Home and Away
Yuri dropped me off a few door down from Home and when I went in, Mum and Dad were in the living room. Dad was reading the Sunday papers and just glanced at me: “Hello stranger,” he said and Mum looked sharply at him. “Hi Ter,” she said, how's Laura>” It was as if I'd only been away for one night instead of a week.
     “She's fine, thanks,” I mumbled. “They want me to go with them to visit her Granny next weekend,” I think I half hoped they would say 'No,' but Dad didn't even look up and Mum just said, “That's nice.” and carried on with the ironing. They really hadn't missed me at all, and I wished I could just run out and find that Yuri was still there. I was happier with Ronnie than back here. This didn't feel like Home to me at all.
     “I went upstairs to me room and took out my mobile phones. As well as the ones I had for Graham – Dr Montgomery – and George Gill, I also had a new one from Ronnie. I sent him a text message: “Home, wish I was still with you oxo” and sent it. The reply came almost immediately, he must have been waiting to hear from me: “missing you already, I think Jimmy will manage to the Party on Friday Night! Wear something sexy – anything looks sexy on you :-) xmwahx”
 
     The week passed so slowly, I felt like screaming a lot of the time. I was behind with my School work, of course, and I tried really hard to concentrate, but it was difficult, with the thought of meeting Jimmy on Friday beimng the only thing that pulled me through the long days and nights. It was only when I got to sleep that time speeded up and I woke each morning more tired than I'd been the night before. Although sex with Ronnie went on late into the nights, I always felt bright and bushy-tailed in the morning, except for the ones where he'd fucked me into the morning and then I slept till the afternoon. But every day had been fun and I'd been much happier than I was now – living with a family that didn't care about me and a sister who didn't even see me at all. Stacey was shedding he puppy-fat and starting to look pretty for the first time, as far as I could remember, I wondered if I should tell her about my new Friends. I felt that they would like her almost as much as they liked me. But then I thought, 'No, she's a couple of years younger, they'll prefer her to me.' So I didn't tell her anything about it.
     The only good thing about School was that Laura and I were in the same classes for almost everything, so we were able to cheer each other up with memories of last weekend. Her parents hadn't turmed a hair when she told them she wanted to stay with me again this coming weekend. We were providing cover for each other and none of our parents suspected a thing. I thought that if I ever have daughters I would want to know exactly where they were and who with. It was true what Ronnie said, “most parents are glad to have shot of their kids – to school or staying with friends when they're not a school. Who wants to have their kifs lying around the house getting in the way? Show me a Father who wants his Daughter at home and I'll prove Incest!”
     So when Friday afternoon came and Yuri met Laura and me outside the School, some of our friends got an eye-full of him. He looked really fit in his jeans and leather jacket and I'm sure we could have taken a few of them along. Laura and I talked about this on the way and Yuri, who was listening while he drove said that if we wanted to bring three more next week, he was sure that Ronnie wouldn't mind. And when Ronnie heard, he said “The more the merrier, just let me know how many and their names and I'll get some rooms ready for them.”
     He said that this was going to be a kind of 'Dress Rehearsal' for The Gents opening tomorrow and his plans had changed a bit. Jimmy wouldn't be here tonight, but would probably make it for tomorrow afternoon, before the main guests arrived. “We've gopt some Big Knobs coming,” and again I didn't know if he was punning or just didn't see the double-entendres he was always coming up with (and that's me doing it too).
 
     Graham and George had both been invited and had accepted and there were also a few Top People from The City: The Manager of one of the big Football Clubs, a Leading Lawyer and maybe a Judge and possibly a fast-rising Detective Inspector from the Vice Squad. Ronnie said it always paid to give favours to people who could smooth away any problems before they become troubles for you. And if you knew enough about these people, you had them by the balls and they would always be in yout pocket – he had lots of colourful expressions like that and I knew they weren't just metaphors – he meant most of them quite literally.
     When the Lawyer came in , I recognised him from Shangri La, though I wasn't sure if he recognised me, His name was Marting Elginbrod and he'd brought his son – with the same name – to treat him to a twenty-first birthday present. And how Ronnie had set things up for this night was, me and Laura and some other of Ronnie's girls, together with Vikki and another three or four of Boris's girls, were all waiting in the large Dining Room, which had been turned into a School Classroom,
 
with desks arranged in rows facing a Teacher's Desk and Blackboard – each pair of desks had two chairs and one of the girls sat at each pair and the Punters could sit where they liked. They could drink or dance with the girls and if they wanted some privacy, each door out of the class room lead to a mirrored bedroom, really more of a cubicle, where they could do what they wanted until they were ready to come back and choose someone else. Or they could stay with the one girl as long as they liked, all night if that suited them. One Guest was the Teacher, drawn by lot and he was given a Teacher's Pet, who would do absolutely anything the Teacher ordered – in private or in public. The Pet's place was under the desk, between the Teacher's legs but the desk had no modesty panel, so all would be able to see what she did there. I was appointed as the first Pet so when the Punters began to arrive, I was already sitting under the desk, facing them all. I wondered who would be Teacher for this first night; someone I knew or a complete stranger.  
 
     Everyone was excited as the lottery took place, and it was the younger Martin Elginbrod who won me and was given a pair of handcuffs and the key, as well as a Tawse, which he hung over his shoulder as Teachers did in those days. I wondered how long he would keep me under the desk and when he would take me to the Teacher's Study, through the door behind the Desk. I knew what it held, but everything was knew to the Punters and none of them knew the different specials to be found in the private rooms – that was to be their Surprise!