if I had wanted to! She
produced an ostrich feather and so delicately stroked my face, then my neck,
arms and breasts. I was on fire! Never before had I been so turned on!  Slowly
she wafted the feather down my chest and across my tummy. I writhed in the
exusite agony of her touch. The feather was guided down in between my legs
and I cried with the wanting of completion!
"I will have to gag you if you carry on like this!" I obeyed. And just whimpered a
little. Down the inside of my thighs, the feather went. Down to my feet. Tickling
my feet has always been a dread of mine. Katrina knew and went for the soles of
my feet big time!
"Oh no. Please! Not my feet!"
Gag time, Kate!" Katrina produced a rubber ring and put it over my head. I could
breath well enough, but couldn't talk at all! Kat continued to torture my poor feet. I
could do nothing to stop her. Finally, she'd had her fun. She turned around and
removed her nightie. Naked, she was the most wonderful sight! She sat across
my breasts and started to rub herself on me. She bent across me and began to
explore my slit. Right above my head was her pussy, just waiting for me to
pleasure it but I was gagged! I wanted nothing more but to sink my tongue into
her but I couldn't! I tried to stop my self from enjoying the attack on my body but I
was weak and I just wanted to cum! Kat sat on my face and pushed her self
gently into me. Quickly realising that she'd earlier gagged me, she reached down
and removed the rubber ring across my mouth. So gently she went down on me.
She slowly lowered her bum down to my eager mouth. I sought her bum hole and
rimmed her! Kat moaned with pleasure! I transferred my attentions to her cunt,
but alternating my mouth between rimming her bum and her cunt. 'You want to
tie me up? Great. But I'm going to match you!'
I worked my mouth into her sex and avoided her clit. Tonguing her to the point of
climax and then pushing my tongue hard into her bum to stop her from coming. It
worked! I had control!
"Let's do it together!"
Kat was so worked up that she'd almost stopped work on me. "Let me take you,
Kat but you must take me too!"
Redoubling her efforts, Katrina leant into me, sending spasms of pleasure in side
of me. I went for her exquiit clitoris! I hit and hit and hit it again! She came!!
Washing my face with her cum juices! I drank them down as best I could! Then,
in the middle of her climax, I came too! My whole body shook with pleasure! I
couldn't move, manacled as I was but somehow that made the sensation even
more erotic!
Kat lapped at me. Licking up all she could. Still I was handcuffed!
I really wanted to be free but this was all of Kats game! Giving me her vibrator,
she motioned me to use it. I went and licked her slit but she promptly sat on my
face.
'God! She wants it up her bum!' I thought!
With great care, I licked her bum hole and entered her with the vibrator. Slowly it
slipped in and I turned it on in slow-mo!
Kat went crazy! "Oh my dear God! Fuck me hard please fuck me in the arse!"
"I can't, Kat! This is as good as it gets. I'm a girl. Remember?" I turned the speed
up, bit by bit, until it was on full. Kat was writhing above me, almost in a state of
hypnotism, almost unaware of what was going on around her! I pushed the
vibrator further into her until I could only just hold on to it with my finger tips, and
then it was gone! Katrina groaned and quite literally sucked it up inside her. I
could feel the fast pulsing of the vibrator through her body. She went into spasm
and yelled at the top of her voice! "No one has ever made this happen before!!
Sweet Jesus I'm coming again, like this, Oh my God!! I clamped my mouth over
her slit and gulped the unreal amount of juices that came from her. God, see
tasted so sweet! She came and came and came, to the point where I was
starting to worry about her. I couldn't turn the vibrator off, it was so deep inside
her and I was handcuffed to the bed so I couldn't help her to the loo where she
could expel the thing herself. She was passing out with orgasm exhaustion!
"Go to the bathroom, Kat. Get it out! I can't help you! You tied me up,
remember?"
Kat made to get up. She staggered and almost fell as another massive climax hit
her. Her face was a very frightening shade of pale. She steadied herself against
the wall and once she'd regained her sense of balance, lurched into the
bathroom. For a moment, there was silence. Then a slight whimper and then a
splash as the vibrator exited her bum and fell into the toilet bowl. Some minuets
later, she came out of the bathroom and almost drunkenly, wandered across the
room and slumped on the bed.
"Damn you, Kate!! That was unreal! I've never known it like that before! I thought
I was going to die of pleasure! I must let you free!"
Kat released the handcuffs and allowed me to stretch. She, I have to say looked
bad!
"I'm exhausted. My vibrator doesn't enjoy water either! It's dead!"
"I'm not surprised! It took some work on today and then to get a douche?! You
ok, 'cos you look like, well, you look bad, you know ill!"
"Fabulous Kate! You could get me a drink of iced water! So much coming! I
dehydrate!"
And so she fell sound asleep.
I fed her some water. Just in sips but she was out for the count and after getting
half a cup full down her, less some spillage, I left her to recover. I showered and
looked at the dead vibrator sitting on the side. Removing the batteries, I soaped
myself up and started to rub my bum hole with it. Slowly I managed to get some
penetration. Removing it and soaping it, I gently pushed it up inside me. Gasping
as it went further into me,  I got some measure of the sensations that she must
have experienced. I took a tight grip on it so I didn't repeat the same mistake I
made earlier but the pleasure was still there! With the vibrator up deep inside my
bum and my other hand working on my clitoris, I shuddered to my climax,
ejecting the vibrator onto the shower tray. How Kat must of felt was beyond
comprehension! I was able to get it out of me and it wasn't switched on! She
must have gone through the most exquisite agony imaginable!
I rejoined her in bed. She was totalled!  I wasn't exactly wide awake but after all
she must have come seven or eight times, some climaxes melting into another! I
wanted a multiple orgasm! I wanted just once to experience it! It was going to be
my goal! I cuddled up to Kat who was laying on her side. Her breathing, slow and
deep. I could feel her body next to mine as if it was the first time however I knew
that it wasn't possible to arouse her any more and so tried to sleep. God. Amy
was arriving tomorrow!  That was my last thought before waking at half past two
in the afternoon!
The duvet was on the floor. The afternoon sun, hot and sultry. Kat hadn't moved
so I slipped out of bed and showered my self. I looked at the dead vibrator and
contemplated a repeat performance but decided against it. I could still feel the
sensation of being entered in that way and I was starting to get turned on again.
No, I would be good and get dressed and make a cold drink. Kat still looked like
crap. The early morning session had really taken it's toll on her!
I went down stairs and squeezed some fresh grapefruit in to two glassed, added
some ice, topped one up with tonic water and placed the other back ito the fridge
to cool. I wandered out to the pool and contemplated a swim but I was too tired.
Slowly, I sipped my drink and once gone, I looked at my watch. Four o'clock.
I went and fetched the other glass from the fridge, topped it up with ice and tonic
and went back to Kats room. She looked better but still asleep. Her breathing,
shallower than it had been, made me realise that she was on the point of waking.
"Kat?" I said quietly, "It's your early afternoon call!"
She stirred and looked up at me. "What happened? What is the time? I don't
know......"
"It's Saturday. It's almost five in the afternoon and I've got a drink for you! Do you
remember anything about earlier?"
"Only I tied you up and then, I don't know how, but you took me as never before.
My bum is sore! Oh now all is clear! My vibrator! Damn it was so good but I can't
do that again for a while!"
"You were in constant orgasm. I thought you were going to collapse. I was, well,
tied up at the time and couldn't help you!"
"I'm back from the dead! Is it today that Amy comes? I'm all muddled up!"
"No tomorrow. I'm picking her up at seven from the station."
"Oh yes. Jason. Now I remember. God please tell me I've not taken drugs? I feel
really wobbly!"
"Only drugs that you've had were made inside your own lovely body! Go back to
sleep. I'll get supper for nine or some and I'll call you! Rest now." She drank the
fruit juice and collapsed back onto the bed, falling back into a deep sleep.
I reappeared at nine just as Kat was coming too naturally. I ran her a shower and
pulled a towel out for her. "Go on shower and come down for some food."
Like a child, she obeyed. I went down and finished preparing the meal. Don't get
too impressed! Only a salad!!
Katrina wandered down stairs some fifteen minuets later. She'd put a touch of
make up on to her face and was wearing a pair of shorts and a waist high tee
shirt. It was obvious to a blind man, she wasn't wearing a bra! Even after all that
earlier action, she looked fantastic!
We ate supper by the pool. The night was balmy and still. The scent from the
flowers was enough to send me to sleep. I'd made myself a small gin and tonic
and having drunk it, I took the plates into the kitchen, placed them into the dish
washer and told Katrina that I was going to bed.
"Ok little one! Sleep well! I'm just waking up!"
"You carry on, Kat, I'm tired!"
I went up stairs and climbed into her bed. I could smell her body on the sheets
and I could feel the heat in me rising. I was just thinking about persuading her to
come up when sleep hit me!



30



I woke about seven. I was wide awake from the start. I'd had so much sleep, it
was hardly suprising! I made some tea and took Kat up a cup. She was already
awake and was just getting out of the shower. I feasted my eyes on her body,
wanting it so much but I was put down! "Amy comes today. She is your love. You
must wait for her and give her your love!"
"But Kat!"
"No, sweet Kate! We have made love, and this I will say. You have made me feel
more complete than any one, man or woman, that I've ever met but I respect
your Amy, even though I've never met her. You must give her your love now. If I
have helped you to understand more then that is good!"
I reached out and kissed her. A few tears were flowing and I kissed them away.
"I hope you will like her, Kat?"
"I'm sure I will. If you like her the way you do?, how can I think I won't!"
We cleaned the house from stem to stern. Katrina was not happy about me
helping. "This is what I'm paid to do! You are not!"
"Kat. I want to help! It's for all of us! We're not just house keeper and daughter of
the owner any more! We're lovers and I really want to help!"
As the day progressed, so Kat relaxed and we had a laugh as we cleaned up and
finally the place looked good! I was clock watching. Kat went silent and then
spoke.
"Don't forget me Kate! In a moment the door bell will ring and you will be with
Amy! Please don't forget about me!"
Kat sobbed and sobbed. I crawled over to her and took her into my arms and
cuddled her. "I will always remember you. Amy knows about us and she will be
cool about it! I think it's going to be a fab summer!! Whatever, I will always be
with you, in mind if not in body!"
On cue, the door bell rang. Jason, in full livery and a Bentley shining on the drive
way!
"Come with me Kat!"
"No. I'll prepare myself. I will be fine when you return! Go now! Get Amy!!"


Jason gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and let me into the car. "I guess you're
full of anticipation!"
I blushed! "Um, yes! Just a lot!"
"Great stuff! The centre button in the middle of the console, it raises the window
between us. It's like one way glass and also you will be totally sound proof. I love
you guys to bits and so do all of us. I told Ziggi and Gill. They want you to have a
great holiday. Call them. They miss you guys!"
"Oh God, I'd almost forgotten! You know, away from school, relaxing and stuff!"
"Don't concern you're self! It's ok!"
Jason steered the Bentley into a slot marked 'RAIL STAFF ONLY'. Letting open
the door for me, he whispered in my ear. "Go find her my love! Be so very
happy!" From a straight man to a lesbian girl, that comment would have been
offensive but from Jason? No. He really did mean it! I ran onto the platform and
thankfully, the trains were running pretty much on time. I waited only a few
moments until Amy's train pulled in. My heart was in overdrive. Christ, I'd never
wanted to see anyone so much in all my life.
Then she was there! Shit. She was almost more beautiful than I remembered
her! We hugged and hugged and hugged! "Kiss me Amy! I want you to kiss me!"
She was about to look around to see who was looking, when I planted my lips
right over her mouth. She melted and instantly kissed me back. I was aware of
some background noises but I couldn't have cared less! We were back together.
Amy didn't know what was to hit her this summer!
We walked out to the waiting Bentley.
"Oh my God! It's Jason! Hi-ya Jason! Thankyou for the ride! How are you?"
"I'm well Miss! Please get into the car and act like this is an everyday occurrence.
We can talk then. This is about swanking it around! Jason opened the rear door
of the Bentley and we stepped inside. A crowd stopper! People looked at us as
we got into the car. 'Who are these girls?'
Once inside, I reached out for Amy and pulled her to me.
"Jason!  He can see!"
"No chance!" I replied, ""One way glass! We can see him but in here we're
invisible!
We kissed and hugged in a way that only real lovers do. I was so wet between
my legs, I wanted to have her right there and then but I held off! By the time we
had un-clinched ourselves, we were almost home.
"Kat might be a bit, well, quiet when we get in, I'll explain later. You will love her.
She's cool!"
Amy looked me straight in the eyes and grinned. "She has made you're attitude
towards her change!"
Blush! Not me! I blushed a deep red and Amy laughed! "Don't even think about
telling me fibs! I can see it in your face!! You've been together! Listen to me. I
don't mind! I love you but I've not been your only partner and you will have more
and, maybe, so will I. We love each other, yes?!"
"Oh yes I do!"
"So let's be honest with each other. No secrets!"
"Fine by me!"
I kissed Amy one more time, with feeling as the Bentley smoothed up the drive to
the door.
Jason let us out of the car. "Been here before, haven't we?" I joked.
"Yep, we have, Kate! Have a great holiday. Both of you!"
I kissed Jason on the neck. "Seriously now. Thank you very much!"
"This is what we all love about you guys! You never take anything or any of us for
granted! We're around for the most part during the summer although I've a
couple of trips to do. Chris will be about all the time. Call us and let's meet up!"
"Set in stone! We will!"
Jason left and Amy and I stood hand in hand on the drive just looking at each
other!
I could hear the front door open. Katrina, with a huge smile on her face, ushered
us in. "It's nice to see that Kate always tells the truth! You are as she described!
Absolutely beautiful! I'm sorry but I've been looking forward to meeting you and
only a mental picture in my head!" Amy blushed. "Thanks. You're kind! She's
spoken about you too!" Amy looked at me and held my arm.
" I will let you girls go to your room. You have lots to talk about, yes?!"
Katrina winked at me and gave me a half smile. I knew that behind the brave
exterior, she was hurting.
Once up in the room, Amy turned and held her arms out to me. "Hold me. Kiss
me. Make love to me before I get jealous!" I held her close and even fully
dressed, our bodies melted together, as one, again.

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I felt my way down her tits, massaging them, wanting them to be free of her bra. I
went to undo the buttons on the fly of her jeans but she stopped me. She was
panting with wanting. "I must shower first! I'm four hours in a train without air
conditioning! "
"Ok, let's swim. You can relax and then shower!"
"Sounds good to me!" Amy was back with me! Oh YES!!
I took Amy down to the room we changed in. Turned the lights on pool side.
"Fancy 'tiffin'?"
"Shit, yes!"
I left her in the changing room and sorted out the drinks. I passed by the kitchen.
"Gin and tonic, Kat?"
"Maybe a small one. Not like you have! Are you swimming?"
"Yes. In a bit. I'll take yours out with me"
"I don't want to intrude."
"You won't be intruding! Come and join us! Give it ten minuets, ok?"
"I would like that. Thank you!"
I took the drinks out to the pool and set them on the table. Amy was already in
the water. I stripped off and dived in. As I surfaced from the dive, Amy looked at
me almost in disbelief! " God you're naked! What if you're seen! Jesus, you look
so good!"
"No one will see us here! It's the way we always do it here!" I reached behind her
and released the clasp of her bikini bra. Her breasts swam free in front of me. I
tried to suppress the feeling whelling up inside me. I did a dolphin dive under the
water and holding my breath, I removed her bikini bottom. Before I came up for
air, I ran my hand over her bush. I was going to enjoy all of her later! I came up
for air and Amy looked at me with a big smile on her face!
"Is like this all the time? I mean, no clothes? No inhibitions?"
"Yes. Right now it is. We can be our selves. Do what we want, when we want,
how we want! I told you. Kat will be out in a moment and she will be naked as the
day she was born. It's ok! Relax! We're together again!"
Naked together in the water, we hugged. Bodies touching bodies. Both of us
getting turned on by the second! We worked ourselves into positions that you
couldn't believe when treading water! I heard the door into the house open and
close. So did Amy. She went to pull away. "Don't you dare! We're not hiding
behind bushes! This is my home! Hold me!"
She did, and when we surfaced, Kat was sitting by the pool, raising her glass to
us! I climbed out of the water, closely followed by Kate. Her bikini bits on the
bottom of the pool! Poor Amy! She looked a touch embarrassed! "Relax Amy. Sit
down. We don't wear clothes here!"
 She sat and glugged a hefty slug of gin down her. Bit by little bit she relaxed. By
ten that night, we were playing a stupid sort of rounders on the lawn. Totally
naked. Totally with out hang ups!
We ate by the pool. The night air was sultry and still. A couple more drinks and
Kat went off to bed. "Sleep well, if you get the chance! Amy you are a lovely girl! I
understand now, why Kate loves you! Good night."
As she left, she blew us both a kiss.
"Wow! She's got a fantastic body!" Amy just kept on looking until Kat was out of
view.
"Yes. Hasn't she just! Come on. Let's go in. I'm getting chilled! One drink for the
road! Let's take it up with us. We can really relax then!!"
I turned the pool lights off and went into the lounge to pour us another drink.
Amy's wet, naked body enfolded me. "Come to bed with me now! Shit I need
you! I want you right now!!"
I was slightly more street wise than I was at the end of term! I pored the drinks
and ushered Amy up to our room. I placed the drinks on the side and I was going
to tease her but the sight of her naked body on the bed just made me so excited!
All thoughts of teasing went out of my head. I collapsed hopelessly in her arms.
We made love!! Oh how we made love! She lay on her back. The perfect female
form. Not so much as an inch of fat on her but at the same time, not skinny. Her
body was slightly tanned. The only evidence of her exposure to sun was the pale
mark of thongs she must have worn when sunning her self. I bent down and
kissed her neck. I was so excited. So turned on. I worked my attentions down to
her breasts. Tight and pert. I kissed and sucked her nipples while I stroked her
back and the tops of her legs. Her nipples went so hard! She writhed under my
touch. I was driving her wild! She pushed me aside and turned me over onto my
back. She went down on me and gently tongued my navel. Slowly she worked
down to my pubic line. I was so hot! My juices were running and I was wet as hell
between my legs but still she teased me! Amy worked me. Running her tongue
around the tops of my legs, avoiding the sensitive parts by millimetres. I wanted
to cum! All she had to do was touch me and I'd have exploded!
Amy turned over so her crotch was over my face. I felt a drip on my lips! She was
about to cum! I pulled her down on to my mouth and gently licked at her. She
drove her tongue deep inside me and I lashed out at her clit! We came in unison!
Crashing to a climax as never before! We were together again! I loved her so
much! The following morning we were still entwined in each others arms and
legs. Totally together, when Kat knocked the door. "I've made tea. It's ten o'clock!
Shall I leave it out side?"
Amy looked at me. I shrugged my shoulders.
Amy smiled at me. "Come on in, Katrina." We should get up anyway!
Kat walked into the room, tray in hand. She was wearing her shift. Every curve in
her body could be seen, the sun behind her made her body stand out in full view!
She placed the tray beside us. We were still interlocked. Kat smiled, kissed me
on the cheek and left the room.
"She was good, huh?"
I thought before I answered. "Yes she was. She made me understand how to
make love. I owe her for that! I'm in love with you and she knows it. She did stuff
to me, you know? I want to be with you! I want so much for us to be together! I
want us to be a couple. You know, properly. I feel I want to tell my Mum and Dad
and get it out in the open?"
"Not just now, Kate. Remember what Ziggy said. What Gillian said. Leave it until
another time. When we can be in control."
We surfaced and ate a light breakfast. Kat wasn't her normal bright self and I
knew why. She was jealous. Amy disappeared upstairs to clean her teeth and go
I took the opportunity to talk to Kat. "I'm sorry. We're upsetting you aren't we."
"I'm finding it harder than I thought. I admit. Don't worry. I'll be fine!" She gave a
light hearted laugh but I wasn't wholly convinced. "What are you're plans for
today?" I thought we would take the bus into town and do some shopping. Maybe
have lunch in that new bistro. You know the one, by the river. Why don't you
come with us?"
"I. I don't know. You know, if I should."
"Come on! What else would you do? Lunch will be my treat! Now you can't  turn
down an offer like that now can you?"
"Well, if you really wouldn't mind. Perhaps it will help. You know. If I got to know
Amy a little better."
"That's it then! What shall we say. Fifteen minuets?"
We met the bus and took the run into town. I engineered the seating
arrangements so Kat and Amy sat together. They chatted amiably enough,
tossing comments to me as I sat behind them. I was so pleased they were
getting on. I didn't want Katrina to be miserable. We shopped for the rest of the
morning. For clothes, of course! Amy made a bee line for a very up market
lingerie store. She selected a very sexy pair of thongs, in white. A white skimpy
little bra. A matching suspender belt and two pairs of neutral stockings. The shiny
sort! Katrina could not take her eyes off them! "Now you will look simply fantastic
in them. So sexy and gorgeous!"
I bought two pairs of very tight trousers and three tops. Katrina, two pairs of
stretch jeans and a pair of strappy four inch heal shoes.
We made our way down to the river and all three of us hand in hand, walked
along the river bank to the bistro.
We settled on a bottle of red wine to drink as we waited for our meal. I was
complimented by the manager on my choice. "You know your wines, madam!"
"I was tutored by my father! He knows his drink!" We relaxed and chatted and
chatted. There was no pregnant silences. Far from it! The poor waiter was kept
waiting for some minuets until we came to a natural pause. We all ate fish dishes
of various types and so Amy chose a bottle of dry white wine to accompany
them. A chocolate pud, of course! Coffee and a large cognac each to finish off.
We were very tiddly! I paid the bill and we laughed our way back to the bus!


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Back at home, the wine had done it's work!
Having almost falling off the bus in hysterics. Don't ask me what the joke was! In
fact, don't ask any of us! We had just enough to get easy with life! We pulled a
bottle of Sancerre from the fridge and pulled the calk. Stripping off poolside we all
dived in to the cool water. Ducking and diving around each other. The 'touchy-
feely' sensations as we swam around each other was electric! It just relaxed us
up so much! Another bottle of wine was extracted from the wine cooler and our
games got more adventurous. Our body contact was getting more suggestive
and meaningful! We were all getting so turned on! Out of the water to sip at the
wine, Amy lost her footing. She fell sideways. Foolishly holding on to the grab rail
and twisted and smacked her back on the steps. She had the wind knocked out
of her. I pulled her from the water. She was fine! Bruised! But fine! We ventured
indoors to survey the damage! A large bruise on her right lower rib cage and pain
when she moved quickly." I think I should get the car and get her x rayed!" Kat
was worried.
"I'm going to be fine! You've been on the wine so don't be silly with you're
licence! It's not life threatening! I hurt a bit. That's all!"
"I think that you should have a hot bath. Maybe it will take some of the swelling
away." Kat was adamant.
"Ok. Maybe you're right. It isn't very comfortable, I have to say!"
Amy went her way to the bathroom. I ran her bath and helped her in. She was in
a considerable amount of pain. I helped her in and told her to soak. "Shout me
when you're ready to get dried. I'm here for you!!" I kissed her and left her to her
bath.
Some fifteen minuets later, I heard the knock on the kitchen ceiling. I chased up
to the bathroom and helped Amy out of the bath. She had hurt her self, more
than she had realised. I dried her. I was so careful not to hurt her. We slowly
went down stares. Kat was just serving a supper.
"What is the matter Amy! You look bad! Was it that fall? You must rest!"
"Kat?"
"What, Kate?"
"You have heeling hands! Why don't you try and work your magic on her back!
We can always go to A+E  if it doesn't work? Would you try?"
"I don't know! I'm not so good and the bruise looks big. I don't know if I can do it!"
"God! It's got to be better than nothing! Please!"
"Ok but first we should eat. We need energy. I'm not so sure I should do this but
ok, I try! Please Kate, help her up to your room and get he on the bed. Three gins
might help us all!. It will stop the pain for at least a while."
We ate a light snack and drank more than we should!
I helped a very sore Amy up to the bedroom and helped her on to the bed.
Propping her up with pillows so she was comfy, I ram down stairs and fixed some
drinks. I went back into the bedroom to find Katrina was just about to help Amy's'
back.
Kat was so gentle with her. Just the slightest touch on the injured part of her
back, almost went unnoticed. Kat made a big and heavy massage on the rest of
Amy's back.
Amy was starting to get hot! Kat sensed it and said in a whisper. "I should go
now!"
Amy heard. "Please don't! Keep your loving hands on me! Kat ! You too! Jesus,
let's just be together! Be careful! I hurt! Let's cuddle up!
We did just that! I took my top and newly purchased trousers off and Kat
removed her shift. We snuggled up together. I was getting so horney! The two
women in my life were with me in my bed!!
It soon became obvious that I wasn't the only one getting worked up!
Amy lay in between us and I could feel her gently moving. Then a hand
searching for my crotch and then finding it! I heard Katrina moan. Amy was
obviously doing a double act on us. Just the thought of what she was doing was
driving me crazy with lust and wanting! Amy quickened the pace as I fondled her
breasts, tweaking her nipples so they stood hard with passion. I could feel her
heart rate increase and her body movements getting more urgent. Kat was taking
care of her slit! We worked on each other up to fever pitch, all three of us
moaning and thrusting our bodies around the bed. I released my self, turned over
and swung my leg over Amy's head. I planted my crotch on to her mouth and she
eagerly probed me with her tongue.
Seeing this, Kat swung her leg over Amy's waist. She went down on her knees
and went down on her. I leaned forward and found Katrina's dripping slit! God
this has to be heaven, I thought!
Katrina, astride Amy was wide open to me. I dived in and out of her hole with my
tongue, ever now and again, flicking her clit, sending delicious spasms of
pleasure through her. God was she wet!
I motioned Kat to change places.
I went down on Kate as Kat pulled my pulsating fanny to her mouth. Amy went to
work on Kat. I was so close to climaxing it was unreal! I held back and leaned
into Katrina's mouth. I concentrated my efforts in pleasuring Amy, redoubling my
attentions on her sex. I could sense that Kat was very close to coming. Her
breath on my hole was gathering pace, getting more and more urgent by the
second.
Then the whole of her body shook uncontrollably as she crashed to her climax! It
seemed as if it went on for hours! Waves of shear ecstasy washed over her.
Slowly she calmed down. She rolled over from Amy and kissed her gently on her
saturated face! I too, rolled over and kissed Amy. Very passionately, sharing in
the feast of Katrina's cum juices that had been jetted over her face!
"Oh my God! You girls are fantastic lovers! I'm sorry. I had to let go! I couldn't
hold back any more!"
"It's ok, Kat! We loved it didn't we Amy!"
"Oh shit yes! That was so incredible! This could become a habit!" She wiped her
face and licked her fingers, wiping her face again, offering me the chance to lick
them clean, which I did!
"I feel bad that you didn't also cum?"
"Don't worry about it! It's early yet! We can eat something and have drink and
another swim maybe. We've all night!"
 I felt so complete. I didn't want this to end. None of us did!



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We prepared a light supper and resurrected the uncorked bottle of wine from the
fridge.
"We're going to have to break this habit of wandering around stark naked once
Peter and Andrew get here!" Amy mused.
"They'll be staying in the annex so no problem there!" I answered.
"Yes but it's the freedom of just strolling around like this that I'll miss."
"Well. All good things must come to an end! At least we can do it around the
house once they're in the flat. They'll have all facilities, kitchen, bath and shower
rooms. We probably won't see much of them!"
Katrina chuckled. They will be just fine. So will we!
"Jesus, I hope so! I'm  in need of cooling down."
I wandered out to the pool and dived in. A neat pike dive off the spring board.
The water felt good! I wallowed in it, snaking in and out of the ripples on the
surface. Diving to the bottom to pick up coins I'd missed earlier, placing them on
the pool side.
I was interrupted by Kat.
"Supper is ready!  Come! Let's eat and drink together!"
I dried myself and made my way back into the kitchen.
No one was there.
Walking through the house, the lounge was empty of people, the hall also. The
door to the dining room, rairly used, was shut however I walked in anyhow.
I was met by a candle lit table. Amy and Kat standing to welcome me. A kiss from
each and we sat down to supper.
"This is a real 'one off', We almost never use this room except on special
occasions!"
"And this is not a special occasion?" Katrina had a smile in her eyes!
"Amy, you and I are here! I cannot think right now, of anything more special!"
"I'll drink to that! I want to propose a toast." Amy stood up. Raising her glass, she
looked at each of us in turn. "I firstly want to say that my love for my lovely Kate
is perhaps stronger now than ever. I didn't know how I'd feel if she went with
someone else although I knew it was inevitable. I've met 'the other girl' in her life
now and I have to say, why can't it always be like this? Kat, you are fantastic!
Kate, I love you more than words can express. To the three of us. To our love
and to the great times to come!"
In unison, Kat and I responded. "To the three of us, to our love and the great
times to come!" Glasses clinked and promptly emptied!
We were so animated over supper! Talking for England and then some! The wine
flowed but no one getting drunk. That afternoon had broken down any barriers
that might have existed between us.
Kat cleared the plates, refusing any help. "This is why I'm here, you know to do
just this!"
 "Not 'just this' anymore!" I replied.
Amy almost exploded with laughter. A mouthful of wine almost loosing the safety
of her mouth! Katrina almost dropped the plates as she blushed a deep crimson
and giggled. "That is not what I'm paid for! God knows, too much more of this
afternoons will kill me! What a way to go!"
A few minuets later, Katrina reappeared. "Dish washer's on. Do you want a
cognac?"
We sipped at our drinks. Black chocolate. Black coffee. All the time talking. I
relayed the saga of the accident with the vibrator slipping up inside Katrina's
bum.
"God, how awful! I don't like those things at all. I was taken that way, you know
Kate, my first time."
Katrina looked shocked. "How was this? Please tell me!"
Amy relayed the story. Once finished, Kat thought for a moment before
commenting. "That was very bad of her. It wasn't you she wanted but only to
rape another girl. You and Kate.  How so, after that?"
"I wanted her from the first time I saw her. Love at first sight and all that stuff! I'd
almost forgotten about the vibrator thing. I enjoyed the climax but not what led up
to it. I was very young, you know?"
Kat looked thoughtful. "You are with a lady who loves you. As you love her. You
must put that behind you and walk on into your life together. Trust in your
feelings for each other and go with the flow!"
Amy looked at me. Melting my very sole with her eyes. Looking at me but talking
to Katrina, she responded. "I'm hers for ever. I hope she can reciprocate. I hurt
when we're not together. It's not all about sex, although I can't live without her
touch. It's more than that. I AM TOTALLY AND COMPLETELY, HOPELESSLY
IN LOVE WITH KATE!!!"
Not out of jealousy but emotion, Kat broke down into a flood of tears. I hugged
Amy so hard, almost reactivating the injury to her back.
"I feel the same about you, you dappy female! I wanted you too, remember the
sanatorium?"
"Never forgotten in a thousand lifetimes!"
Conscious that Katrina was upset, I held out my hand to her. She grabbed at it
and knelt down between us. I guess we had a group sob!!
"This is the situation from heaven, Kat! Don't cry! We're all together and it's cool!
We're just, well you know, getting over the shock of 'three up'! I can go with it!
Amy? How do you feel?"
"Oh yes! I want! Never have I been had like today!"
Katrina thought and looked at her feet. "But it cannot continue and you are, both
of you, what I've been spending my life looking for! Yes. I have been with men
too! Some other girls, but never in my life have I experienced anything like this! I
feel like a small girl. Her first love! I want more of you! I'm out of my head with
love for both of you!"
The last two drinks had tipped Kat over the edge. Oh, how she cried! She really
thought we were going to cast her aside. No chance, as she was going to find
out!
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The table cleared. The washing up done. We settled down and with a 'night cap'
of port, resumed the conversation. Kat was, I have to say, nervous!
"I interfered with your life! That was wrong of me! Your mother and father asked
me to take care of you but I'm a weak person and we, well, had sex and that is
wrong of me!"
Amy took the control that was required. She stood up and smiled at me. Katrina
still weeping. She took Kat by both hands and whispered into her ear.
"No. I will not believe this! I can't be this! It's not possible!"
"Yes it is!" Amy was at her very best. "I have only been here two days. I know this
to be true! You have to believe me! Ask Kate. She'll tell you!"
Katrina was shaking with emotion. "Is this right Kate? You love me too?"
"Yes Kat. I love you. Not the way I love Amy. That is different. You will, for ever,
live in me no matter what and you upset me seeing you like this. You have made
me happy and I'd like to believe that in some small way I've made you happy too.
Amy and I, we feel the same. Don't feel bad about anything. We both want you
now and in the future, as a lover and as a real friend! Do you understand?"
"I don't know! I have done a very bad thing. You are so young and I have..."
"We both us wanted you, Katrina! Amy will tell you the same!" I stood up from the
table and went too her. I kissed her full on the lips. She kissed me back!
Amy watched and came over to us. Nudging me aside, kissed her in the same
way. Kat wiped away her tears. "I want to be yours. I feel so bad that I've
interfered in your love for each other!"
"You, Kate and I are together now! We both want you to be here, with us. I think
you're fantastic, so does Kate! Dry your tears and let's go to bed!"
"We can make love again?"
"Damn! I hope so! Kate and I haven't cum yet, remember? I want you to cum
again too but this time on Kate!"
I was getting turned on by the conversation!  "Yes Kat! I want you to cum all over
me! Give me all of you! I want you to jet my face like you did to Amy! "
I could feel the heat rising inside me. The urge to masturbate was unreal! I
needed to climax! My hand went down between my legs and I started on myself.
Gently at first but as the conversation continued it got more urgent. Amy saw
what I was doing.
"Not like that, Kate! We'll do it for you!" Amy pulled me to the floor and spread my
legs wide and went down on me big time! Oh did she work on me! I
felt her shudder. Her attention to me was diverted for a moment. She started to
thrust at me. Kat was quite obviously doing her best on Amy! I was just on the
peak,(come on girls. You know how it is!!) I tried to hold back. I forced myself not
to cum! Kat swung herself over my face and I gladly pulled her down on to me
and went to work with my tongue! I couldn't hold back for much longer. My
insides were pulsating with Amy's attentions. I didn't waste time of foreplay! I
lanced at Katrina's clit. It felt huge to my tongue and I gave it my all! I could feel
her breath coming in short, sharp pants and then I felt her tense up and I knew
she was about to give me what I wanted. A face wash! I relaxed my efforts in
holding myself back. I was there! Oh, yes. I came so hard! It had never been so
dramatic! It was as if it would go on forever, probably because of Amy lapping
and swallowing my juices and then flicking my clit with her tongue sending more
spasms of ecstasy through my body! Just as I was coming back down, Kat
leaned right forward over my stomach and kissed Amy full on the mouth, sharing
my juices with her! I redoubled my efforts on her hole, stretched wide open to me
as she leant forward enjoying Amy! She stiffened, shuddered and came full in my
mouth and over my face, gushing juices quite literally all over my head and as
she moved forward at the ebb of her climax, over my breasts as well!
The only one who was still up there was Amy. Kat knew this as well. She turned
and winked at me! I knew what she meant! We were going to take her together!
Amy was laying on her back and Kat knelt upright over her, putting her hands
under her knees. She gently pulled Amy's feet over her head so her body weight
was on her shoulders. Kat leant over her and with the gentlest of touches, graced
her pussy with her tongue. Amy responded by pushing her hips towards Kats
mouth. I went around to Amy's bum. Her hole was stretched open and I knelt
down and  oh so gently ran my tongue around her ring piece.
Amy wasn't sure about this new sensation and I could feel her bum hole tighten. I
wasn't going to let her off the hook. I went for her hole again. I could lick right up
to Katrina's tongue as she worked on Amy's fanny. We touched tongues and I
worked my way back down to her bum. Very slowly, Amy relaxed and let me
enter her. I pushed my tongue into her bum hole and as I ventured in, she
whimpered and all fear left her! I lapped at the inside of her bum and once I
judged it moist enough, I very slowly inserted my index finger into her.
Her body went into spasm. My finger was gripped as in a vice! She pushed
upward onto Katrina's mouth and shook her self to completion! A massive climax!
Once the sensations had passed, I carefully removed my finger and allowed Kate
to relax.
She was woozy!
Katrina moved off from her kneeling position having carefully laid Amy's feet back
on the floor.
"Jesus! What a climax! Who did what to me!"
"Kat was up front and , um, I, er, was the rear guard!"
"Fuck you two! That was so fantastic! God, I've got some stuff to learn!"
Amy looked at me and then at Kat. "Will you please teach me? I really want to
know! I want to know how we should make love to each other. To explore all the
taboos. To make it work to it's exquisite best!"
I leant down and kissed her. "That's what I want too! I want to fully understand!"
Amy staggered to her feet, still shaky after her climax. I. Held her arm.
She stood up. Her complexion, pale. Her legs could bearly hold her. She was
smiling from ear to ear!
"I need to sleep and I mean big time! I'm sexed out! Jesus, I never ever I thought
I'd say that!
I helped Amy up to the bedroom and helped her to shower and dry herself. She
was totally beaten! Helping her into bed she turned to me. "You know? I don't
think I've ever felt so absolutely drained in all my life and all down to fantastic
sex! What a way to go!"
She lay down on the bed and I gave her a peck on the lips. Before I'd finished
putting the duvet over her, she was asleep. Her breathing, slow and regular

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.
I turned the dimmers down on the lights and quietly closed the door. I grinned to
myself. 'Why quietly? Nothing short of an earth quake is going to wake her!'
I went back down stairs and helped Katrina with the washing up. A thought
occurred to me that I was stark naked, Kat was stark naked and yet it seemed to
be the most natural thing in the world! Aside from the trip into town, I was hard
pushed to think of the last time I wore any clothes! Well, I guess it saves on doing
the ironing!
Washing up done we went into the lounge and poured ourselves a small cognac.
"You ok Kat?" I asked?
"I'm more than ok. Maybe to you it sounds strange but all my life I've been a
sexual person. One day, when, I also, am not so tired, I will tell you and Amy all
things about me. I never felt truly fulfilled. Some sex was good, some alright and
some, well let's just say, indifferent. I knew there was more to it than just good.
Somewhere out there was fantastic, mind blowing, out of this world sex. I know
that I maybe shouldn't always think about it and I don't. Some times when the
working day has been really bad, to find comfort in the arms of some one you
really love can scare away the biggest of fears. Perhaps I gave up looking.
Perhaps I almost believed that this utopia I was looking for didn't exist. When I
first met you, I tried hard to divert my thoughts. I thought you, very pretty, very
sexy, too young of course and you were, after all, the daughter of my employer. I
do admit to spying on you in the shower and masturbating afterwards and for that
I'm sorry but I never would have touched you. What has happened this week end
has made me realise that the utopia I was so desperately searching for was out
there! I'm bi-sexual. Having said that, you and Amy have sent me to a very
different planet! I have never, in all my life, enjoyed sex so much and it's
becoming like a drug. I dream about making love to you. I wake up wet between
the legs and yes, in answer to your question, I'm very ok!"
"Oh Jesus Kat! We both love you too and you must know that! This isn't a one or
two or even a fifty two week thing! We both think you are the best and love you
for it. I mean this so don't look so bashful!"
Katrina blushed a deep crimson!
"No more guilt trips. No more tears. Loads more loving! Agreed?"
Kat smiled. "I will try with the guilt and tears as best I can. The loving is not a
problem! I worry about how I will feel once you return to school? This will be
torture to me. One of the reasons I didn't, well come on to you!"
"Lot of water to go under the bridge yet. I have learnt some lessons in planning
from the best in the business!"
I relayed the story about Ziggi and the team. Everything!
We finally went up to bed at three o'clock!
Slipping in beside Amy, still out for the count, We kissed meaningfully and took
our rest. Katrina, one side of her and me the other.
Sleep came quickly, and the waking, very slowly!



36



That same evening, Peter had arrived at Andrews house in order that the trip to
my house could be made together. A brief, ' brothers-in-arms' hug was all that
they felt that they were able to get away with without suspicions being aroused.
Andrews mother was to blow their minds!
"You boys are going to have to shack up together tonight. It can't be avoided. I
need to clear the spare room so the new carpet can be laid tomorrow. I'm sorry
Peter but as you're only here the one night I didn't think you'd mind too much. I
don't think he snores and he showers more times than the English weather so
you should be fine. Only problem is, it's a double bed, not two singles. If that's a
problem I can find a mattress and a sleeping bag for you."
"That's very kind of you but I'm sure we'll be fine. After all you have some work to
do. We will help, won't we Andrew?"
"Oh for sure! Let's get on with it. Now if you want?"
Andrews mum smiled! "Well, my boy! Seeing your mate again has put you in a lot
better frame of mind! C'mon, lets go! The sooner done the sooner we can all
relax."
They worked hard and by their own admission, the whole thing took less than
half an hour!
Andrews' mother was grateful. "Come down and let's have a drink!"
Once down stairs, she looked at Peter. What can I offer you Peter?"
"I'd love a G, ugh!!"
"Andrew  nudged him in the ribs!"
"Grapefruit juice?"
Andrews mother was very astute. "Before my son whacked you in the ribs, you
were going to say Gin and tonic. Am I correct?"
"Um yes. I was!"
"Same for you son?"
"Well yes. Please. I mean.."
"You mean, Yes you would love a gin and tonic! Don't think you can outwit me!
I've been on this planet too long! Drink up and we can talk."
I'm told that the best part of the bottle was consumed between them before the
conversation really got underway.
"So." Andrews mum was in control!
"You both drink hard alcohol. Andrew has been like a cat on hot bricks for the last
week. You weren't phased by the absence of the spare room. You weren't
bothered about sharing the same bed. You, Andy, were so enthusiastic about
helping me clear a room for, what I have to say, was a bogus reason. Do you
really think I'm so stupid!"
She wasn't angry. She knew the truth and just wanted her son to be truthful.
"She pored more, rather larger measures. "Talk to me Andy!"
Andrew took a large mouthful. The kick gave him courage.
"Mum, our friendship is special. Close. You know the rowing and stuff!"
"Bull! Don't lie to me, son! It's not that simple. Please tell me, in your own words."
Andrew looked pale. Peter was on the point of frieking. Andrew saw it and went
for the throat!
" Ok! We're gay. We love each other! I want to be with him! Do you know that
Peter has attempted suicide because we were separated at school except  for
the rowing? I don't....."
"Shut up Andy! Don't get all worked up! Do you think I didn't know? I'm your
mother! I love you! The only thing I want for you is to be happy! If you can find
your happiness with Peter, you have my understanding, support and my love!"
"Mum?"
"Cuddle your mother, damn it!"
Then she gave Peter a hug. "It's ok Peter. You are a good lad! You love my
son?"
"Yes. I do. I really do!"
"I know it! The carpet in the spare room has only been down four months! No one
has slept in the room since it was laid! I needed to know! It's cool! Don't feel
embarrassed. Let's have another drink and then we can retire to bed. I've been in
'same sex' relationships on and off. I love your father, Andy but we're not all the
same. Be happy with Peter. Together you can face criticism. Do your friends
know?"
"They are in the same situation. We met as a matter of expedience however we
became friends. Good friends. We understand each other and feel a bond
between us."
"That's good! Drink up. Go to bed. I will expect you for breakfast at nine. We
must get you to the station for eleven!"



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"She's so cool! Your mother! I had no idea she would be so understanding!"
"Neither did I. I think she must have looked at the phone bill and seen how much
I've been phoning you. I want to be alone with you. Now. No more analysis! Let's
go to bed!"






38


We didn't surface until eleven the following morning. Even Katrina, normally up
with the lark, was out cold. It had been a hectic week and the emotions that had
come to the fore as a result had taken their toll on us.
I was the first to stir. I slipped out of bed and made my way down to the kitchen.
The kettle on for tea, I briefly scanned the newspaper. The world was still out
there but nothing so interesting as to what was happening here!
I sat at the kitchen table and pondered our situation. This was all fine and dandy
but how would we feel when the time came to return to school. Amy and I would
be together but poor Kat would be left on her own and given her emotional state I
wondered how she would cope. I finished my tea and looked at the clock eleven-
twenty. Late enough, I thought. I re-boiled the kettle and took three mugs back
upstairs to the bedroom. They were both still sound asleep. Amy had turned over
and was half cuddling Katrina. It looked so peaceful. I didn't like to wake them but
it was only a matter of a few hours before the boys arrived.
"Come on, sleepy heads! Tea is served! It's time to say hello to another lovely
day!"
Slowly eyes opened and focused.
"What's the time, Kate?"
"Almost half eleven, Amy. We really should be getting dressed. The lads will be
at the station in less than two hours. I didn't want to wake you guys. You looked
so cosy but we have some stuff to do, you know?"
Slowly they woke fully and drank their tea. "I think last night someone drugged
us. I have never slept for such a time."
"I think it was a mix of fantastic sex, high emotion and a few drinks, Kat. We don't
need drugs. We seem to live off enough adrenaline to make the whole world
high!"
Katrina finished her tea and slipped out of bed. She walked over to me and took
my hands and ushered me to stand up.
"I remember everything of last night. I want to say I love you both too. Very much.
We must talk about things." She hugged me. Pressing her body into mine. A kiss
and she left for the bathroom.
Amy finally woke. "Oh my God! What's the time?"
"Almost time we were up!" I replied. "Come on sleepy head! Come up, say hello
to the world and drink your tea!"
She propped her self up on her elbow and took the mug from me. "I was out of it
last night, wasn't I?"
"Just very tired. We all were. Katrina has only just got up to shower. I woke first
but that was only an hour ago."
I bent over and kissed her on the mouth. "Come on, we must get dressed. The
boys will be arriving and we've things to sort out. I'll sort something to eat. You
shower and come down and eat." We kissed again. I pulled away and grinned at
her. "That's it! My head wants to come back to bed with you but we must get on!"
Once we'd showered and eaten some breakfast, we set too and made the annex
ready for the boys. I final touch, a vase of fresh flowers from the garden. Not my
idea but Amy's.
At one o'clock, we piled into the Ford Galaxy people carrier and headed off for
the station.
The schedule board showed a delay of ten minuets. Not bad for the rail
company.
We loafed around the station watching the girls departing and arriving and being
female, very critical!
Katrina nudged me in the ribs. "Oh my life. Will you look at her!"
I did. So did Amy. We looked at each other and ran to this woman! It was Ziggi!
We accosted her!
"Shit you guys! This is heaven! How are you!"
Ziggi was ecstatic!  "Gill is coming to town. A big hit fashion show and she's
landed the contract to over see the hair bit! What are you doing here!"
I explained the situation. We were waiting to pick up the boys and Katrina had
dropped us across and as usual, the train was late.
"Oh I must wait to meet them! You don't mind, do you?"
"Of course not! Come and meet Katrina. You will like her. Come on!"
I introduced them.
"I know you from somewhere, Katrina? Was it Copenhagen?"
"I have family in Copenhagen! Now I know! You have a colleague. Gillian, I think
her name is."
"Gillian yes. Colleague no. Lovers, yes!"
"Now I know you! These girls talk about the team. They talk about Ziggi and Gill!
It didn't connect! Oh, God is Danish! This is unreal!"
We chatted for ages and then I heard the station announcement. Andrew and
Peters train had arrived.
Why did I have butterflies in my tummy?
We were there to meet them. We hugged each other and chatted all the way to
the top of the escalator.
Andrew caught sight of Ziggi and rushed over and hugged her.
"It's so good to see you!"
"Steady on, big boy! Good to see you too!"
I guided the lads over to Katrina. Amy hugged them both as a welcome.
"Well this is good!" said Katrina. "You are very fine looking boys but you don't
want me to tell you! We will talk on the way home!"
Ziggi was left standing on the station exit.
"Can we give Ziggi a ride?", I asked?
"Sure. Call her over! No I will go and ask her."
Katrina walked over to Ziggi and had a brief conversation. At the end, Kat took
one bag and Ziggi, the other.
"First we go to Ziggi's hotel and then we maybe go for something to eat.
I don't suppose I could join you all, for lunch I mean" Ziggi interrupted. "I'm
famished and I don't know this town at all."
"That would be brilliant! I could get to hear more about the team!" Katrina looked
at us. "That would be ok?"
"Fine by us." I said.
"And us also!" Peter looked positively radiant!
We dumped Ziggi's bags off at the hotel and waited while she checked in. Once
back in the car, Amy suggested that we went back to the riverside bistro.
Katrina nodded in agreement. "Nice idea. The food and the wine was very good."
I whispered in Amy's ear. "I remember the afternoon that followed last time more
than the food!"
Amy collapsed into uncontrollable laughter! "Right on there!"
Once seated in the restaurant, the conversation flowed like water. It always did
between us and Ziggi, between us and Kat, and also between us and the boys. A
great mix to be sure!
We reminisced about school days, the meal out together and how the whole
thing got off the ground. Kat and Ziggi yapped on about Denmark and then later I
heard the word 'team' mentioned and I guessed that Ziggi was giving her the
story of the ball. I'd mentioned it in passing before but this time she was getting
the full nine yards as Katrina was laughing and smiling at us as their
conversation progressed.
Peter was in fine form but for one comment. "I need this break, God knows! For
Andy and I to be together with friends who understand and support us is the best
gift I could ever hope to receive. I know that the time will pass so quickly and it'll
be time to return to school and the pain will be back." Tears were welling up in
his eyes and he reached for his serviette to dry them.
"Excuse me Katrina but Peter, I couldn't help but overhear that. Ziggi had that
'I've a solution to your problem' look in her eyes! "Obviously I never expected to
meet any of you today. A complete coincidence but I was going to get in contact
with you at the start of term. My news is this and I was going to get around to
telling you. Part of the reason for tagging along for lunch! For the last Lord knows
how many years, Gill has had her base in Paris however the travelling to and fro
is getting her down. More and more, her work is in the UK and so we've bought a
house in Cheltenham, which is big enough for her to have a studio and office and
for us to rattle around in together. I was rather hoping that you boys would have
the keys to the flat, which is fully furnished and heated and act as caretakers, you
know, evenings, weekends and such!"
"You are serious!" Andrew nearly exploded! "You mean this?!"
"Sure I do! The shop will be run as always. Could never give that up but the flat,
well it's not that good and I don't need the money ,or, dare I say the hassle of
renting it out. This seemed to me to be the perfect solution! What say you?!"
Andrew and Peter looked at each other almost in disbelief! "If you trust us to take
care of everything, well yes! God, I can look to the future again with hope!" Peter
was ecstatic! "How can we ever thank you Ziggi?"
"Thank me by being happy. There is no greater way. No bigger present than that!
Come to the shop the first convenient time once you're back and I will show you
around and give you the keys. Once you're settled in and comfy, you can invite
the girls, Gillian and myself around for supper one evening. How's that!"
"Deal done!" Andrew was almost lost for words. "You are just so kind!"
"Just remember. Team work. Or in this case , 'the team works'! Remember also,
that my mind will rest easy knowing that there are two strapping lads over seeing
my shop when I'm at home. Not that anything's worth a lot but it's all mine and I
want to keep, no sell it!"
This is perhaps the best thing that's ever happened to me!" Peter beckoned to
the wine waiter. "I see on your wine list, you have Bollinger '72?"
"Yes sir, we do. However, may I direct sir to the price of such a bottle?"
"I've noticed and very reasonable, I thought. I would like a bottle of the same and
six chilled glasses."
The wine waiter looked curiously at Peter. "I will prepare the glasses and the
champagne. Please give me ten minutes to chill the glasses sir. Thank you."
Ziggi was, well not cross but perhaps a little uncomfortable at such extravagance.
"Shit, Peter! That stuff's what, almost a hundred pound a bottle?"
"Ziggi. I tried to kill myself last term. I was on the edge like I hope no one else
ever is. I have been physically sick over the prospect of going back to school and
not being able to be with Andy as a couple. For what you've done for us, I would
gladly buy you a case of the stuff, or perhaps, given your taste, a case of gin!
This has to be celebrated in style!"
"Well only if you're sure?"
"Ziggi, I don't mean to sound 'money vulgar', but if my mother would allow him,
my dad would pour this on his cornflakes! We aren't short of money. It's ok.
Believe me!"
The champagne arrived. Glasses filled, Peter raised his and said, "I want to toast
the return of my hope for the future. To my very good friends, most are here with
me. I toast the rest of 'the team' and all the stuff they've done, not just for Andy
and I but also for Amy and Kate. We are all so lucky! So. Please join me in
saluting the joy of being happy!"
We all stood up.
"To the joy of being happy!"
The meal arrived and the wine flowed! We sat at the table for the best part of
three hours! Aside from the bottle of champagne, Ziggi insisted on paying the bill.
"I gate crashed and I pay for the lot!"
Peter had to fight hard for the right to settle the one drink tab.
I was busting for a wee. I made my excuses and went to the toilet. When I
reappeared, Katrina was outside the door.
"We must drop Ziggi back to her hotel. I've had a 'ship to shore' from your father.
He needs to talk to you."
"What's up? Did he say?"
"Well, he mentioned something about the refit. I didn't understand but he did ask
for you to call him."
We dropped Ziggi back her hotel with a promise to meet up again once Gill had
hit town.
Once home, I let Amy and Kat show the boys around whilst I made the phone
call to my Dad.
"Hello precious! How's things going?"
"Fine, Dad! Having a great holiday. How are you and Mum?"
"Oh we're fine. Just a bit tedious hanging around here. The refit crew are making
a meal of this damned work. They should be completing by the end of next week
but now they say it's running a month behind schedule."
"How so? Are they not good at their job?"
"I'll be honest with you Kate, they're very good at what they do but rubbish at
communicating progress and to be fair to them, they've flagged up some quite
serious problems. Shame they didn't tell me until the eleventh hour! Which brings
me to the reason I needed to talk to you. Have all your friends arrived?"
"Amy came down the second week of the hols and the boys arrived today."
"Fine but just be, well you know, careful?"
"Dad it's not like that! We're just really good friends, you know?"
"What ever. Fatherly concern and all that!"
"Thanks for that, Dad but don't be concerned. There is really no need!"
"Ok fine! Now, because the refit is a month adrift, and my first officer is back on
board the day after tomorrow, the company suggested we fly home for a break
and let him have his share of the shit but as your Mum's never been to the far
east before and let's be fair, you don't want us around spoiling your fun, do you
mind if we don't come home but have a tour around so Mum can see the sights?"

Don't get me wrong. I love my parents to bits. I tried not to sound too enthusiastic
with my reply!
"It would have been great to have seen you, it's been almost twelve months but
everybody is here and I wasn't expecting you back and if Mum wants the grand
tour, well nothing's changed this end! Yes Dad it's cool! You guys get off the boat
and have a relaxing break, and send some post cards you bugger! You're really
bad at that!"
"Ok. That's a deal then. Two points I must pick up on however. This is a damn
ship, not a boat! Also, you know your mother, relaxing it will not be! She'll want to
see everything and quite possibly I'll be pleased to get back on board for a rest! I
take your point about post cards and I give you my word that I will do it. Ok?"
"Love you, Dad and really, have a nice time. Enjoy the break together."
"I love you too, Kate. I miss seeing you. We will be back for Christmas, God
willing. Give our hellos to your friends. Don't completely trash the drinks cabinet,
will you! Oh, your Mums doing what she's best at. Shopping. So she's not around
to talk to. Do me one other favour, can you? Take the 'Quinn' out for a cruise. It's
not good to let her stay idle!"
"Job done, Dad! I'll give her a shake down! Give Mum a big hug from me when
she gets back on the BOAT! Now seriously, enjoy yourselves. We will and I
promise the house will still be standing when you get home!"
"What about the drinks cabinet?"
"Difficult to answer that, Dad!"
"Fuck! Like father, like daughter! Must go now sweet heart. Take care of you're
self. Have a lovely summer!"
"We will. I love you guys!"
"No you don't! You'd leave me some gin if you really did!"
We laughed our goodbyes together and signed off.
Now it might seem strange that my Dad was so easy about my drinking alcohol.
>From the age of about ten, both my brother and I were allowed wine with dinner.
Anything from the liquor cabinet was allowed under supervision. Dads philosophy
was that it was inevitable that we would go out drinking unsupervised, and as a
part of our education, we should know what we liked, what we could handle, and
the quantity we could manage without making complete idiots of ourselves. The
language, swearing and stuff was used in the house for as long as I remember.
He was from the sea. A mans world. Every other sentence was punctuated with
an expletive!
My Mum and Dad were the best! I did wonder how they'd react when I told them
about Amy and I. That was for another time although I wanted it out in the open
now. All the advice was to wait. I waited!

I went back down stairs and met up with the others in the lounge.
"Is everything ok in Japan?"
"Oh Kate, he put the fear of God up me! I thought that they were coming home at
first, but he was looking for my agreement to stay away and travel around the far
east for a month! The refit has gone tits up, and he's got the chance for a break!
They both know you're all here and he suggested that we would be better off
without them!"
"He's right, of course, but don't you feel guilty?"
"I want it out in the open. You know? I feel bad about the deception. The more
we're together, the more I want to be honest with them. They're such lovely
people! They deserve nothing short of the absolute truth!"
Andrew looked into his glass and spoke slowly. "It's not going to be so long
before I leave and go to Uni. All the best counselling said that a lot of boys of our
age experienced same sex relationships and the likely hood was, that we'd grow
out of it and end up straight. That was almost four years ago. I love you girls as
great friends, but forgive my candour, I don't fancy you. I know I'm gay. Peter
knows that he's gay and we love each other so much. I intend to come out to my
folks right before I go to university."
"Ziggi told us, Amy. We would know when the time had come. Ok. She thought
that it would be better if we waited until we left school but I feel I need to do it
very soon. I don't know how they'll react, but I want to be fair to them. We've
always been up front as a family and I can't take the dishonesty for much longer."
Katrina stayed silent. She looked at her feet and I could see the tears in her
eyes.
Amy spoke. "I'm a year older that you, Kate. I've wanted to come out from almost
the first time we were together but it wouldn't have been fair on you, being
younger and stuff. You know?"
"I know! I wasn't sure until the end of term. The first two weeks of the holiday. I
don't fancy you either Andrew, however this you can bank on. For ever we will be
friends. All of us. We have grown up, maybe before our time but grown up we all
have. My mind is set. I am going to think about the best way. I'm not doing it over
the wire. It must be face to face."
"I want to be free of this cloud that's been over me for so long."
Peter spoke with eloquence.
"I want to be free to express myself and, if you'll pardon the expression, fuck
them all! This is my life! I want to live it the way I choose! I want to be with Andy!
There is no purpose in going on without him! Ziggi's offer was a life line but, like
you Kate, I don't like living a lie! Ok, we'll get a lot of heat from school. Not only
from the other boys but there is a chance we'll get expelled. We've had the one
chance and well, it looks as if we've blown it!"
"Blown nothing!" Andy barked!
"What have we blown? We're there because we're successful with our rowing.
Any other student would have been out on their ear! I agree! Let's come out and
face up to our future. We're all going to have to do it some time or other! It's not
so bad for me as my mother already knows and will bring my Dad around but for
all of us life is going to change dramatically once we've told everyone."
Amy spoke up. "We could always stay at Ziggi's, I mean all of us and if the worst
should happen, we could continue our studies at 'Gloscat'"
"Money? What if we're all cut off by our parents?"
"Peter. I don't think my folks would do that. My father has been at sea on and off
all my life. We have a fantastic relationship. He knows full well that I've almost
brought myself up. He won't be best pleased but he will always love me
whatever."
"I think my father already knows!" Andy smiled! "He told me to take condoms with
me! 'I don't need my son to end up with a paternity suit'! I told him that it was the
last thing that was going to happen and that I didn't need them! He looked at me
and went, Hmmm!"
Katrina had been staying somewhat in the back ground during all of this. Not
wanting to interfere but now she chipped in.
"I think you should go with your instincts. We say that the truth often hurts but I've
always believed that being lied to and then finding out later is by far the worst. I
would make one suggestion. I think you should leave it for just a short while until
you can see Ziggi and Gillian. Talk to them. Tell them how strongly you feel.
Maybe they can give you some advice. You don't look so sure Amy."
"No I'm sure and I think you're right. We should discuss it with them before
shouting it from the roof tops. I wasn't about to lift the phone and tell my folks
right this minuet anyhow. I've got to pick the time very carefully. My mother would
be ok about it. My father. Well he has some very Victorian attitudes. I'm just not
sure about him."
"I'd be with you when the time came. It's us now. We're in this together."
Amy hugged me. "It's for me and me alone. I have to do this. I have to show
them that I'm sure and that will mean also showing them that I have the back
bone to face them alone! Your so sweet, Kate but no. I must do this by myself. I
might need you just around the corner but not right there!"
The discussion continued for a bit longer and I felt that I needed to lift the mood a
bit.
"Right. I'm going for a swim. Anyone going to join me?"
Amy was reading my mind. "Good idea. How about you two and you Kat?"
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Peter gripped Andrews hand. "Come on it's a shame to miss the weather!"
"You're right. We'll go and get changed and see you pool side in a minuet."
Katrina stood up. "I will tidy up and join you later. A good idea to lift the mood
Kate." She smiled at me and left the room.
"It's going to seem strange wearing a costume again. I've got so used to being
naked!"
"Oh God, Amy! Good thing you said! I'd have just stripped off and dived in!"
"Don't think Andrew and Peter would have been best impressed!"
We went upstairs and changed into our bikinis. We were first down by some ten
minuets. No surprise really. The boys hadn't had the chance of being alone for so
long.
We splashed around laughing and having fun.The boys joined us and the sport of
the afternoon was water polo! Amy and I were hammered in the first game, the
boys being far stronger than us. We then split up into boy / girl teams. We were
quite evenly matched. Amy and Peter taking the first two matches by a whisker
and Andy and I the third. By the end of the third game I was getting tired.
"I'm going to take a rest. I'm starting to hurt!" I stepped out of the pool and
collapsed onto a  sun lounger. One by one, the others followed. Katrina joined us
and after a quick dip in the water, lay out to enjoy the late afternoon sun.
We chilled out in silence for a while, then Andrew spoke. "It seems strange. At
home, we never wore anything in the pool. We're not naturists but that was
always the way of things."
I laughed! "It's only because we thought you would be embarrassed that we put
these on!"
"Embarrassed shit! I've two sisters. One older and one younger than me. I'm not
likely to be embarrassed!"
I reached behind me and unclipped my bikini top and wriggled out of the bottoms.
"Oh that's better!" Andrew slipped out of his trunks, Katrina and Amy followed.
Peter wasn't so sure.
"I've not done this before! I don't know!"
"Keep them on if you want." Amy replied. "No shame in that."
"Oh sod it! Nothing new under the sun! I'm not going to be the odd one out!"
>From there on in. It was as if we'd been together almost as a family all our lives.
We didn't notice our nakedness except perhaps Katrina. Being bisexual, she did,
from time to time gaze at Peter. He was, how can I say, very well equipped! She
was as good as gold. She never made a pass at him although she clearly wanted
to! She knew that it would wreck a good situation. She poured each of us a glass
and raised hers and said, "To 'situation normal'! I think it's wonderful that we are
all together and so understanding of each other!"
"Situation normal!" we shouted and all touched glasses.
"I took the liberty of chilling down a couple more bottles! Five of us. One bottle
won't go far!"
The ice was broken! It really did seem that we were a family. We talked and
laughed, messed around in the pool and got rather squiffy!
I heard the phone ringing. Everyone else was in the pool so I ran into the house
to answer it. It was Andy's father.
"Who am I speaking to please?"
"I'm Kate. Who is this please?"
"My name is Paul Jordan. Andrews father. I would like to have a word with him if I
may."
"He's in the swimming pool right now. Can I get him to call you back in a few
minuets?"
"That would be fine. Tell him there's nothing wrong only I've been talking to his
mother and I just, well I just, needed to tell him something."
Don't ask my why. Feminine intuition following the earlier conversation? Who can
say but I couldn't help but saying it.
"I'll get him to call you directly. They are so incredibly happy together you know?"
"You know why I called?"
"We were talking about it earlier. He is so frightened that he will loose your love
and respect. He loves and respects you. He feels that he's let you down in some
way. He's just being himself. How God made him!"
"Kate. I'm not going to give him a hard time! Rona told me about Peter. I love my
son and all I wanted to do was to tell him so. Life is full of difficult decisions. He
has come to a water shed in his life and made a difficult one. I want him to know
that I love him and will always be there for him. Kate please do me a kindness.
Don't tell him I said this to you. I want to tell him myself!"
"I won't say a word Mr Jordan. He will be so relieved! Bless you!"
"How come, given his sexuality, he's friends with you?"
"From school. We're all great friends. We understand each other. Our individual
preferences are not a problem for any of us. We can laugh and have a fantastic
time. That's what is important to us!"
"Bloody hell! Thankyou for that!"
"I'll go and tell him you called. He shouldn't be long in getting back to you."
"Thanks Kate. Thankyou for being his friend."
"I'll thank him for being mine! Good bye."
I went back to the pool. The others were just getting out of the water.
"Katrina's better than you at polo! Sorry!"
"It's ok Peter. One day I'll find something I'm better at than her!" Amy almost
choked with laughter. Kat blushed and dived back under the water.
"A call from your Dad, Andy. Please can you call him back."
"Shit! How did he sound?"
"Fine. We had a bit of a chat. Doesn't sound like trouble."
"It's just that if Mum had said anything to him."
"He sounded fine. Just go in and call him and stop frieking out!"
Andrew jogged into the house and was gone for some time. Kat had bought
another bottle out and was pouring it out when Andy returned.
"Pete. He knows! My father knows about us. Our relationship!"
The colour visibly drained from Peters face. He took on the pallor of a dying man.
"Oh bloody hell! Oh no!"
"Oh yes!" Andrew grabbed Peter and hugged him!
"He knows. He loves me. He wants only happiness for me. He told me to tell you
to make me happy! He would like to meet you but no pressure there!"
"I don't know if I should laugh or cry! Does he understand what will happen if the
school find out?"
"I told him everything. The counciling, the girls, Ziggi and the team. He'll take the
school on if the shit his the fan!"
"One down, three to go!" I was just so pleased for Andy. I hoped that our own
journeys would be as painless.
We hugged in a group. I've never hugged naked men before and I don't think
they'd hugged naked girls but it didn't matter. Love of a different kind!
We split the third bottle of wine and made our way inside. None of us were
hungry after the lunch. All of us somewhat tipsy after the wine. We kissed good
night. The boys, hand in hand, wandered off to the annex and the three of us
went to our room. I was slightly aroused but Katrina and Amy were shattered. We
cuddled up so close there was hardly an air gap between us. The next thing I
was aware of was the alarm clock. Nine in the morning!
I extricated myself from the entwined limbs and went down to make some tea.
The day looked as if it was going to be a broiler. The dew was already
evaporating and the temperature, already warmer outside than in. I sipped at my
tea and tried to decide what to do with the day. We must take the boys to the
rowing club and that'll probably take up their day. We could go riding, I knew Amy
was a good rider but I'd no idea if Kat had ever been on a horse. We could go
back into town shopping and have a leisurely lunch somewhere. I knew we were
all accomplished at that!
I was just picturing it in my mind, when I heard the sound of footsteps above me.
Kat and / or Amy had surfaced! I reboiled the kettle and took them up some tea.
Amy was in the shower but Kat was still out for the count. I placed the mugs of
tea on the side and kissed the sleeping beauty full on her mouth. Slowly she
came to. Opening her eyes, she smiled at me. "What's the time?"
"Almost ten!"
"Oh my life. I've been asleep too long."
"It's ok. You must have needed it. Drink your tea and I'll see you down stairs for
breakfast."
Kat yawned. "Give me ten minuets. I will shower later."
I knocked on the shower door. "I've bought your tea upstairs, Amy. I've got a
brilliant plan for today!"
"I'll be down in five. Ok!"
We met back downstairs. Some few moments later, Andrew and Peter appeared.
Offering them breakfast, they explained that they'd cooked for themselves in the
annex and had been waiting for us to show signs of life.
"Don't need to wait for us! We're idle sometimes! You must make yourselves at
home here. We know each other too well for that sort of thing!"
Andrew smiled. "Ok. We won't be shy again. It's difficult to come to terms with
being with people who understand. We've had to be clandestine animals for the
last two years. A couple of drinks, the guard down. In the, well I was going to say
the 'cold grey light of dawn', but in this case the sultry heat of mid-morning, we're
less brave! Do you understand?"
"Perfectly! Been there and back at school, we still are. We're technically legal,
thanks to HMQ Victoria. You aren't. We've our problems but I see yours as
bigger. You've got your lifeline in Ziggi's place. Keep your head down and come
out with us any time you hear a whisper. Shit. Anytime you want!"
"We've gone through this ourselves." Peter this time.
"We thought that a regular meet up where other people go from school would be
a good way to through them off the scent."
"With you but where?"
"A lot of the other boys in our years, go out to eat at the local Tappas bar. It's a
bit chinncy but it's good for food at reasonably good prices. We pay all. Now that
has to be understood! We are seen to be with very beautiful girls, who kiss us
good night and dance with us and who know and understand our situation. We
are seen to be having a good time and we will have a good time however it takes
the heat from us and the double hit is, that if you ever found your situation under
scrutiny, you could use the same approach!"
"Seems to work for all of us. We wouldn't even be telling an untruth. We are great
friends, perhaps not the way that they think we are but what the hell!"
"Well said, Amy. So we're sorted."
"That is I think. I had, on a completely different note, been thinking about today
and what we could do. You guys want to get down to the rowing club?"
"Well yes we do but if you want to do something else?"
"Pete. This is your holiday! Do you want to go today?"
Peter smiled as he looked at Andy. "Yes we can't wait to get back on the water!"
"Great! This is what I propose. We pack a load of food and stuff. Take you down
and introduce you to the club captain and arrange to meet up with you sometime
middle to late afternoon."
Kate looked quizzical. "What are we going to do in the interim?"
"Oh. We'll be on the water too. No rowing but motoring. I thought we'd go out on
the 'Black Pig'."
In unison almost, the boys, Amy and Kat spoke. "The Black Pig?"
"My name for my Dads narrow boat! Actually she's called "Mighty Quinn", you
know, after the Manfred-Man song back in the early seventies."
"I had no idea you father had a boat!" Kat looked shocked.
"Oh yes. I wasn't born when he bought it. It's really old and very beautiful! She's
72 foot long. Full mod-cons, central heating, wood burner, full bathroom and
kitchen facilities, can sleep eight at a push. The quarters are fabulous. All wood
and leather. You'll love it! I thought we could cruise for a bit whilst the boys were
at the club and then later, we could meet them and go upstream and bbq and
sleep on board and come back tomorrow."
Kat was still concerned. "I know nothing about boats and you are very small to
take out such a big boat."


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"Kat walked aft and opened up he stern hatch and slid it back into position. The
boat was open! Tentively, I hit a light switch. All was well. My only problem might
be the engine batteries. Amy and Kat were still on the bank! Come on down!
Nothing here to worry about!
They made their way down the hatchway, handing me the food and drink as they
came. Once down inside the boat, they were awe struck at the interior.
 "Kate, it's so sumptuous! Everything is here!" Amy was ecstatic!
I gave them a short tour and made my excuses so I could get to the engine room.
Situated between the aft deck and the main cabin, I hadn't bothered to let myself
into it up to then.
I opened both of the double side doors to give me some light. Looking around I
could see the massive old Lister JP engine. It's gloss black paintwork and the
polished brass and copper pipe work looking back at me.
I was in awe of this beast! I knew that I had three chances on the starter motor,
on a full battery before resorting to a crank handle.
The battery wouldn't be full and I was too small to crank her up. My one failing!
I primed the three pots with oil. Lifted the exhaust damper, threw the battery
isolator and hit the start button.
The big diesel worked itself up and I dropped the exhaust damper. Two or maybe
three times she tried to fire up and then died.
Cussing and swearing, I re-primed the cylinders. I turned on the
isolator.Indicators read 20 volts  12 amps. I had one hit left.
'Come on babe, Come on!'
I pressed the start button. The amp meter sped down to zero. The big engine
turned and gained momentum I dropped the exhaust damper. A cough and a kick
and a few unsure moments, the engine started! I looked out of the port side
doors. A cloud of black-blue smoke wafted into the air and then cleared. I waited
a few moments before throwing the battery isolators on to the charge position. I
lifted  the engine revolutions to eight hundred rpm and made my way back to the
main cabin.
"The batteries are on charge so no extravagant use of power just for a while. The
fridge and cooker are all gas as is the hot water for a shower and the bath. I'll
turn on the gas but we may need another bottle. We will need water as she
hasn't been used yet this season and we drain the tanks during the winter."
I turned the gas  on and got the fridge on. After all. Sancerre isn't so nice at room
temperature! I went back to check the engine. My father had walked me through
the start up procedure and I always went through the checks. All was fine. I reset
the throttle override back to 150rpm and went aft to the tiller. I rechecked the
charge rate of the battery banks. The domestic bank charge rate had fallen to 7
amps but the engine batteries had taken a beating and were still up at around 22
amps. Nothing a little cruise would put back to rights.
I went back to the others. The kettle was on and mugs laid out for tea.
"You guys ok?"
"Yeh! This is fun! When do we get going?" said Amy.
"As soon as you tell me that's bottled water you're using for the tea!" I answered.
"Well we turned on the tap and nothing happened! Yes, silly, it's bottled!"
"Remind me to turn on the pumps once we've got to the marina. I'll go and get us
out of here if you'd be a star and bring my tea up to me. It'll take ten minuets or
so to get to the marina and I would like a hand with ropes if it's busy. Is that ok?"
"It will be done, my captain!"
"Katrina! Don't take the piss please?!"
I cast off the prow rope and walked down he bank and released her at the stern.
We were moored so tight to other boats that I had to swing the tiller in such a
way as to throw the nose of the boat hard into the bank. Slowly but surely the
stern of the boat wandered off into clear water and away from the craft behind
me. Once clear, I pushed the gear shift into astern and she pulled away from the
bank into the centre of the river. Forward again , we gently cruised down to the
marina. The river was busy with traffic. Amy and Kat were up on the deck house
roof loving all the wolf whistles, dressed as they were in bikini's! I'd taken the
opportunity to change into a pair of shorts and a tee shirt. I had to wear deck
shoes so the cat calls were all for them!
We entered the marina. A vast pond of water with boats of all shapes and sizes
moored up along the banks and staging. I looked for the water point which was
right next to the diesel point and the offices. No spaces. I stopped the
momentum, putting the engine into idle. We sat there.
After some ten minuets of static movement the ship to shore rang.
"That you, Kate?"
"Yes. I need water and diesel. What is going on!"
"Some wanker in a plastic gin palace has tied up and buggered off! I can only
suggest that you come along side and block him in!"
"Coming in now!"
I called the girls but the noise of the engine was too much.
I pulled the 'Black Pig' absolutely abreast of the cruiser and tied off without a
scratch.
Paul Cheney owned the place and had known my Dad since before I was born.
I'm his God daughter!
We watered up and were just about to fuel up when the owner of the 'gin palace'
turned up.
"Young lady. Your boat is blocking our way! Perhaps you could get the helm of
this boat to move it. Quickly!"
Paul was still filling the diesel tanks and winked at me!
"You're talking to the helm. I will be ready to move in about fifteen minuets."
"Your only a child! Do you know who I am! How dare you take such an attitude
with me!"
"My name is Kate. I have no idea who you are and, I have to say, neither do I
care. You were arrogant and ignorant to take up on a mooring that was for water
and fuel only. I hauled in and you will have to wait for me to finish."
"I want to speak with the owner. Now!"
"If you would like to come aboard, you may phone him in Yokohama. He will, I'm
sure set you're mind at rest."
"I really think your attitude offensive, young lady. You give me no choice but to
speak to the marina manager!"
As he strode off in the direction of the office, Paul looked up with a big grin on his
face.
"He won't find me in there, Kate! Now will he?"
"Paul slowed down on the diesel fill, keeping half an eye on the office. Some
moments later, 'gin palace man' reappeared.
Paul turned and mouthed, "Here we go! This will be fun!"
"Are you the marina owner? Some woman in the office pointed me in your
direction."
"I am the owner of this marina, sir and the 'some woman' happens to be my wife.
Can I help you in any way?"
"I need to get under way and this child refuses to move. Perhaps you could talk
to her and get that thing out of my way! Now!"
"Did you buy fuel, sir?"
"No I damn well did not! What has that got to do with anything?"
"This is a refuelling point sir. You will see clearly marked, a sign that says so. On
this sign is also marked a charge for illegal mooring. You owe me thirty pounds.
Thank you sir!"
"This is just too much! You allow a child to dictate to you! I need to leave now!"
"Thirty pounds please sir, and when Miss Kate is ready, I'm sure she will let you
out!"
'Gin palace man' , thumbed up the thirty pounds.
"Now please can you get someone on board who can move this 'thing' without
any damage please!"
"Kate pulled her along side you sir? I recon she can get out of your way herself in
the same way! She may be just a child to you sir, but to us she's family. She is
young but she knows that narrow boat backwards, as well, if not better than her
father. Thank you for visiting our marina and I thank you for not visiting again!"
I made every move right. I never touched his boat. Narrow boats are built to be
bumped. This time....,nothing!
I let 'gin man' out into the marina pond and pulled back in.
He looked back as I tied off. A brief nod of the head. He now understood that I
could handle her well!
Amy and Kat looked perplexed!
"What was that all about?"
"He was pushing his weight around and I wasn't having any of it! Unfortunately
you get people on the river, who buy a boat to relax on, to get away from a frantic
business life, to relieve stress but they have forgotten the art of relaxing. They
bring their problems on to the water with them and talk to anyone who causes a
delay or whatever like they're the lowest form of animal life, stressing them out
even more. I feel sorry for them really. It must be tough at the top but I can't
stand rudeness."
"Stressing everybody else out as well." Amy mussed.
"All animal life is out there! Pretty much most people are fine. We'll be ok. We've
met Mr. Stroppy for today!"
Paul had finished dieseling up. "Put this on the account, Kate?"
"Please Paul and thankyou for your support earlier!"
"Arsehole so he was! Too many of the buggers on the cut these days. Always a
pleasure, Kate!"
We pulled back from the jetty and slowly turned into the marina basin. I shouted
to Amy. "Get me a pint of cider could you, I'm broiling up here!"
"Pint of cider coming up Miss!"
The drink arrived and Amy and I stood very close as I nudged the boat towards
the marina entrance.
Amy spoke. "You know? This is a perfect situation. You and me. Katrina. The
boys. We all get on so well! It's as you said before. We're a family!"
"Yes." I replied, "But we've to take it to the outside world."
Before I had a chance to reply, we were hailed. Gin palace man.
"AHOY 'Mighty Quinn'! Need to talk! Can you come along side?"
I eased into and along side the cruiser, again without so much as a touch.
"I feel I must tender an apology to you. I was very unreasonable at the boat yard
and I would like to make amends. You handle that boat wonderfully, young lady
and I take my hat off to you. Way too big for me! We're going down to Colinas
lock tonight and there is a very good restaurant. My wife and I would love to buy
you dinner and all of your crew!"
"Thankyou for the invitation! We're two short right now, you know, doing
something else? We were going to pick them up  from the rowing club and go to
Statters Island for a bar-b-q. Join us their and share a glass or two!"
"Deal done! We will be there! About five?
"That's good for us too!"
I pulled back and made my way out of the marina into open water.
"He seemed a tad more reasonable, didn't he."
"Yes, he did." I replied. "Perhaps a lesson learned."
Katrina appeared from below. She had a nervous grim on her face.
"That monster down there scares me!"
"What monster, oh! You mean the engine! No need to worry. It only scares me
when it stops before I want it to!" I laughed.
"Don't even think about that! How would we get back!"
"Amy. We are motoring at about three miles per hour. The river is busy and if the
worst happened, we would hitch a tow. It won't happen. That engine is a work
horse. Designed not to go wrong. We'll be fine so don't freak out, ok?!"
"Sorry Kate but I don't know anything about this and I feel a bit inadequate."
"Fine! So now it's time to reduce your inadequacy. Take the helm!"
"What! Me steer this thing? I can't hardly see the end of it!"
"I'll be here so no need to be worried. Just do as I say and you'll be fine. Now go
on, grab the tiller."
We were cruising a straight piece of water and as chance would have it, no other
boats were coming towards us. I got Amy to veer the boat across the river and
back, making a zig zag in the water and then telling her how to get back onto a
straight course. Amy was in raptures!
"God, this is so much fun! It takes a bit of time to respond but wow! It's really
cool!"
"It's a she, not an it, silly! Anyhow, I'm pleased you like it 'cos I need to go to the
loo. She's all yours!"
"Oh Kate, I'm not so sure!"
"I need to go! You'll be fine! I'll be back in a bit. Just relax. If you have oncoming
craft, just back off on your speed, like this, and when you're clear go back to
warp factor nine!"
"Ok. Ok! Just be quick in the loo will you!"
"You know how it is? Sometimes it's quick and some times it's not so quick. Keep
to the right of the centre and, by the way you've a lock coming up soon but I'm
sure you'll be just fine!"
I ducked below before collapsing in peels of laughter! I could hear Amy shouting
down to me.
"You better be quick! I don't do locks! Jesus girl, I'm not practiced as you! You
get back up here fast, do you hear me!"
I went to the loo and sat and waited. The boat slowed on a couple of occasions
and I could feel the gentle swell of a passing craft and then the shudder as the
big Lister kicked back in. Then the scream!"
"Just you get back up here, Kate. Like yesterday! We're coming up to a lock! You
really don't want me to do this by myself. Do you?"
I was ready for it and I was back up top like a shot!
Amy was not best pleased! "I don't know how to do this! You cow! You would
have left me to it, wouldn't you!"
"Hey! This is my Dad's boat! I want to see it back home in one piece! You won't
have to do it but stay with me and I'll show you how it's done. It's not rocket
science, just a little common sense."
"Fuck you, Kate!"
"Oh I want you to do that later!"
Amy blushed. "No problem then!"

I cut the engine to tick over and shifted the gearbox into neutral. We coasted
toward the lock gate. We were some two hundred yards away at this point but I
could see that the gates were closed.
"Amy. Be a sweet heart and take over from me again. I'll tell you what to do but I
really need you right now!"
"I can't! What do you need to do! Let me do it for you!"
"Ok. I'm going to pull over to the bank. You hop off and leg it up to the lock and
then come and tell me how many boats are coming down. I will hover mid stream
but if it's busy, I'll haul over. Just let me know ,ok?"
I slowed the boat and came over to the bank, scarcely brushing the reeds. Amy
hopped off and sprinted up the tow path to the lock. After a few moments, she
reappeared.
"Two in the lock coming your way. Nothing else!" She shouted.
I cupped my hands and yelled back, "You stay there and I'll come in once they're
clear!"
A thumbs up from Amy and she disappeared back across the lock.
After what seemed like a life time hanging about mid-stream, the lock gates
opened and a cruiser and another narrow boat pulled away towards me. The
cruiser put some manners on her speed and went past me with a wave of the
hand. The narrow boat came past as I was edging towards the lock entrance but
slowed down, I thought to impart some advice about the river but no! It was a hire
boat loaded down to the water line with larger soaked students. All drunk as
skunks! They were having a booze cruise of a lifetime!
"Hello 'Mighty Quinn'. Or should I say 'Mighty Quim'!!"
"Nice one boys! Very original! Never heard that one before!" I lied.
"Sorry. Nice boat and nice crew! Sorry. We've been out for a few days having a
bit of fun after our finals We're all drunk. Please don't be offended but you are
every mans dream team!"
"Keep on dreaming boys! We're up the road! Bye for now!"
I motored the boat into the lock and through the centre rope up to Amy.
"Just hook it around the bollard and hold it. I'll come up with Kat and I'll show you
what to do."
Amy caught the rope and I went forward to wake Kat. No need she was already
waiting to help.
I steered her up the ladder and gave them a lesson in locking in and out. This
one was the problem one. It was manual as apposed to the electric gates! It took
a bit of time but as no one was waiting there wasn't any rush. They did all the
work and we exited the lock just as another boat came down. I pulled over and
the girls jumped aboard .We headed off mid stream as the other boat passed us.
They waved and were gone into the lock.
"That was really cool! I enjoyed that!" Amy was really excited!
"That's good, 'cos I hate it!" I replied.
"I like too!" Kat came up with us. "We do all the locking for you now. You just
drive. Yes?"
"Yes! No problem!" I shoved the boat out of gear and hugged them both.
"I love you both. I hope you're not too bored?"
"Shit no, Kate! This is so good! So much fun!" Katrina was beaming!
"So the same for me." Amy retorted, "I don't mind the driving but don't ask me to
lock in or out. I'd freak out!"
I threw my arms in the air and yelled, "We're a team again!!"
We hugged again just as a boat passed us in the opposite direction! A small
wave and an understanding grin from the two female occupants of the boat!
"We've two more locks to go before we hit the boat club. We've so much time, so
let's have a drinks break and also I can stretch my legs."
I moored up and dragged out the camping chairs and a small collapsible table. A
bottle of ice cold Sancerre was produced and we relaxed and drank. I
disappeared into the bushes for a wee and was met as I  came out by Amy.
"We may have a problem, Kate."
"Like what?"
"Like the drunks on the boat earlier did an about turn and are here with us.
Katrina is fending off the worst of them but one has already tried to go on to your
boat to have a look see. Come on back now. We're a bit scared."
"And I thought you came to have my body! No. I'm sorry let's get back. I'm the
baby here! Why me?"
"Your boat. That simple."
"Nothing much we can do. It's a public tow path. Anyone can moor here. Let's get
back and see what the score is."
We made our way back. Just as we came into sight of the boat, we could see two
boys, about twenty years old sitting around Katrina. She was fending them off as
best she could.
"Oh come on love! Give us a kiss! Nothing wrong with that! You know you want
to!"
"Go away! I don't want you here! Just go away!"
I whispered to Amy. "Where is their boat?"
"Just around the corner. That way. Back towards the lock. Why?"
"I've a plan. We can't out weigh them so let's hit them where it hurts. Their boat!
You go to Kat and do what you can and I'll go and sort the other thing out. I'll be
back in five. Ok?"
"I'm not sure!"
"Do it! Go now!"
With some hesitation, Amy disappeared through the trees to the boat. I went
across, skirting the bank to the boys boat. My estimation of the facts was correct.
I said a small prayer. Their boat was open. The keys in the ignition! I cut the boat
adrift having made sure that no one was about to see me and giving it a mighty
shove, I allowed the current to take her out into the river and drift down towards
our mooring.
I headed back to the others. The lads from the boat were still trying to press their
attentions on Kat and Amy.
"Oh here she comes! We'd missed you. Now we're a six ^Ö some!"
"Not for long. We've got to go now."
I motioned to Amy and Katrina to get on board as I went below and fired up the
engine. I cast off the stern line and waited for the others to get on board. Amy
was last on casting off the bow line. As we slid gently backwards into the river, on
of the drunks shouted, "We'll follow you! Three tasty girls on their own! Were
faster than you as well so catching you up won't be a problem!"
"I doubt that!" I replied, "Isn't that your boat over there?"
Slowly drifting past, right in the middle of the river was the boat I'd cut adrift!
"You little bitch! You cut our boat loose! Fuck you!"
"May be and then maybe not. Perhaps in your drunken state you fouled up when
you tied off. Who can tell! Bye for now!"
"You've got to help us get it back!" the one boy screamed.
"Like you said just now. Fuck you!"
We left them shouting and cursing us as we motored off. I raised the engine
speed to one thousand revolutions and we fairly flew along towards the next lock.
Katrina appeared with a pint of dry cider for me.
"Well did you?"
I grinned and winked at her. "Who can tell!" She understood!
"What will happen to their boat?" She asked.
"The natural current will take her down towards the lock but she'll drift towards
the weir and get caught up against the weir barrier. They'll have to get it towed
away from there, which will cost them a few bob and will take some time. We're
safe now. We won't be seeing them again! Their boat will be fine but their pride
will be hurt. If they report us we play dumb! Come on, lighten up, Kat! I'm going
to drink my drink and maybe get myself another. You take the helm. I'll be with
you so don't worry. Even if I go below for another, I'll only be a few seconds."

I stood to one side as Kat took over. The river was fairly straight at this point so
navigating it wasn't a problem. We'd long passed the drifter and it's crew hot in
pursuit! My only worry was that there'd be a cue waiting to get through the lock,
giving the drunks a chance to catch up. Nothing to do but wait and see. I went
below and recharged my glass. On the way back to the helm, I checked out the
engine. She was running a bit hot but we were pushing along at maximum
speed. Once back up top, I reduced the revs to eight hundred. Katrina and I
chatted as we cruised. She was really getting the knack of it! Amy was sunning
herself, periodically turning over and waiving to us. Some ten minuets later, we
caught site of the lock. "I'll do this bit, Kat. No disrespect but I must do this bit."
"Oh no, please! I have enjoyed the experience but I don't want to do locks. Only
to wind them!"
As we approached, the gates opened and two boats emerged. God was on our
side! No one waiting and a clean run in! As the first boat drew along side, I
waived him down. "There's a loose narrow boat coming down. Just be aware.
We're not strong enough to take her in tow so she'll come along side the weir.
Just watch out for her."
"No problem. Thanks for the warning. Better to let her do her own thing!"
We locked in and out in record time! Now we could relax. One more lock to go
and we could meet up with Peter and Andy. Never in my life would I be so happy
to meet boys! Our boys were nice and also capable of taking care of themselves!
We would feel doubly safe with them on board.
Kat took the boat down to the next lock with ease. She really had a talent for it!
That stretch of the cut wasn't so straight and required some concentration. She
refused however my invitation to lock through, even though I really thought she
could do it. This lock was busy. Not with boats so much but with people on the
bank. It was, after all, a perfect summer afternoon. The best time to enjoy the
river. Kat and Amy didn't have to leave the boat. Plenty of school boys wanting to
lock us through, gawping at Amy laid out on the roof of the boat, just soaking up
the sun! I thought to myself. "I'm the one sleeping with her tonight, not you!"
As we exited the lock, the river master called  us in.
"Did you see a loose narrow boat back up steam?"
"Yes," I replied , "I warned other traffic as we came down. We saw the crew but
they were very drunk and as you can see, we're just three girls and didn't feel
happy about picking them up."
"Not a problem. The boat is tidy up against the weir barrier so she'll be ok. I want
to see a credit card before I tow her off! Take care, you girls!"
"Thanks. We will! See you on the way back up tomorrow."
The river master waived his good byes and Kat, again took the helm.
"What is the meaning of 'tidy'. He said 'tidy up against  the weir'? How is 'tidy'?"
"Oh. Tidy is a welsh expression for neat, or safe or ok? In Wales they say
something like, 'There's tidy, then!' It means everything is good."
"Tidy expression, then?"
"First time winner, Kat! Absolutely the right context!"
We came down stream and were about to enter the lock mooring point when Kat
pointed to a small racing boat, two men on board, going like hell up stream!
"That's Andy and Pete!" I leant on the horn but they were gone. "We'll hang
around the other side of the lock and follow them back in to the club. It's only a
mile or so."
We locked through and tied up and, after refreshing our various glasses, sat and
waited for the boys to return.
The tow path was busy with people out enjoying the afternoon sun. The boat was
getting admiring glances. A few people stopped and chatted including one man
who took an age looking at the boat from all angles before coming over to us. He
spoke to Katrina, assuming her to be the owner.
"Excuse me Miss. Can you tell me, are you the owner of this wonderful boat?"
His accent was American. His voice deep and his words measured.
"No I'm not the owner. My friend here," gesturing to me, "is in charge."
I'd just changed into my bikini, the warmth of the sun now too hot for proper
clothing now we were tied up. I guess I looked my young age like this as he was
quite taken aback as I stepped out on to the after deck.
"Well my! You sure look young to handle such a craft!"
Another smart arse, I thought, but no. He was very polite!
He walked over to me. He was fumbling about in his pockets as he spoke. "My
name is Hiram Kline. If I could find my card it would better explain, ah! Here we
go!" He handed me a business card however I knew the name and his business!
MGM STUDIOS.
Hiram J Kline.
Producer.
Dallas. Texas.

"Mr Kline. It's wonderful to meet you! God, I never would have believed this
would happen! Please come aboard!"
"Miss, I accept your gracious offer!" Mr Kline stepped aboard. "My! This is a
beautiful boat! Do you own it?"
"No. It belongs to my Dad but he's away at sea just now but I've been taught well
how to handle her and he gives me a free reign to use her when ever I wish."
I showed him around the state rooms and galley. The engine room and
bedrooms.
"How long are you out for?"
"Just a couple of days. Our friends are on the water rowing today. We were going
to pick them up, have a bar-b-q and go back tomorrow."
"Now I've a business deal for you all. We're shooting a movie own at Salters
Lode. Do you know it?"
"Yes I know. Near to the 'Red Cow' pub."
"Right! Not near. At the pub! I had arranged to hire a boat like yours for a couple
of scenes in the movie. When I saw the boat it was new! Jesus! The film is set in
the nineteen twenties and this damn boat had a Volvo engine! Looked what it
was! New! It was nice but not in keeping with the period! Now this baby is just the
dandiest thing! I want to hire your boat and it's lovely crew for a week! It's just
perfect! What you say!"
I hesitated. "Well, um, I don't know. I, um, would have to think about it!"
"Let's say £800 a day plus expenses!"
Katrina had been listening through an air vent! "£1000 a day plus expenses!"
"Oh shit! You've a deal. Shake on it?"
"Why not! Just so long as she comes out of this as she went in!"
"Well, we'll have to dress her up a little but we will 'undress' her after! Don't
worry! No one else but you will be at the helm.
Your boat. You in charge. Can you get to the pub for, let's say ten- thirty
tomorrow morning? Look I'll write my cell phone number on the card. Call me if
you have a problem!"
We shook hands and he left. With a spring in his step!
"Shit! We've just committed minimum five days of our holiday!"
Katrina shrugged her shoulders. "He's just committed a minimum of five
thousand pounds of his cash! Who wins?"
"Looking at it that way, we do! But it's not just our holiday is it. Andy and Pete. It's
theirs too. We'll have to ask them when we catch up with them."
"They passed us going back when the film guy was here." Amy interjected.
"You would be crazy to turn down an offer like that, Kate! Think of the benefits!"
"I know! Let's go meet the boys!"
I slipped our moorings and headed the mile or so back to the rowing club. Some
ten minuets later we were mooring up at the club. Amy went to find the boys.
Katrina came and gave me a hug. "You would be mad to turn down so much
money! Five thousand pounds!"
I kissed her and replied. "But it's not just us, is it! Peter and Andrew, it's their time
too and we must talk to them and clear it!"
A short while later I could hear voices out on the tow path. I poked my head out
of the galley doors to see Amy and the boys walking towards the boat.
"Hi guys! Did you have a good time?" I shouted.
"Brilliant! Really nice people at this club. They let us take out their best boat. A
double scull. Dear God, did it shift!"
"We saw you but you were going to fast to attract your attention. Anyhow
welcome aboard the 'Mighty Quinn'."
They stepped down into the state room. "My life!" said Peter. "Can see what you
mean about sumptuous! Can we see the rest of her?"
I gave the guided tour. When we entered the engine room, Andrew shrieked with
delight!
"I think I'm in love again! A Lister JP3! She must be the best part of seventy
years old! Just look at the condition of her! Oh, I can't wait to hear her. What a
gem!"
I nodded. "Engine block was cast in the February of 1923. It was installed on this
boat in the August and to the best of our knowledge, she's never been removed.
Any work that's had to be done has been carried out in situe. I didn't know you
were into engines and stuff, Andy?"
"Not modern ones. Vintage mechanics of any sort are my interest. I've a 1932
Ferguson Field Master tractor at home. I've almost completed a full rebuild of the
engine and transmission, I've yet to do the steering and suspension and there's
some welding work to do as well but yes is the answer to your question, I'm into
this sort of beast!"
We chatted away about what was a mutual interest, to the point where the others
got bored and returned to the galley for some liquid refreshment.
"When we pull out, can you show me the start up procedure?"
"Sure thing," I said, "in fact we'll do it now. After all the batteries could probably
use the charge. Is your tractor a primer start?"
"Yes it is. Too early for heater plates. I'm thinking of retrofitting a starter motor but
I don't really want to get away from it's original design but since the rebuild, the
engine has tightened up so much that it's all I can do to turn her over!"
I relayed the story of the first start this morning. "If she hadn't have kicked in that
second chance, there's no way I'd have had the strength to wind her up"
"Actually," Andy said, "it's a matter of getting the knack of it. It's not just muscle
power you need."
"Still don't want to find out!" I giggled.
I went through all the pre start checks with Andy. Battery levels, primer ports,
isolators, cooling pump bleeders and the rest. "You can only start her from down
here. You can stop her from up the top but not start. Preset the revolution control
to 250 or so. This can be over rode from up top however this is the master
control."
I swung the engine batteries to on. Pointing out the ammeter which showed a
healthy 28 amps, I lifted the exhaust dampers and hit the start button. The big old
engine wound herself up to the start revolutions and having pointed this out to
Andy, I dropped the dampers and the old beast farted into life!
I backed off the engine speed to 100 rpm.
"Just listen to that," Andy breathed, "it's almost orgasmic. Almost!"
"Want to have a drive," I enquired?
"Does the Pope prey?"
"Let's get ourselves a drink and we'll get under way. Just one thing, Andy. This is
my Dads pride and joy so I do all locks and stuff. Is that ok?"
"Oh yes that's just fine. Just want to have a go with her!"
"That's good because we've about two hours running and two locks to do and I'd
appreciate the rest in between the locks. Katrina's quite good but bless her, Amy
is, well, better at sun bathing!"
As we wandered back towards the state room, Andy said, "Stupid, I know but I
love the smell of hot diesel engines!"
I gave his arm a friendly squeeze. "Not stupid at all. I also love it!" Kindred spirits,
I think.
We all settled in to our gin and tonics and talked away for England. The boys told
us of their day at the rowing club and we told them of our encounters with the gin
palace man and the drunk students.
"Don't worry about them. We can sort them out if it comes to it but I hasten to bet
it won't. You looked like a soft target, being on your own and stuff but I think
they'll think twice with us around."
"You say that Peter but it was really quite scary at the time?" Katrina looked
worried.
"Everything will be cool. I promise you Kat!"
I topped up my glass and turned to Andy. "Come on helm. Let's get out onto the
water!"
I cast off and once clear of the bank I gave Andy brief instructions on how to
manage her and handed over the helm to him. He was like a kid with a new toy! I
knew that feeling!
"Just yell if you get fed up with it or when you see a lock!"
"When I see a lock! Not before!"
I took the chance to grab some afternoon sun.
I fried in the late afternoon heat. The first lock was a breeze and Andy was so
natural with the boat that, under my watchful eye, I let him stay at the helm,
locking through himself.
As we motored on, Andy shouted to me. "Where are we heading for. You didn't
tell me that bit!"
"Shit! We must be very close to it! Sorry I dozed off!"
Looking around I recognised the locality. "Next bend, slow her down. I'll come up.
Some bad sand banks which aren't on your map. Ok?"
"No problem. Actually you better come up now. I can see the bend."
The river widened out considerably at this point. As a consequence, shallowed,
leaving sand and mud banks where the flow of the river was at it's weakest. I
knew well this part of the river and I slowed back on the revs and chose my
course.
We got through the first sand banks but as we turned into the flow to take us off
and away from the second, we saw a cruiser, She was listing badly to her port
side and the helm was not able to do anything to get out of the situation. They
were waving frantically at us for help. I put the Lister into reverse and marked
time.
"Can't go in. Too shallow. We'll be in the same situation as them if we do."
Andy spoke. "How much rope do you have on board?"
"A lot. In the forward rope locker. I don't know how much. Why?"
Row the dingy out to them, attach a rope and pull! That's why!"
Amy and I lowered the little Avon inflatable into the water. The boys had found
the rope and were off and gone before we said the word.
They arrived at the cruiser and seemed to be gone for an eternity. Finally with
ropes secured, I headed the 'Quinn' back into the deep. The boat shuddered as
we took on the tension of the ropes.
I gave the throttle a shove up to 500rpm. The stern dug in and I could see silt
churning up from under the boat. 1000rpm and I could feel 'Mighty Quinn' dig her
stern in and PULL! I was about to give up. I'd been legging it down and looking at
engine temperature gauges every now and again and I wasn't happy!
Then an horrendous lurch of the boat and a crack of the ropes and the cruiser
was free! We pulled them into deep water and eased off. I let the boat drift as
Pete and Andy un hitched the cruiser. Andy rowed back to us as Pete coiled in
the rope which had attached us. I turned to the girls. "I know that boat. I'm sure I
do."
Amy looked over, shielding her eyes from the late after noon sun. "Is it your
friend from the marina? You know, the one that had a go at you and was nice as
we left?"
"Bloody hell! I think you're right!"
Pete and Andy got back on board and we hauled the dingy back and stowed it
away.
"I bet you've no idea who that was!" Andy was fighting the urge to laugh!
"Only that he was the one to ask the same question earlier. 'Do you know who I
am, young lady'!"
"He's our head master at school! That's why we were so long! Is it right you
invited them for a drink later?"
"Um, yes we did. This could be difficult." I replied.
"No problem, I would say!" Peter interjected, "He was really so full of thanks for
being towed clear, I think we could get away with blue murder!"
"Soon find out!" I said, "the island is about fifteen minuets away."
Andy stood with me as we motored down towards the island. "He was well
impressed with you, you know!"
"Your head was?"
"God, yes! Especially how you can handle the boat! You've a real fan there!"
"A head teacher as a fan!" I mused. "Now that's a first!"
The cruiser hung off and let me moor up against the bank. Once we'd tied off, I
waved him to moor along side us. A few small bumps as he came along side but
nothing major.
"Sorry, I'm still getting used to her."
"No matter, it just takes practice." I replied.
The boy's head master stepped on to the 'Quinn' followed by his wife. With an
out stretched hand and a big smile he introduced himself. "My name is John,
John Thorpe and my wife Lucy."
We shook hands. "My name is Kate, these are my friends Amy and Katrina. I
understand you don't need to be introduced to Andy and Pete?"
"Ah, no we don't. A pleasure anyway boys!" He grinned. The ice was broken.
"I hate to sound rude but back at the marina you mentioned a drink? After that
episode back there, for which I must thank you for your fabulous efforts, I must
confess, I could use one!"
"Come below Mr Thorpe and you can make your choice." I answered.
"Please. Call us John and Lucy. Andy and Peter. You also. We're not at school
now!"

Down in the state room, I listed the drink menu.
"What are you going to have, Kate?" Asked John.
'Sod it. I thought. My boat and I'm going to have a very large gin and tonic!'
"Gin and tonic weather today!"
"Likewise for me please." Said Amy.
"Mmm! Me too please!" said Kat.
"You said you had Campari? Any chance of a gin-Campari and tonic?" Asked
John.
"Oh, for me too if possible?" Lucy.
"I can recommend this mix on a hot day, boys," said John looking at a slightly
nervous Pete and Andy, "It really hits the spot.
The ice was not just broken now but completely melted!
Drinks poured and the usual toast. John stood up and spoke.
"Had it not been for so many things today, our unfortunate contretant in the
marina, the subsequent making up and your unbelievable efforts to rescue us
from the sand banks this afternoon, my opinion of school pupils would have
remained unchanged. Today I've found a new tomorrow. However you pursue
your various futures, I raise my glass to you all and wish you all the happiness,
love and fortune that life can offer you. I drink to also to my change of attitude. To
all of us. Let us all live lives our way and to the benefit to others. Thank you and
God bless you all! Cheers!!
Amy stood up and spoke. "May God bless all of us! Cheers!"
We downed our drinks, talking and joking. Kat and Pete set up the bbq and then
the food! Kat had totally over catered but as things had turned out, not a problem!
Drink, despite the quantity that was sunk (pardon the unfortunate metaphor!,)
didn't run out! My Dad always said, "A dry boat is an unhappy boat."
"We had a very happy boat!"
As darkness fell and the copious quantities of drink started to take effect, John
announced his departure to bed.
"I'm a tad drunk, Lucy! You coming?"
"I'm talking to the boys. Just give me a few minuets and I'll be along."
"Ok fine. See you guys. What time do you want to be away, Kate?"
"Not until tiffin time!"
"What?"
"Sorry. A silly school expression! After eleven!"
"Haven't heard 'tiffin' used since I was at school! Love to see your engine room if
you can spare the time!"
"Love to show you. Sleep well!"
"Oh. I will!!"
John disappeared down into his boat and after a few curses, tripping over things,
he was silent!
"Better go too, I suppose." Said Lucy. "He'll be fragile come the morning!"
"We'll give you an early afternoon call," Amy laughed.
 "Ok do that, but don't expect a happy man!! Good night all and thankyou for a
wonderful evening!"
The boys, hand in hand, made their way to bed.
Amy, Kat, and I made a job of clearing up the site. A reasonable job done, we
headed down below to the state room.
A glass of port and then to bed.
Amy was out of it. A mixture of sun and alcohol had taken its effect. She dropped
off within seconds on the settee in the stateroom.
Kat and I went to bed. The bed that had been for all three of us but tonight was
just for us.
I was also tired but the sight of Kat slipping out of her clothes kind of woke me up
a little!!!
She slipped into bed beside me and snuggled up close. Her left hand played
gently with my nipple, teasing it with her finger. Tired as I was, I started to
respond.
Relaxing in the pleasure that she was giving me, I moaned out loud and turned
slightly to meet her mouth.
We kissed in the most provocative way. Exploring each others mouths, tongue
meeting tongue, entwining  with a lesbian love in the most fantastic sexual
frenzy, both knowing that the best was yet to come!
I was the first to move. I was so turned on, wet as hell between my legs. I
released my mouth from hers and moved so I could get my lips to her breasts.
Kat gasped as I took her left nipple in my mouth and tongued it gently, feeling it
swell under my touch. I felt her knee spreading my legs and her hand slowly
stroking down my tummy to my crotch. I was already dripping with anticipation of
her touch.
Gently she guided her finger down my slit until the tip of her finger was able to
play with my clitoris. She worked me to a near climax but I wanted to have her
too. I squirmed around until we were in a '69' position and I went for her cunt. I
worked her to a state of near collapse. I could feel her writhing and twitching
under me, her gasping breath getting quicker and quicker and then yes!! Kat
came with such force. She drenched my face and whilst I tried to lap up as much
as I could I was beaten and I let her wet my face, my hair and a deal of the bed
linen!
I think we both collapsed although I was still high.

I was in a dream. Floating in a void. At rest. Peaceful. I felt so quiet and restful,
the world drifting around me.
Then a sharp pain in my bum!
Amy had woken to the sound of our sex and decided to be a part of it!!
I stifled the urge to shout out but relaxed as Amy inched the vibrator into my little
bum hole. (Please remember, at this time I was only nudging 14 years old.), As I
relaxed the dildo entered me to the hilt. Amy being very gentle, had smothered it
with lubricant and the initial pain was because of my surprise at being entered
that way. I leaned into it and as she turned it on, I gasped inwardly. I tried not to
wake the sleeping Katrina but I was 'on the edge' and my body caved in to the
ecstasy I was experiencing. Very gently, Amy worked the vibrator in such a way
that I just wanted more of it. I was laying in such a way as not to be able to touch
myself where I desperately needed to be touched!!
And I was getting hotter and hotter!

I believe that I'd got to the point where I would have passed out with the agony of
not being able to climax but, as if she was telepathic, Amy ran her hand around
my waist and gently, oh, so gently massaged my clit. The result was almost
instantaneous. I came and came and came! I swear had it not been for the
vibrator being where it was I would have crapped myself! I eventually came
down. Absolutely done in, I turned to Amy. "Can't help you tonight. I'm so tired."
My eyes were glazing over and I was about to fall into the abyss of sleep.
I heard Amy in the background fog of my barely conscious mind, "Sleep well, my
love.  We've a lifetime. I love you so much!".
I died until a half past nine in the morning.

I was alone in bed. Not that bothered me as it was nice to come-to without being
mindful of other people about the place.

I eventually got up at around ten and throwing a shift around my self, I went
forward to see what and who was about. A message from Amy. 'Boys have taken
us to the shops in the inflatable. Coffee is on. No sign of life next door! See you
back here ca 11 ish.'

Suited me! I could shower and get dressed in piece and quiet!
And so I did. Once I was dressed, I had a large glug of strong black coffee and
tidied up the boat, checked the batteries, low. Started the engine to make for a
recharge.
All was well. Another coffee and I was back feeling 100% again. I'd needed that
sleep!
There was still no sign of life next door when Amy, Kat and the boys returned.
Armed with bags of shopping, they pilled into the galley. "Heck. You've been
busy! What on earth have you bought?"
"Wine, cider, gin and some mixers, oh, and some food!" Amy looked bashful.
"Well we did pile it away last night and as you were still dead to the world, we
thought that it would be good to do a stock check and replenish."
"Fantastic! Thanks! The boat needs some replenishing of it's own. We need
water big time and diesel would be good but we do have about eight hours
running so we better think about where we move to from here."
I paused. "Do we want to go on or do we go back?"
"I vote on!" said Peter.
"Yeh! On!"
Amy, Kat and Andy were unanimous!

Lucy surfaced first from next door. "He's sort of alive but feeling a touch fragile!"
"No matter. We're in no rush. Would you like some brunch? Can't call it breakfast
now?" Amy went into work mode, the boys following her to help.
A full cooked breakfast was served and eaten by all. John didn't finish all his and
was looking decidedly limp!
Whilst the other did the clearing up, being mindful of the water shortage, I
showed John the engine room.
"My God, it's magnificent! You know how she ticks?"
"If she were to stop without warning, short of blocked injectors, fuel, filters and
that sort of thing, I'd be struggling." I admitted. "I helped Dad with a rebuild and
rewiring of the boat so I know a reasonable amount besides, as a matter of
course, we check everything out as best we can before cruising."
"I'm well impressed, Kate! It's beautiful! A real engine, and in such immaculate
condition! It looks like new!"
"The condition comes with a price I'm afraid! A lot of cleaning up and titivating!"
"Part of the joy of it for me, if I had one! Ah well! I'll stick with the cruiser and it's
modern vosper engines. If they go wrong, well, you call an engineer. Just
perhaps, when I retire." John looked wistful.
"A ways to go yet, I think!" I blurted, "I mean, you're not looking so far forward,
are you?"
"Kate, it can't come fast enough. I'm fifty-three and I'm getting tired of all the
admin and paperwork that is loaded on me. I don't teach anymore, I run a
business and I'm answerable to a board of directors that call themselves
'governors'. At the end of the day, I have my deputy head taking assembly most
days and I'm stuck behind a desk taking all the shit. I have to officiate at speech
day and some sport events and when trouble rears it's ugly head. I'm the captain,
so to speak. Executive captain, with no real first hand contact with the boys who I
have entrusted into my care and that's another point, entrusted into my care but I
never have the time to get to know them!"
There was a bit of a pregnant pause before I answered.
"You got to know, as head master, Andy and Peter? Was that only because the
shit had hit the fan?"
"You know about that?!"
John looked shell shocked.
 "Yes, we all know. You have come to know them now, well, almost as equals.
They saved your boat and you've got drunk with them. Charming company and
good people. How do you rate them now?"
"Oh my God! I thought you guys were...?"
"Lovers? I'm only fourteen years old. You wouldn't condone that, would you? No!
I would not expect you to. No. Nothing is going on between us or Peter and Amy.
Katrina is here to 'baby-sit! All very boring!"
John studied his navel for what seemed like hours and then looked up.
"The boys are gay. That's not a statement but a question Kate. Are they?"
I studied his face. He was tearful and the urge to lie was powerful. I didn't.
"Yes. Yes they are. I'll hang for betraying such a confidence. They love each
other and why can't they be given the respect that they deserve, after all they've
served the school well and for God's sake, don't they deserve a chance?!!"
Jesus. I was angry!
After a pause, John spoke, in a measured tone. "Yes, they do. I'm insulated from
the real world at school. That 'sort of thing' wasn't even talked about when I went
into the teaching system although we probably knew what went on but these
days are different and parents need, and expect reassurance, about their kids
welfare, not just from the teachers but also about the other pupils at the school.
We have a duty to all and we can't just ignore it"
"But also, don't you have a duty to the kids' welfare in a different sense? Their
happiness, piece of mind, contentment and the like? Are you aware of just how
desperately unhappy they've been, especially Peter?"
"I am. I really don't know what I'm to do about it. It's the impossible problem. I
would let the lads dorm together but I've staff who aren't as tolerant as I would be
prepared to be and the matter would get reported back to the school governors
and I would be in hot water again. Now if they could get a bolt hole away from
school because given their age they don't have too many curfews, honour would
be satisfied all round!"
"Perhaps I shouldn't say this but somewhere has been offered to them. A flat
which is furnished but unoccupied. The lady who owns it wants them to act as
unpaid caretakers. They want to but don't want to break trust with you. They
recognise how hard you fought to prevent their expulsion."
"Hmm. This could work to everyone's benefit. Let me give it some thought and
then I'll have a chat with them. Please trust me, I will be diplomatic and mindful of
their feelings. Just for now, don't tell them about this conversation Kate. Please?"
"What conversation? This one about the boat engine?!"
John laughed. "Yes. That one!!"

We messed about with the engine and John started it under my direction. We
went back up for brunch, John grinning from ear to ear! He went up to sit by
Peter. "Some engine Pete!"
"Yes. A beauty. So much attention to keep it in the condition it's in but that's half
the fun."
"Your right. Half the fun." John paused. "And the joy you feel when you think you
have managed to sort out the impossible problem!"
"I'm sorry but I'm not with you? What problem? Is everything not ok down there?"
"Oh yes fine. I was actually thinking of something else. Today is going to be a
great day I think!"

We all said are goodbyes and John and Lucy cast off in the opposite direction to
the way we intended to go but not before John quietly asked me for our 'ship to
shore' details. "Call you tomorrow! Take care. All of you. It's been a revelation!"

We had a chat and decided to avoid the filming thing. Too much time and holiday
was fast running out. I called the producer and explained. "Now that's all right my
dear! We can do it with a mock up but would be privileged it we could take some
stills for our modeller."
We agreed a meet at our next mooring and then set off.
I couldn't remember a better summer. Pure blue skies, hot sun and a busy river!
Now that the boys were conversant with the boat, I could relax on the roof.
Sunning myself in my bikini, glass of wine in hand. Lapping up the wolf whistles
even though I wasn't fancying any of them but just the knowledge that I looked
good was enough. I didn't look like a dyke. None of us did. The boys, very
handsome and not camp. I felt so very safe with them. In a way I was getting to
love them but as a sister loves her brother. We were some team!

We hauled over in the next marina, refuelled and topped up the water. Katrina
and Andrew walked up the two miles into the next village to use the cash point.
Funds were low.
Peter approached me on the pier. "Some chat you had with our head?"
"Hmm, yes it was. Don't worry about it! He is a happy and optimistic man! Just
relax and enjoy your self!"
Peter grinned. "Ok captain! Won't ask again but...."
"Everything is ok. Now if you want to be useful, top my glass up!" I kissed him on
the cheek, making him blush. (Such a nice attribute in a man.) Pete went below
to top up my wine.
Kat and Andrew returned from the village, we paid up for the fuel and headed
back onto the river and onwards to our nights moorings, outside a beautiful half
timbered pub.
A call to Mr Kline and the photo shoot was arranged.
Forty minuets later a fast launch arrived and the 'Pig' was photographed from
stem to stern and with a promise of prints in the post, they were just about to
leave when a scruffy youth of about fourteen came up to me, almost unable to
take his eyes off my scantily clad body and handed me an envelope. "My father,"
he said in a very Texan drawl,"  wanted you to have this. There's a note inside
mam. Damn your pretty!"
I went below and opened it. The note read, "Hi guys! Understand you haven't
much time but don't worry! Hiram promises and Hiram delivers! Accept the
enclosed as a gesture of my gratitude. Have yourselves a humdinger of a
holiday! Just promise me y'all come and see the film!
P.S. 'Mighty Quinn' will be on the credits.
My love. Hiram."
Then the best!

"Fuck! Guys! I can't believe this! Three thousand pounds! Just to have some pics
taken!"

Our cash problem was sorted.

We motored on, the boys taking helm in turns but insisting that I locked through
each time. I can't remember a summer like it. All the time we were on the boat,
the only rain we had was at night time. The days were gloriously warm and
sunny. We eat, drank and made love!
All good things have to come to an end however.
The boys were packed and ready to go. They were back at school two weeks
before us.
A very tearful farewell at the station, all of us, including Kat were blubbing like
idiots!
The boys were on their way to their respective homes but for them, a brighter
prospect thanks to the chance meeting on the river with their headmaster!

Two days later, Amy was to go home as well. Preparation for a long term ahead
had to be done. If you can imagine the farewell scene when the boys left, this
was like Saturday night at the wailing wall!
"Kat? Take care of her until she's safely back in school with me? Promise?"
"I will take great care of her my dear Amy! She is your love and mine too but
really only yours! I will make sure she is delivered back to you safely and with
love in her heart for you!"
As Amy stepped onto the train, tear stained eyes and deathly pale, she hugged
me. "Take care of Kat too. You must! She is going to miss both of us for a very
long time. We will be together in two weeks."
"I, um....,"
"I'm not jealous, just envious! Be good to her! Before I make a silly cow of myself,
I'm going to find my seat."
The swiftest, most sensual kiss on the lips and Amy was swallowed up into the
big 'intercity express'."

We made our way back to the car without exchanging a word.
We stopped of at the supermarket and bought some provisions and a lot of
booze to restock Dads cellar. The conversation was stilted, even during the
shopping.
Once home and the shopping put away, I suggested that we covered the pool
over for the winter. The nights were drawing in and it was better to protect it from
the leaf fall, now rather than later.
Kat agreed and we went about the work almost mechanically. Back indoors and
away from the evening chill, we sat down in front of the fire, now blazing in the
hearth.
I could feel the tension in the room, neither of us relaxing. I went to the kitchen
and pulled a bottle of wine from the fridge. I opened it and with a couple of
glasses, returned to the lounge.
"Amy told me to take care of you, so that's what I'm going to do. Here. Have a
glass of wine and let's just chill out. This summer's been too good to end it on a
sour note, don't you think?"
Katrina hugged me and cried uncontrollably. "It's been too good. She said the
same to me before she left. To take care of you, I mean! I don't know how to
anymore!"
"Tell you what. Why don't we get a taxi and go to the bistro for a meal. Lord
knows, I'm famished and it'll get us out of here into company so as we won't feel
too cloistered and emotional. Let's dress up and go hit the town!"
Katrina sniffed back some tears. "That's a good plan. More of sitting here will kill
me. I need to get some fresh air. I must change first. I feel, well, dirty."
"You look fine but let's really dress up in our sexiest stuff! You shower first and I'll
reserve a table!"
"Not shower together?"
"No. Leave the best 'till last. You go on. Let me know when it's clear! Remember.
Sexy gear. The whole bit!"
Kat beamed! "Ok. I'm on my way! You don't know 'sexy' yet! Just you wait!"

She went and showered. I could hear her padding into the bedroom afterwards.
The rattle of clothes in the wardrobe almost told the story.
I went up and selected the most eye catching outfit I could find. Complete with
stockings, suspenders, thongs, et al!!
Kat and I met up in the dining room, the cab was booked. She looked fantastic!
"Before I rape you, we'd better have a drink!"
"No rape necessary! I'll have a glass of wine if there's some open, if not a gin and
tonic! You look like heaven! Where did you learn to dress like that?!"
"You taught me, silly!" I replied, "You made me believe in my self! This summer
has made me grow up and I'm thankful for it. Get me a glass of the same before I
get too emotional!"
The taxi arrived and the meal was wonderful. Both of us were the attention of
looks, glances and some more! "People look at you, Kate! Men want to have your
body!!"
"They can dream on, Kat! When we go home, there's only one person I want to
have! Can you guess who that is?"
"I can only hope it is me!"
"Go to the top of the class!" Lowering my voice, I whispered, "You and me
tonight. Please! I want you to have me!"
Kat blushed. "Now you're embarrassing me! Perhaps you should try a man to
complete your experience!"
"I'm really not interested. I like Andy and Peter but as friends, equals. Yes I can
look at a bloke and think him very good looking but the thought of going to bed
with one fills me with disgust. I'm just not, well, interested. I know you feel
differently but I don't feel that way."
"I do also like men," Kat looked me straight in the eye, "and before this summer I
would have said that I preferred them to my own kind. Now I'm not so sure. It has
been, what do you say, an eye-opener! You girls are truly very beautiful, more
beautiful than any others I have known but that's not the only reason."
She stopped speaking and abruptly looked at the table.
"What is the other reason, Kat. Tell me please!"
"I've got myself into a situation that I can't find a way out of. I found you so very
special. I was falling in love with you. Then Amy arrived and after a short time I
was muddled up with my feelings for both of you. We were all a perfect
threesome. I am totally overwhelmed with love for you both! The boys are
absolutely so handsome and dishy I could eat them both. I would love to go to
bed with all of you. A fantastic orgy session! It won't happen, I know. That's the
way I feel."
"Never say never. I don't believe it'll happen, not the way I feel but I never
thought that I would be having this conversation with you now six months ago. I
don't know how I'll face my Mum and Dad. To tell them of my sexual preferences
would really upset them and I love them too much. I've some time to think about
that. Tonight I'd like for us to have a night of love! That's what I want now. The
future will bring what it will bring!"
"Please? When we get home, let's not rush things? Let love do it's own work. I
need to be cuddled!"
"Kat, I will cuddle you for ever!"
"And Amy? What of her?"
"She will too!"
"So I hope with all my heart!"
"Oh she will! You can be very sure of that!"
Katrina stood up. "I need the loo. Let's go home! I really need that cuddle!"

I attended to the bill and ordered the taxi, which arrived as Kat reappeared. The
drive home seemed to take a lifetime. Road works, a broken down artic all made
it seem so long. In truth, it probably wasn't but feelings were high!!

I unlocked the house and went to stoke the fire in the lounge, pushing a couple of
logs into it and raking it out, it burst into flames. The warm glow of the fire and the
heat that was suddenly generated was almost intoxicating. I poured myself a gin
and tonic and stretched out on one of the settees by the fire.
The drink and emotion must have taken it's effect because I woke to feel warm
hands gently pulling my clothes off. Like a half asleep child, I let these hands
continue their work. I was aware of my stockings being removed first the right leg
and then the left. Then hot breath around my thongs, my tummy being muzzled
as they were slowly removed. I shifted position to allow this exquisite sensation
to continue. I can remember now, the feeling of being completely naked and
vulnerable. Then the kiss. My legs open, Kat went down on me in such a
delicious way! I surfaced from a never land of half sleep, half consciousness to
see her wonderful body, her beautiful cunt hanging over my face. I was being
lapped into ecstasy and I wanted more than anything else to do the same to her.
I reached out and drew her towards me. My mouth touching her slit. I heard her
moan as her fantastically soaked pussy met my mouth.
I had no trouble entering her with my tongue. She was so wet. The smell was just
so good. I licked and lapped, probed her hole with my tongue and then headed
for her clit.
Kat was so close to her climax, shuddering under my touch but somehow found
the willpower to turn away from my mouth.
With her own mouth planted on my vagina, she moved away and gently inserted
a vibrator into my bum hole. She had coated it with lubricant and I leant into it to
allow it to enter me. God I wanted it! Little bit by little bit, it went in. No pain, just
exquisite pleasure! It was in! All the way to the hilt! The throbbing if the vibrator
took over and with Kats tongue still doing its best on me, I relaxed and waited for
the fast approaching climax!
Suddenly she came away from me and inserted the dildo for two into my hole.
Two at once was more than I could take.
I screamed! "Jesus no! That is too much!"
"Relax more! You can do it! Relax!"
I was scared, but in my woozy state I complied and then...., heaven!
It entered me and with Kat on the other end, rocking back and forth, setting the
vibrator into spasms I felt my climax coming. Slowly at first but with increasing
pace I sucked in my breath and then, "Oh my God!!!!" I came as never before! I
had tensed up so much that both objects in me came out like bullets out of a gun!
I flooded the settee and almost fell on the floor with my spasms.
Katrina lay across me and held me close. I was spent but the touch of her naked
body next to me was fantastic.
"Let us go to bed you beautiful girl! Sleep is what you need."
"And your cuddles, Kat?"
"And my cuddles, Kate!"