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From: wanderinglanes@aol.com (Wandering lanes)
Subject: {ASSM} The Girl With a Bicycle - Part 9 (slow)
Date: Sat, 18 Aug 2001 18:10:03 -0400
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The Girl With a Bicycle - Part 9 (slow)
By Wandering Lanes

"Right Kylie, now you were in Rebecca's house, what happened..." Kylie closed
her eyes, remembering and then started to recite.

"Becky had invited me round her house for a sleepover yesterday - Yes Wednesday
- mommy didn't really want me to go there as she didn't really trust Becky's
brother, Sorry? Oh yes. Darren his name is. Becky had said her parents would be
home, so there should be no problems.

After I got to Becky's, we had tea, then her mother said that they were going
out, but that Darren would be at home to look after us. . . ."

- - - - - - - - -

After the door had closed behind Becky's parents, Darren waited for some
minutes, 

'Don't want them to find they've forgotten something and return to pick it up'
was the thought going through his head, finally enough time had passed, time to
get comfortable he decided.

"Rebecca move your arse, get me a beer from the fridge." Becky shook her head,

"Darren no! Not when Kylie's here, can't you leave it until tomorrow" Darren
snorted.

"Tomorrow! Fuck it! I'm thirsty now, anyway Kylie can have some too.  You never
know she might like it!" and he eyed Kylie hungrily, Becky tried to reason with
him.

"Darren, please, Mum and Dad could get back at anytime," this time Darren
played his trump card.

"Nope, they've gone to the pictures, I got them the tickets, wasn't that good
of me! Now bugger off and get me the beer!" Becky reluctantly went.

"Hey, whatsyourname, Kylie. Com'ere." Kylie shook her head.

"No Darren, I'm happy enough here." Darren went to where Kylie was sitting and
pulled her arm, he dragged her to the settee and made her sit down next to him,

"There you are, and you can see the TV from here, its more comfy as well, we
can get to know each other." Becky returned with the beer, which Darren took
from her hands, then grabbed hold of her and pulled her onto his lap.

"Darren, please no, not with Kylie here." He grabbed hold of her face,

"Listen cunt, you never say no to me, and you'll do whatever I say, when I say
it, now you and your friend is going to be comfy here, understand." She tried
to nod her head, "Good, now sit next to your little friend and be quiet". Becky
sat beside Kylie, tears showing in her eyes.

Darren took a swig from the bottle, the cold beer slid down into his stomach,
feeling good, he looked at Kylie, the dress she was in, the bare legs, white
socks, then at Rebecca, dressed in jeans as normal - it was strange, she'd
started wearing them in the last year, before that she wore dresses and skirts,
he laughed to himself, that had made things so much easier for him.

Yes Rebecca was a lot easier at first, and making sure she got blamed for
thing, broken mirrors, cracked cups, 'the sodding stupid pricks didn't even
question when I said she'd done it, just took my word. Well now its time to
take some more fun'.

"Hey, Rebecca, get me another beer. WELL MOVE IT you stupid little cow, I'm
thirsty, and I'm gonna need more, bring in two bottles this time." The single
beer had just started to warm him up.

"Hey, Kylie, nice dress. It shows off your legs nicely, and you have pretty
legs." Darren's hand started to move onto Kylie's knee, then started to rub it.

"Please Darren, don't touch me there. Mummy says boys shouldn't touch girls on
their legs." Darren left his hand on her leg, and gave it a squeeze.

"Well, don't tell mummy then." Becky then returned with the two bottles, Darren
took them, opened one, and offered it to Kylie, who shook her head, "Oh well,
more for me then!"

By the time Darren was onto his third beer, he had a good buzz going, Kylie
found that his hand was wandering further than she wanted, and every time she
said no, he didn't listen.

"How fah up dosth your legs goesh, as fah as your nic-nics?" he raised her
skirt to show her knickers, Kylie stood up looked at Becky and said,

"I'm tired Becky, can we go to bed now." Becky looked at Kylie, then at Darren,
who was trying to focus his eyes. She shook her head, Kylie emphatically nodded
hers, then moved her hand to show the radio wrapped onto her wrist, Becky
caught on.

Both girls left the room and headed upstairs, 'good' thought Darren, 'let them
get undressed then I'll have fun', and he continued to drink his beer.

When the girls arrived at Becky's room Kylie shut the door,

"Where's the key?" Becky shook her head,

"Mum said I shouldn't lock my door, in case of accidents." Kylie looked at her,


"I suppose that's what Darren suggested," Becky nodded her head, Kylie thought
for a few minutes, she found out that her bedroom door could be locked by the
key from the bathroom, so...

Kylie ran to the bathroom, took the key from out of the door, and ran back to
the bedroom, put the key in the lock, turned it, and the door locked!  She then
moved a chair so that the back was wedged under the door handle, then she and
Becky huddled together.

After half an hour they heard the door handle being turned, then the door being
pushed against, a few moments later there was a knock at the door.

"Come on girlsh, open up, I's just wan to tuck you in." The girls gave no
response.  "OPEN UP REBECCA, YOU COW, Jush you wait until I's gets in, I's
teacha to lock me out!"  Then he started to pound on the door, Kylie moved the
radio to her mouth . . ..

- - - - - - - - -

"...And I called Uncle Mike to help us," she hugged my arm "Which he did." She
beamed up at me." DS Nichols drew in a deep breath, 

"It was lucky you had that radio with you." Kylie shook her head.

"It wasn't luck, Uncle Mike told me never to leave it behind, look if I press
this button," she showed both men the 'find me' button on the radio, "Uncle
Mike can use his to find me, Becky's got one as well, we played hide and seek
with them, they're marvellous" DS Nichols looked at me.

"You gave one of these to Rebecca Smith? Why was that?" I remained calm,

"Kylie and Becky came round to my house on Sunday, they were both bored, since
I'd already given Kylie a radio, so I could keep in contact with her while her
mother was at work, I lent Becky mine, and told the girls to play hide and
seek, the range of these tracker units is 3 - 5 miles.  I never got round to
asking Becky for it back."  The answer seemed to work, as Kylie was asked if
there was anything else she had to say, she shook her head, and then said 'no'
for the tape.

"Interview terminated at 12:45." Was it that late! I checked my watch, yes it
was.

"Detective Sergeant, it is possible that we could have a break for lunch? I
think both girls are hungry by now." Kylie nodded, the two men talked with each
other, I overheard 'sod him, he's already given us the run-around, let him stew
for a bit longer', then Nichols turned to me.

"That should be perfectly okay sir, shall we say 2 o'clock?" I agreed with
that, and we left the interview room, to find Becky sitting on a chair, holding
something wrapped in toilet paper.

I handed the jar to a WPC and asked her to hand it to the FME, as she needed it
urgently, I took both girls by the hand, and we went to find something for
dinner.

When we were out of the station, and on our way to a restaurant, I spoke to
Kylie,

"You know you lied in that room!"  She shook her head.

"No, Uncle Mike, its wrong to lie you know that!" I did, but I had to ask.

"So when you were asked if I tried to touch you on your privates?" She giggled,

"But Uncle Mike, you didn't try - you did touch me!  So I didn't lie to them,
did I?" I had to shake my head, and then I thought.

"But Kylie they meant to ask if I had touched you, they didn't put the question
correctly."

"It a pity they don't know how to ask the right questions isn't it Uncle Mike?"
I gave up.

- - - - - - - - -

We ate at a Burger King, the girls insisted. Becky asked.

"What did you tell them, then Kylie, " I came in with

"I don't think she should tell you that until after they've spoken to you first
Becky." She nodded her head.

"If you say so Mr. Mike, but I thought we should get the story straight." I
shook my head,

"No Becky, you just tell DS Nichols and DC Jones what happened, and in your
words, remember you were in a different position, what you saw wouldn't match
exactly with Kylies, but it would be close enough."

"Okay Mr. Mike, but what did that woman want?"

"The doctor, she was worried about you and needed to examine you again," Becky
shook her head, "You don't trust her if you're alone with her?" Becky now
nodded her head. "What if I was with you?"

"Would you please, Mr. Mike, she wouldn't hurt me if you were there!" I looked
at Becky,

"You know she's going to be looking in some strange places, you may not want me
to be there!" - she shook her head.

"If you're not there then I'm not letting her!" I nodded, at least I'm getting
her some medical attention, now if only the doctor will agree...

- - - - - - - - -

We arrived back at the police station, the FME was standing with DS Nichols and
DC Jones, 

"Mr. Moore, I've been requested to ask you if you would agree to giving me a
urine sample".

"Certainly, I assume that these gentlemen need the result urgently?" She
nodded, "do you two need a witness that it is mine?" DC Jones started to look
angrily at me.

"Are you trying to take the...."

"No but you seem to be." Both the FME and Nichols smiled at that, Nichols spoke
up.

"I'm sorry Mr. Moore, but according to the FME this will give us absolute
proof, one way or another." I looked at the doctor, 

"I take it there was a result with Becky's sample," she nodded her head, 

"Yes, I really need to examine her, or let a hospital examine her, if its what
I think then it's easy to treat, at least in the early stages."

"Okay, I did get her to agree to seeing you again, but she wants me to be
there," she looked up, "can you give me the sample jar?" She handed it to me, I
left the girls and we into the men's room.

Have you ever noticed that it's impossible to pee to order, I tried everything,
running taps, imagining waterfalls, flushing the loos, finally I was able to
leave after filling the jar. I wiped it over with toilet paper, found the
label, signed it and dated it, took it outside and handed it to the doctor.

Taking Becky by the hand we walked to the interview room.

The interview took longer with Becky, the story was basically the same with
minor differences, and then DS Nichols asked,

"Rebecca, why didn't you tell anyone?" Becky replied with eyes blazing 

"'Cause Darren said no-one would listen, everyone knew I was a liar, Darren saw
to that, he'd break things at home and I'd get the blame, he even got the
school believing him, it was only because of Mr. Mike here that I agreed to
invite Kylie over, Kylie convinced me that Mr. Mike would help." DC Jones asked
me.

"Why didn't you inform Social Services about this, they would have helped." I
replied, 

"I gave my word to Becky that I wouldn't tell, I knew that at some stage Darren
would go too far, and hoped I'd be able to help her then, but when Kylie
radioed what was happening, I asked if Becky wanted extra help, which she did.
At that point I contacted the police, and you know the rest."

"Yes, but you could have told somebody!"

"True, I could have lied to Becky, told people, that way Becky would lose all
trust in me and others, I couldn't allow that to happen, could you?"

"Well yes, the child comes first!" I gave a half smile,

"Quite, and look what happen today, two children assaulted, and you still
believe me to be a rapist!" DS Nichols shook his head, 

"No, Mr. Moore, from the way both Rebecca and Kylie have been with you, I no
longer think that" I looked at DC Jones, who wouldn't meet my eyes.

There was a knock on the door, it was the FME, again her presence was commented
on the tape.

"I have the results of Mr. Moore's sample here, they're negative." I said,

"But, I've only known Becky since Saturday, surely there'd be no reaction in
that time?" was I playing devils advocate here?

"There would have been some signs, but if the DS here requires it I could
examine you?" was that a smile on her lips? Yes a brief smile had appeared.  DS
Nichols said,

"There's no need for that, although we may need you to examine a person we have
for questioning later."  Good luck Darren, I thought.

"If you are through questioning Becky - can I call you Becky? Please?" Becky
grudgingly nodded, "I need to examine her," DS Nichols agreed that all the
statements were over and thanked us both. He did add,

"Due to the nature of the assaults, we have to pass the details onto Social
Services, so you may have to talk to them later." He started to appear
apologetic, he almost started to seem human. 

- - - - - - - - -

We walked to the FME's office, entered and closed the door, she turned on a
light to show that she didn't want to be disturbed, I sat down on a chair away
from the desk, leaving the two together.

"Becky, I can't apologise enough for what I had to do to you," she took a deep
breath, "So I'm going to have to act as if you've forgiven me.  Becky do you
know what Chlamydial is?" Becky shook her head.

"It's a type of disease that is passed through the sexual act, and it's
starting to get prevalent in the country. I think you may have contracted it,
tell me do you have a problem passing water?"  Becky just looked at me, 

"Becky, the doctor wants to know if you have any pain when peeing?" this she
understood.

"Yes, it feels as if it's burning me." The doctor nodded, 

"That's one of the signs, Becky I'd need to check you, and will you trust me?"
Becky shook her head, "I understand Becky, would it help if Mr. Moore held you
hand?" Becky looked around,

"She means me Becky, I'm Mr. Moore."  Becky replied

"No, you're Mr. Mike, I don't know a Mr. Moore." The doctor laughed,

"Okay, how about if Mr. Mike, held you hand?"  Becky gave a definite nod of her
head, I moved forward and held her.  The doctor looked around searching for
something.

"Oh I should have a gown somewhere, no, I used the last one, I'm sorry Becky, I
can't examine you here, you're have to go to the hospital instead."  Becky
looked puzzled, 

"Why do you need a gown, you didn't use one the last time," the doctor looked
embarrassed,

"Well, Becky, the last time there were only women present, but now Mr. Moore is
here, is wouldn't be right to undress you in front of him." The doctor looked
up at me, "I'm sure you understand it wouldn't be right" I started to nod, but
Becky looked first at the doctor then at me, then she started to remove her
jeans, saying.

"I trust Mr. Mike, he would never hurt me, no matter what I'd do." I said,

"No Becky, the doctor's right, I'm a stranger to you, you don't know me, and so
you should wait for a hospital to examine you." Becky was pulling her jeans
down over her legs,

"Look if I wait for the hospital then it might be too late, I'm here and ready
so lets get on with it!" and at that her knickers were being pulled off, I
looked away, but re-grabbed her hand, as the doctor put on the examining gloves
and adjusted her mirror.

"As you want Becky, now I've just got to pull these lips apart," Becky laughed
at that,

"Lips! How daft," I shook her hand,

"The doctor is trying to calm you down, she's telling you what she's doing as
she does it, okay?" she nodded her head.

"Yes Mr. Mike." The doctor raised her head, 

"Becky, I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to go to the hospital, they
have the proper equipment there, I need your legs raised and open, I don't have
the right stuff here." Becky looked into my eyes,

"Mr. Mike could hold them for you," the doctor was confused,

"Well.. er.. its very irregular, I mean I don't think that..." Becky raised her
legs,

"Mr. Mike please hold my legs." I looked at the doctor who shrugged her
shoulders, and then nodded, I held Becky's legs under the knee, then pulled
them apart, watching the doctor until she signalled stop.

"Oh, that feels odd, " said Becky, "but it doesn't hurt." The doctor started to
spread Becky's labia apart, then picked up a swab,

"Yes, there's something here, Becky have you noticed any problems down here
before?" Becky shook her head then said, 

"No, but in the past few days it's been feeling strange." The doctor nodded,
then picked up Becky's knickers and examined the crotch.

"Uhmm.  Yes, Becky I need you to take a series of tablets, only for 7 days,"
The doctor signalled me to release Becky's legs, which I did. "I'm afraid you
will need to see me in two weeks time, or your own doctor - I'll have to make a
report about this though."  Becky burst into tears, the doctor held her and
continued, "Becky don't worry, this is easy to clear up, and remember IT WASN'T
YOUR FAULT, you were forced into this, you're not responsible for this being
done to you!" and she continued to rock the child until the tears stopped.

Once Becky was calm, she dressed and waited with me while the doctor wrote out
a prescription, she started to explain,

"Becky, this is for a drug called doxycycline, its designed to fight
Chlamydial, there is another drug available, but I don't want to overload your
system at your age." Becky looked at her,

"But how can I get the tablets? My mum and dad wouldn't get them." I patted her
shoulder, 

"Don't worry Becky, I can get them for you," I said to the doctor, "If you can
make it out to me I'll have less trouble than Becky would." The doctor smiled
and nodded,

"You do know that the pharmacist is going to think it's your problem," I nodded
and said,

"As long as they don't tell others, I should be pretty safe."  The doctor
laughed and handed me the prescription.

"Well your secret is safe with me - Now Becky here is my address and phone
number, if you need to see me please phone first, as you can see I spend quite
a lot of time here, but I will need to see you in 2 weeks time, to make sure
everything is fine, and I will see you whenever you need." She went to the door
and opened it, "And Becky I do mean anytime, if you need Mr. Moore to be with
you then bring him."

We thanked the doctor and joined Kylie who was still waiting, she jumped up and
took my hand, as we walked out we heard.

"REBECCA! What lies have you been telling them, 'ere mate you can't trust her
word, everyone knows she lies..." Kylie turned round and said.

"You're a bad man Darren, and they know it!" with that we left the station,
with Darren's voice shouting in the background.

- - - - - - - - -

We were walking back when Kylie and I heard,

"Mike, am I using this right?  Mike are you there?" It was Sharon, I move my
wrist and spoke into the mike.

"Hello Sharon, we're just on our way home, what's wrong?"

"Nothing really Mike, I've just had Becky's father on the phone, they want to
know if Becky could stay with me for a few days? It seems some people want
Becky's door repaired before she can go back." At this Becky was looking at me,

"Do you have the room for Becky as well as Kylie?" now Kylie was looking at me,

"Not really, I was wondering . . .?  Would you mind putting up with 3 women for
a couple of nights?" Hold on, what did she say. . .

"Sharon, I don't think I heard you correctly, can you repeat it?" there was a
giggle over the airwaves,

"You heard me correctly, can I come and stay with you for a couple of nights, I
can't fit Becky here, there's not enough room for two girls, and you have
plenty of room, if you scrunch up that is!"

"Okay, you've convinced me, did I give you a spare key?"

"No, so you'll have to let me know when you get home."

"Alright, but I've got a few things to do in town first, so I may be longer
than you think."

"Thanks Mike, bye." Kylie looked at me,

"What's there to do Uncle Mike?"

"Well, first I have to get some keys cut, then I've got to go to a pharmacy,
after that we can go home, okay?" she nodded then questioned

"Why the chemist's? Are you sick."  Becky stopped my answer by saying,

"No, I'm sick - Mr. Mike is getting me some tablets." Kylie looked at her
friend

"You look okay, why're you sick?"

"It's Darren's fault, he's given me something, and its making me hurt at
times." I hugged Becky, then said to Kylie,

"When I get the tablets, don't tell them who they're for. Let them think it's
for me, okay."

"But why's that Uncle?"

"Because if they think it for me there be no questions, if we tell them its for
Becky, they'll start to ask awkward questions, something we want to avoid."

We approached a local branch of Boots, walked through the perfumery, and onto
the dispensary and handed in the prescription, we were told '10 minutes', so we
went to find a locksmiths shop.

I got three extra keys cut, and gave one each to Kylie and Becky,

"Now if you need to get into my house and I'm not there, you can still get in."
from their faces you'd thought I'd given them the keys to the crown jewels, we
returned to Boots.

The Pharmacist was waiting for me when we arrived, 

"Mr. Moore, we were able to fill this prescription, but you do realise that you
have to complete the course, otherwise their actions will not be effective!" I
nodded, "Good, you also know that you'll need another examination after two
weeks."

"Yes, the doctor did explain that," the pharmacist nodded his head,

"Good, I would advise you to be more careful in future!"

"I certainly will! Thank you", we left the shop, and the two girls laughed,
Becky said.

"Yes, you'd better be more careful in future Mr. Mike!" and Kylie said,

"Oh Uncle Mike, how could you?"

We made another stop, again at a chemist, this time for sanitary towels, I
thought Becky could use them.

The trip home was uneventful, after I put the car away - yes Kylie was getting
use to travelling by car again - and went to my house.  We spent a few minutes
while both girls used their keys in my front door, almost wearing out the lock.
 We finally managed to get in, and I phoned Sharon.

Ten minutes later Sharon turned up with two suitcases, one containing clothes
for herself and Kylie, the other was for Becky from her parents, the girls took
the cases upto 'their' room.

After a few minutes Becky's laughter could be heard, we walked upstairs.

"Look at this Mr. Mike, they know I don't wear dresses, so what do they send -
three of them." I looked at the dresses, I couldn't see anything wrong with
them.

"Why don't you try them?" she gave me a scornful look.

"I don't wear dresses, it makes it easy for Darren to. . . ." I was beside her
in an instant.

"But Darren isn't here, he can't hurt you here. Can he." She shook her head
then looked at me,

"You won't let Darren hurt me will you Mr. Mike?" I looked into her eyes

"Becky, if Darren even tries I'll kill him!" and inside I knew that it was
true.


- 30
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The normal disclaimers apply to this story - it is fiction, and all characters
are fictitious. 

BUT the disease Chlamydial IS real and IS fast spreading not only in England,
but also in the United States, the drug mention is one of four that can be
used, the disease does NOT respond to Penicillin - further details are
available over the web at http://www.niaid.nih.gov/publications/ - remember
never take chances with STD's 


Again I must thank all those who have taken their time to write to me, I do try
to answer emails sent,  you can contact me at  wanderinglanes@aol.com

Wandering Lanes

 16th August 2001

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