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Credits and License

Codes: MF, exhib, creampie

Copyright (c) John D 2012

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Preface

This story is the thirteenth instalment of the "Growing Pains" universe:
Andy goes to church to see Zoe, Abi is loud during their sex and Rhea finds
herself up against someone she has hated for two years, but all is not as
it seems.

"New Pleasures" is set from June to October 1998.

The "Growing Pains" universe is a set of stories that centres around the
life of Andy Williams and all those who got to know him as he grows up.
While everything may not be totally clear, it will be the time the Universe
is all released. For a fuller explanation please see my website under
"Site and Story Credits."

All stories should work well on their own but I believe there is more to be
gained from the unfolding characters and plot lines to read it them order.


I shall try and keep to a regular posting schedule and will upload all
stories to StoriesOnline.net, asstr-mirror.org, Feedbooks and my website.
Completed stories will also be uploaded to Amazon Kindle, Smashwords and
FirstyFish, where their internal policies permit but some instalments may
be absent where the content is not compliant with their rules.

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Kind regards, John D


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Chapter VIII

"Church," I replied seriously.

Rhea laughed. "No where are you going?" she asked persistently, not hiding
any of her teenage body.

"Church."

"No, you're not. The last time you were in church was my Christening and
you pissed all over one of the gravestones. Mum and Dad were very
embarrassed, they keep reminding you."

I smiled. "Given that I was two you can't really blame me. I am off to
Church."

"You're not. Who are you going to see. Is it Abi? Or Sarah? Or ..."

"God?" I suggested with raised eyebrows.

"Andy ... tell me. I bet it's ..."

I cut her off. "Why don't you get dressed and I'll take you" I said with a
glint in my eye that went unnoticed.

"You're not going to Church Andy. You going to see one of your birds," she
said, her eyes gleaming.

"Abi is asleep as she was working and Sarah is grounded. I am going to
Church, but as you don't believe me, come along. I will take you if you
want," I promised her. "Just get dressed smartly. But be quick. I got to
leave in five minutes."

Rhea stopped and pondered this for a moment and then raced upstairs. I
scrawled Mum a note and left it by the kettle before Rhea emerged in jeans
and T-Shirt.

Rhea was insistent we were not going to Church and that this was a secret
rendezvous with Sarah or Abi or even an unknown girlfriend. I smirked at
her creativity but led her across Aylesbury, past our old primary school to
the Church of St Barnabas. "Why so glum?" I asked her when she peered up
at the place of worship.

"It's a Church," she moaned. "You've actually brought me to Church."

"I think you'll find," I said smirking at her, "that this is exactly where
I said we were going"

"But Andy. It's a Church."

"Yeah, I know."

"Why?" she asked.

"Well you can repent for all your sins. And that'll keep you busy for the
rest of the year!"

Rhea threw a moue at me but followed me inside the building to the sounds
of organ music and I took two hymn books from the lady distributing them.
Rhea snatched one of the books from me with all the ill grace she could
muster and we sat at the back.

"Why are we at Church?" Rhea asked as we seated. I scanned the church hall
for Zoe and saw her at the front but she did not see me and the service
began with that question unanswered. I didn't actually know.

There were many reasons I could give: I was certainly still missing the
close confidante I had in Paula, and with Ray seemingly distracted with
Donna, there was only one other person I trusted who could fill that void,
and that was Zoe. Of course, with Zoe being close to Sarah, it certainly
helped matters: I needed a friend who both Sarah and I liked, especially
what with the problems with Donna. Mostly though, Zoe and I had always been
good friends in school and I just wanted to see her. What with the breakup
of Ray and Rosie I had somewhat neglected her and wanted to make some sort
of amends.

Rhea was clearly bored and spent most of the service kicking the hassocks
hanging on the back of the pew in front of us. When it came to the hymns
she adopted an unsuitable game of trying to sing it in an unusual voice
that drew a few disapproving glances from the elderly woman directly in
front. She even managed to sneak some inappropriate words into her recital
of some of the hymns but no-one apart from me noticed and a jab in the ribs
stopped her. I didn't fancy being thrown out of church in the same way I
was thrown out of the White Lion. I was sure Rhea was destined to Hell,
only I wasn't completely sure if that was as a torment for her, or a
further punishment for Satan!

At the end of the service, Rhea wanted to leave immediately but I told her
to mingle with the congregation for awhile outside and this irritated her
further. She was only placated when I promised that I would take her to a
caf, for lunch.

I waved at Zoe when I saw her and she came over. Rhea made a snide comment
when she saw my friend but I ignored her. "I thought you didn't come to
Church," Zoe said the moment greetings and introductions had been
completed.

"He doesn't. He is here on the prowl," Rhea added before I could speak. I
shrugged.

"I don't normally but you told me to come once to try it. Remember?"

"And you brought along your sister," Zoe replied, beaming.

"Yeah, she wanted to come."

"I did not!" Rhea replied indignantly. "You tricked me."

Zoe and I laughed. "I did not trick you. I told you I was coming to church
and I came to the church. You wanted to come with me as you thought I was
going to meet a young lady."

Rhea grinned. "And you did. You've come to meet her. Have you two come to
confess for something naughty you did?"

I gave Zoe an apologetic look and she smiled. "It's OK. I remember your
sister," she told me. "Everyone does."

Rhea pouted at me and tugged on my sleeves. "Right. Now you've met her can
we get something to eat now, I'm hungry."

I looked at Zoe. "You fancy something to eat? Remember, caf,? You
promised!" I teased.

Zoe shifted awkwardly. "I'll go ask Mum. She is doing Sunday school in a
minute so I should be able to go."

Rhea's eyes bored into me the moment Zoe had left. "I knew there was a girl
involved. You are a dirty, filthy rodent Andy Williams. Ever since Paula's
left it's been one after the other. I'm surprised you don't just get a
bloody conveyor belt to bring 'em up to your room."

I sighed. "Will you ..."

"You could have them strapped down, legs parted, all ready for you by the
time they get up there."

"It's Zoe. She is Sarah's friend and my old schoolmate from Grove House.
Met her for the first time in weeks on Friday. She is deeply devout,
conservative and would deeply disapprove of Abi and the club so keep quiet.
I used to see her loads but not so much recently," I told Rhea, answering
all of her questions at once. "And she is not interested in me, and I am
not in her."

"Oh good. Can we go bowling and get something to eat in there" she asked.

"You're grounded," I reminded her.

"Yeah, but if I am not occupied, I might say something ... regrettable. By
accident, of course. Abi might just slip out." Rhea replied and I groaned.
"But if we go bowling ..."

"Why do you have to make my life so difficult?" I asked Rhea with a scowl
and she smiled leaning into me.

"Because I am your little sister. It's my job."

Zoe returned a few moments later with a tall wiry boy with brown hair and
deep blue eyes, wearing a blue checked shirt and lightweight white
trousers. He scowled when he saw me, standing next my little sister and I
wondered what I had done.

"Mum said yes, but my brother has to come too. You remember Simon, don't
you?"

I nodded and went to introduce Rhea but he spoke. "Rhea Williams?" he
replied sharply.

"Oh you two know each other?" I asked and Simon nodded.

"I wanna go back with Mum. I am not spending an hour in her company," he
said firmly and Zoe scowled at him. "She's evil."

"Whoa," I told him and looked at Rhea. "She's not that bad."

"Well Mum said you are to come so you are coming," Zoe told him sharply and
he puffed. "She wants to do Sunday School in peace. You'd football in the
hall last time and ..."

"You know I hate her, you know what I think of her. Why do I have to come
along? Just so you can spend time with your boyfriend I have to put up with
her? I'm not doing it Zoe."

Zoe wagged a finger at her brother and spoke firmly. "She used to be your
friend, remember?" I tried to place him - I certainly knew Simon but he had
grown up quite a bit since I had last seen him - but had no idea what my
sister had done to upset him so much.

"Well I don't really want to be with you either," Rhea spat back and after
much disagreement and scowling, Zoe and I walked out of the Church grounds
with two frowning siblings behind us.

"I'm surprised he recognised you with your clothes on," I teased Rhea after
two minutes of her sulking and Zoe looked at me in surprise. "Rhea is
going naked at home to protest at parental discipline being enforced," I
said, choosing my words carefully.

"Rhea having discipline? First time for everything." Simon muttered and Zoe
and I looked back at the angry teenagers deliberately walking as far apart
from each other as they could.

"Shut up," Rhea snapped. "Or I'll give you something to fuckin' whine
about." Rhea rolled her hands into fist and held it out threateningly.

Zoe and I talked quite happily about Rhea's protest and then our exams on
the way into town, but neither Rhea or Simon spoke a word to each other
than Rhea demanding an apology for a previous incident between them. When
this was not forthcoming, she kicked a stone that hit Simon on the shin,
although she claimed that it was accidental. I could tell from her
expression that I shouldn't believe her.

Zoe was happy to go the caf, in the bowling alley and then play a game, and
as the bowling alley was situated not far from the Church so we didn't
have too far to walk.

"Before we go in, what is with you two?" I asked Simon and Rhea, and Simon
shrugged.

"Ask her" Simon replied quickly and I looked at Rhea.

"You know when I got suspended from Grove House ..."

"You mean, when you ran amok with items from that joke shop we found on
holiday?"

Rhea smirked. "Well that little cunt grassed me up."

Simon shrugged. "I got asked who did it. They guessed it was you anyway.
And there was no need to try and drown me."

"It was an accident," Rhea answered loftily with rolled eyes. "I told you
before it was an accident. I just tripped and accidentally pushed you."

"You had me in a head-lock before throwing me in to the pond," exclaimed
Simon. "And then held my head under the water." Zoe and I looked at each
other apologetically.

"Is this really worth fighting over?" I asked Rhea and she nodded.

"I want an apology from him." Simon spluttered and I laughed.

"The moment you apologise to me for trying to kill me," he told her and
Rhea screwed up her face.

"Rhea, please. Don't spoil a nice afternoon with pettiness. Let's go have
something to eat and let bygones be bygones," I begged of Rhea but she
shook her head.

"Not until he says sorry. I will be civil and forget the incident when he
says sorry."

I groaned in desperation and admitting defeat we went inside. The caf,
inside the bowling alley did decent hot food at a reasonable price and we
sat down to order. Rhea and I ordered burgers while Simon got a hot dog and
Zoe ordered a salad.

"Rhea, what exactly did you do to get suspended?" Zoe asked and Rhea went
from kicking her chair to smirking with nostalgic memories.

"Oh, this was a Rhea classic," I told Zoe and Rhea slapped me on the arm.

"My story," she warned gleefully with an outstretched finger. "When we were
on holiday we went to Filey, and we found a joke shop. I bought a few
items that I used one day in my last week of school. First off, was the dog
poo aerosol. It comes out and looks like proper dog shit so I put a few of
those 'round the school before morning break and the teachers and dinner
ladies were looking for a stray dog all day. I even excused myself to go to
the toilet and put a nice turd in the teachers staff room."

Zoe laughed and even Simon smirked.

"I also put the Krap-Alot sugar in the sugar bowl but I am not sure if
anyone used it." She hummed and smiled in reminiscence. "Then I swapped Mr
Samuel's pen for an electric shock pen, you know, the dirty fucker from
Year 6. God, I hated him and we all heard his screams during afternoon
register." She smiled at this and Zoe looked at me with a shocked
expression on her face. "Then there was Annie's chewing gum to turn her
mouth blue. I threw stink-bombs into the playground at afternoon break."

"Weren't you seen?" Zoe asked and Rhea shook her head.

"I didn't want to get caught. I chucked 'em from the other side of the
school, over the school building and down into the playground. By the time
they had run 'round to see who did it I was back through the fire door I
had propped open and was hiding in the girls' bogs"

Zoe giggled.

"Finally, I got some smoke-bombs and threw them into the boys' toilets only
I was seen doing it." Rhea stared at Simon who looked sheepish for a
moment. "And was grassed up by a filthy, stinking, nasty tell-tale"

"Yeah, but ... Rhea ... you must have expected to have been caught?" I 
told her
and she shook her head.

"Everything was planned to the letter. I wanted the end of the school year
to go with a bang."

"It did go with a bang. Mum exploded," I replied and Zoe sniggered.

"Yeah. But I would have got away with it, if I hadn't have been grassed
up."

"It was still two years ago. Don't you think it's time to let it go?" I
asked and Simon nodded.

"No. I got suspended. Mum still brings it up now whenever I am in trouble.
I should have had Tuesday and Wednesday to enjoy myself but was suspended
for Tuesday and Mum took all my joke stuff away and I was grounded for the
entire of the Summer Holidays." Rhea looked defiant, but her mood had
certainly lightened now that she got to be the centre of attention. She
continued recalling her transgressions at primary school, some which I had
not heard before until our food arrived. The burger was nice, but I gave
Zoe some of my chips as her salad did not come with any and Rhea shot me a
mischievous look.

By the time we had finished, and I had paid for the food, we wandered over
to the bowling alley to set up a game. Zoe tried to give me some money, but
I was feeling unusually generous and told her not to. She half-relented
and bought us all a lemonade to drink while we were bowling.

Rhea hit a strike on her first ball that arced perfectly down the lane to
smash into the ten pins and smirked at us, stroking back her long brown
hair that had become displaced as she threw her ball.

"She used to be on the Bowling team, until she got thrown off of it for
cheating," I explained to Zoe and Simon as she sauntered back to the row of
seats.

"That wasn't my fault!" Rhea claimed as she sat down on the spare chair
next to Simon.

"Rhea, you and I both know that's an outright lie."

Rhea smirked a little. "Yeah but, that Bruce was a smarmy, patronising
bastard. He deserved it for the things he said about me."

I turned to Zoe, smiling. "She sprayed baby oil or olive oil or something
at the head of the alley of the opposing team. This guy turns to bowl,
loses his footing and cascades down the runway"

Zoe laughed as I gestured with my hands.

"He deserved it. And I heard his fingers apparently healed quite nicely
after a couple of months or so," Rhea added.

I felt a little guilty when I got a spare and Zoe managed only four. Simon
managed even less, hitting the gutter both times.

"Have you bowled before?" I asked Zoe and she nodded. "But it was awhile
ago. Quite awhile ago."

"Mum doesn't like it so we don't go as a family," Simon added.
"Occasionally as friends but we prefer the cinema."

"I'll show you. On your next go," I promised Zoe as Rhea hit another
strike. I managed nine and then stood behind Zoe and did exactly what I did
with Sarah, guiding her arm and positioning her body. She bowled eight and
then one.

"Go on, show Simon," I told Rhea who shook her head.

"Not until he apologises," she said resolutely. "He owes me an apology."

"I'm not saying sorry. Not after she tried to drown me." Simon replied and
I buried my hands.

"Rhea. It's two years ago. Come on," but Rhea shook her head and Simon
bowled a measly two.

I shot Rhea a dirty look and she shrugged her shoulders before hitting six
pins, which Zoe and I both followed up with strikes.

Simon's ball hit the gutter and he, dejectedly, walked to the Ball Return
for his second ball.

"OK, Rhea, I'm sorry I grassed you up," he grumbled and Rhea looked up.

"I suppose I better show you then," she replied and jumped down from her
seat.

"Shouldn't you say something too, Rhea?" I asked and she shook her head. I
glared at her for a moment and then she muttered something to Simon. She
repeated what I had done with Zoe. I noticed that she was a little
touchy-feely, happy to guide him repeatedly with her hands.

She watched him bowl eight and returned his smile.

Thereafter, Rhea became a lot happier and lot more enjoyable to be with.
She won at the bowling by an absolute canter, which helped her mood and she
conversed a lot more with Simon. They had elected to do similar subjects
at GCSE and there was a strong likelihood they would be in the same
classes, for some of those subjects at least, when they returned to school
in September. As we walked back, Simon and Rhea were a few paces behind
talking about some Maths project due in that week, at the end of term, and
that neither of them had completed while Zoe and I made idle chit-chat.

It wasn't sexually-charged or flirtatious like my chats with Sarah, but Zoe
was good company and it made a change having some sort of female
companionship that didn't lead to sex of some kind. I enjoyed the sex, and
I wanted it. But I also wanted female friends who I could be with where
there wasn't that complication or tension.

We reached the Church and we parted. There wasn't the hug, kiss, or awkward
goodbye just a standard parting of two friends, like Ray and I would do.
Rhea and Simon, on the other hand, did hug and Rhea was still smiling when
she got home.

Mum however, was not.

"I've just had Sarah's mum on the phone," she said the moment I got through
the door. "What were you doing on Friday night?"

I scrunched up my face in surprise. "We had a meal ... ummm ... six of 
us. Then
Zoe said she needed to be home by ten, so we left at eight thirty, got
something to eat from the kebab-house. I walked her home and you saw me."

"No Andy, I was working," she said dismissively.

"The bloke who had a heart-attack. I was there when the ambulance arrived."
Mum thought back for a moment and then nodded.

"Yeah sorry, that was Friday. That was what, ten fifteen?"

"Given that Sarah lives twenty minutes from the station and Zoe lives near
our old school, eight fifteen - eight thirty would be about right?"

"Did you drink any alcohol?"

"No" I replied quickly and then thought. "Actually, Sarah put a dash of
Baileys in everyone's coffee"

Mum looked exasperated. "Did you touch the vodka, whiskey or wine?"

I shook my head. "No."

Mum stared at me. "Truthfully?"

"No. I didn't have any," I said quite resolutely and waved my hands in an
animated fashion. "Sarah's mum wasn't there anyway so why is she saying
that I did? When Zoe and I left we were sober. Why don't you ask her if you
don't believe me."

Mum wiped her face and looked at me exasperated. "I do believe you, just
Sarah's Mum came back today, to find four drunken teenagers in her house,
all of her alcohol drunk and the place an absolute tip so she wants to know
what went on, and your name got mentioned."

"Well I haven't been there all weekend. I was here and then I've been to
church today," I replied a little annoyed.

Rhea, who had been silent the entire time spoke. "That is true. We have
been to church. The smarmy basket tricked me."

Mum looked at me inquisitively for a moment and turned to look at Rhea who
had just finished undressing. "Are you still doing that?"

"Of course. I fight for my principles," she said resolutely and she then
turned back to me as Rhea ran upstairs, her clothes in her hands, and
sighed.

"It's this Sarah again," she said strongly. "I said she was trouble. You
stay away from her."

My heart sank. There was no way I wanted to stop seeing Sarah and blurted
out, "It'll be her boyfriend that drank them all. He was there and he
opened the whisky as we were leaving"

Mum shook her head and extended her finger. "She is bad news Andy. Mark my
words."

I groaned and she peered up at me with raised eyebrows. She strode back to
the phone, dialling a number on a piece of paper. Sarah's mum clearly
answered as Mum spoke firmly that although I had been there during Friday,
I was home by 10:15 and did not partake in drinking of her spirits. Mum
also said that I had told her that Sarah's boyfriend was solely responsible
for raiding the bar cabinet (which is not quite what I said) and that I
had left as they started doing this. This seemed to shorten the
conversation and Mum signed off pleasantly enough.

I got the keys from Mum and cleaned the club before returning at 6pm for
our Sunday meal. Mum didn't speak much over dinner and I was left with my
thoughts of Sarah, although the unclothed Rhea more than made up for my
silence by telling Mum that I had dragged her down to Church to repent for
her sins.

This caused a wry smile from Mum, who seemed not to have minded Rhea going
gallivanting off to church when she was grounded. Our peace was shattered
by the front door closing and steps running up the stairs.

"Look at this Mum ... I'm engaged!" Julie screamed when she reached the
dining room, proudly displaying her diamond ring for all to see.

However, despite my elder sister's excitement, I am ashamed to say I didn't
actually care too much. I was too worried about Sarah.

* * * * *

That evening, Mum seemed to forget all about Sarah, Rhea and me, and
concentrated solely on Julie and Oliver. Mum rang Oliver's parents and
invited them down for the night so we could "go out for a meal" and as they
were due to fly out from Heathrow Airport that Saturday, it made sense for
them to travel from Derby on Friday to Aylesbury, stay in the guest
bedroom overnight and go out for a meal, before going on holiday.

Rhea, dressed in just an open dressing gown (it was a cooler evening and I
think Mum had turned down the thermostat), inevitably asked if Annabella
could come as well and Mum turned to me.

"Is there anyone you want to take?" I painfully looked at her and she shook
her head. "No Andy. Not Sarah"

"Then no," I replied coldly. "But she really isn't as bad as you think she
is."

Julie asked inquisitively but neither Mum nor I would tell her, and shortly
afterwards I went to my bedroom to brood.

Why did Kevin need to ruin my friendship with Sarah? It was so unfair that
Mum wouldn't listen. I hated him more than ever.

* * * * *

Mum and I hardly spoke all morning. I was annoyed with her and I think she
detected this and did not want to cause a scene. I wasn't rude or curt but
there was an underlying hardness to my voice and an aggression that
normally wasn't there.

The post came as I was making my sandwich. The film I had sent off from the
trip to the woods had arrived and I gleefully opened the packet and filed
the duplicated prints upstairs. When I got a film developed I often asked
for two copies, it cost a couple of quid more, but the subject of the
photographs often liked to have a copy.

This gave me a reason to go to Wendover and with Mum not around to object I
walked out of the house with my sandwich and down to Aylesbury station.

I thought about little else on the train - all of a sudden two very
charming, beautiful girls had wandered into my life - and they were both
making my life unreasonably complex. That said, I wouldn't have changed
either of them for the world.

Sarah was a weird case, she seemed to attract problems to her - just liked
Rhea - but was as flirtatious and bouncy as any girl I knew. I felt sorry
for her as I knew she had told Kevin to put the alcohol down, but she had
clearly failed to get him to listen. "I'm sorry Andy, she is grounded,"
Angela said when she answered the door to me. "She shouldn't have invited
you over."

"She hasn't. Can I see her for five minutes?" I asked. "Julie has got
engaged."

Angela showed me into her familiar conservatory and called Sarah. Sarah had
been crying, her eyes were red and she looked dowdy and dishevelled.

"What's up?" I asked the moment Sarah had closed the door.

"It's mum and Kevin and Donna and everyone," she cried and I put my arms
around her, holding her closely for a few moments.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked her and she shook her head.

"Not here."

I fished out the photos from my bag and passed them to her. "I've sorted
them out. These are yours."

Sarah opened them and had to wipe her eyes. "This was so long ago." I
nodded and smiled.

"Not that long ago. But you've ... er ... had some problems since"

I told her about Julie's engagement but she seemed a little preoccupied,
and before long Angela asked me to go home.

Angela apologised for ringing Mum but I told her not to worry and left her
house to ponder. I found it somewhat interesting that Sarah was upset about
Kevin, but then rationalised that this did not mean that I was suddenly in
with a chance of dating the complex girl. I just wanted everything to be
easy and uncomplicated in my life, which was an impossibility with Rhea,
Abi and Sarah all going out of their way to do the exact opposite.

* * * * *

Mum was not surprised and had guessed where I was when I returned home. She
annoyingly repeated her warning that Sarah was "trouble" and that I would
do well to avoid her. This definitely riled me, as Mum did not know her or
know what was going on, and I replied to her aggressively.

"You know, about eighteen months ago, you and I used to argue a lot? When
Julian was here. Everything I did was wrong?" I told her a little too
firmly. "What I went through then, is what Sarah is going through now. Only
it's not because of a step-dad she dislikes, it's because of a
manipulative boyfriend" Mum, who was cooking as I spoke, passed me some
bread to butter. "No, Andy, no-one can be that manipulative. What about
taking responsibility for your own actions?"

"He is an absolute prick" I blurted out and Mum shot me a disapproving
look. "Sorry. Well whenever Sarah and him meet he forces her into rough
sex. Her parents found out about the hotels and that's what the fight was
about that night. I met him on Friday and he was controlling and
patronising and so up-himself even blaming Sarah for them not being able to
meet. Sarah even told him to put the whisky back as we were leaving and he
ignored her. It's him not Sarah"

"It takes two to tango," she replied uttering one of her favourite sayings
and looked up at me.

"I know. She knows that as well and she definitely regrets what's
happening. But it's not physical pressure it's emotional and mental
pressure. He has gone bananas at Sarah for them not being able to meet any
more and says it is Sarah's fault and she is feeling a bit guilty because
of it. If I could have got away with thumping him I would have done. What
he is doing to Sarah is nasty."

I felt the heat of Mum's glare the back of my neck as I buttered the last
piece of bread.

"Only it is Sarah who is getting everyone else into trouble, isn't it?"

"She is going through a tough time at the moment. She can't talk to her
boyfriend about it and doesn't think her parents will understand. Her best
friend is totally preoccupied with her own relationship at the moment. The
only people she has is Zoe and me, and Zoe probably wouldn't understand. So
I know I might get my fingers burned but, if she needs me I want to be
there for her."

"Is she worth it?" she asked me and I nodded.

"Definitely. She is my friend. Just like Abi is," I replied, my voice
unwavering and eyes fixed on her. "And Ray. And Paula. They all have their
foibles and their flaws. But they are my friends, just as they put up with
my character flaws. She is my friend. You always told me to stick by my
friends. So I will do."

"You've known her for a couple of weeks, that's all Andy."

"I know. But I spent so much time with Paula when she was here that I
barely had time for anyone else. I didn't realise that at the time but we
were always together and I get on well with Sarah and we shared a bed so I
very much see her as my friend."

Mum grinned and looked across. "I also told you to stay away from trouble,"
she responded. "Paula was no problem. Sarah is a nightmare."

"Then, I'll not be in the company of Rhea. To the best of my knowledge,
Sarah has never been suspended from school. She is not bad news or trouble,
she is just ... well ... Sarah."

Mum laughed. "You know, that makes no sense, but I think I know what you
mean. I still think you'll be well advised to think about what you are
getting into."

"Well she is grounded, so she probably couldn't come anyway" I replied a
bit sullenly.

"It is probably for the best, anyhow"

I hummed; I didn't vocally disagree with her, but Mum was wrong.

* * * * *

I was awoken on Monday night (or Tuesday morning) by a warm body cuddling
up to me.

"Hello Abi," I told her in my dreamy state and felt her soft hands glide
over me.

"Hello, sexy" she replied in a pronounced and enticing Scottish accent that
she put on deliberately for me. "Ah didnae fancy goin' back tae me cold
flat aloon when there with a nice warm bed for me here."

"Let me guess, you are horny?"

"Knackered and horny. But mostly tired. Horny can wait 'til th' mornin'"

I snuggled up to her and held her tightly, and we drifted off to sleep
together.

We woke in the morning still curled up. Abi and I were both naked and
covered with the duvet when there was a knock at the door. Mum peered in
when called and smiled when she saw us both.

"I'm taking Rhea to school and then going shopping in Watford. Don't spend
all day in bed," she warned and shut the door. About five minutes later,
Abi woke up and went to the toilet and returned to bed.

"Your Mum is away all day. Think of the fun we could have," she said
mischievously.

"I already was," I muttered and Abi smirked at me. "Well you said you were
horny."

"I always am at the moment," she replied and slid her hands down my body.
"I don't know what's got into me but I can't stop thinking about it. I am
turning into a right nympho."

"I don't mind," I muttered and she smiled at me.

We kissed and she grabbed hold of my member. "I need a hard, rough, dirty,
loveless, slutty, filthy fuck before breakfast. Doggy-style," she muttered
as we broke. I was fully erect and she slid her fingers down my shaft. I
groaned. I loved it whenever she went near my crotch but I liked the idea
of some rough, passionate sex.

Abi turned in the bed and I scooted behind her. I had read about
doggy-style sex before and I was a little nervous, but mostly just horny. I
positioned my cock at her crotch and she laughed.

"Not that hole" she cried and I positioned me at the mouth of her pussy.
She was moist already and my cock slid in without any resistance. We both
groaned as I did and my body slapped against hers.

She buried her head into the pillows and I pushed my organ deep into her.
She squealed and rocked back as I thrusted forward.

Abi purred as I pushed. It felt so much more intense than from when we had
sex before. Abi squeezed her muscles as I poked her dripping slit and it
sent different sensations through me.

I no longer thought I was having sex with Abi. It was a nondescript pussy I
was fucking and I looked down my rod spearing the folds of skin. Abi
groaned and cried as I thrust little Andy into her. She was playing with
her clit and crying into the pillow.

"Harder" she cried. "Harder. Fuck me harder"

I grabbed hold of her waist and rammed her body against mine, causing her
to yell out. I was grateful that Rhea and Mum were not in the flat as they
would have heard Abi, screeching and yelling into the feather pillows.

"Oh God," she yelled and I felt her pussy muscles quiver and legs begin to
tense. I pounded her relentlessly as she orgasmed and felt the familiar
heat in my perineum. I was building to a climax myself and grabbed hold of
her waist again, thrusting into her with renewed passion.

Every thrust sent waves of delirium through my cock and this incredible
feeling was coursing through my veins and overwhelming my senses; it was
such as intensely powerful position.

"Abi ..." I murmured as I held onto her hips, my cock buried into her. I
spurted several spurts of my juices into her and rocked back gently as I
did. Abi's muscles pulsated nicely on my solid member and milked it as I
withdrew.

Abi slumped against the pillow and I slid my hand down her leaking slit,
rubbing my creamy deposit up to her clit and back again. Abi cried out as
one finger slid inside her and the other finger skidded up and down her
crack.

"Does it feel dirty and slutty to be coming with my stuff inside you?" I
asked her as I began to encircle her clit.

"Fuck yes" she cried as my fingers darted over her button and her body
quivered.

"You like it?"

"God yes!"

"What are you?" I asked my finger pressing gently on her clit.

"I am a....I am a...." she started and I removed my finger and slid it down
her slit.

"Say it"

"I am a slut. A nympho. A whore...."

I put my hands either side of Abi's hips and brought her up. My cock was
erect again and I positioned it over her dripping pussy and thrust it
inside her. She squealed and groaned as I did it.

It felt almost as good as before, only a lot more slippery. I grinned as I
rocked backwards and forwards at Abi's lustful cries. She urged me to
thrust harder and deeper and, just as before, I put my hands on her hips
and used them to pivot deep inside her.

This caused waves of mewing and panting from Abi who erupted into her third
or fourth orgasm just before my slightly desensitised cock spewed a second
wave of jism deep inside her.

I withdrew after a few seconds and wiped my cum-covered cock on a tissue.
Abi was still buried in the pillows, with her leaking pussy thrust into the
air for all to see.

"You OK?" I asked and Abi pushed herself up to get a couple of tissues.

"Yeah," she said, a smile on her face.

"I really, really needed that," she admitted.

We didn't bother having a shower, the sweaty smell of sex on us both as we
ate breakfast. We kissed, and fed each other before returning to my
bedroom. There was a big wet patch on the sheet and Abi smiled.

"We better wash that before your mum comes home," she said and I grinned.

"When I've finished you can," I told her and pushed her back on the bed.

"You know, I'm not convinced you are the same sixteen year old who got
tongue-tied when a dishevelled prostitute smiled at him," she teased and I
smirked.

"Well, I'm not convinced you are the same eighteen year old who was too shy
and scared to talk to said sixteen year old"

"Eighteen?" she asked. "I wish"

"I know" I replied and kissed her on the lips. "But you have the energy of
an eighteen year old!"

She pulled me over on the bed and then climbed on top of me, her knees
either side of my waist, and her nipples rubbing up against my chest. She
kissed me again and began rocking her pelvis up and down my inflating
shaft.

She sat up and swung her legs around my face nearly smacking me in the
chops and then sat back presenting her crotch to me. "Will you."

"You know I love going down on you," I told her and she flexed her pelvis
inches from my face.

"I know. And you'll be able to taste yourself," she said gleefully. "One
day, I am going to get you to go down on me after you have shot your load."

I hummed. The odd residue of my semen I could stomach but I was not sure if
I would fancy licking my deposits and swallowing, even if they came from
Abi's twat. My day-dreaming was interrupted by Abi lowering her beautiful
globes onto my face. Her succulent, red slit oozed juices and was enticing
my tongue towards it. She murmured as it touched her outer labia and began
to swirl around.

She groaned as it flicked across her button and then slid back down to her
hole. I had conscientiously avoided this part but Abi was insistent and
rocked herself so that her entrance was over my tongue. I tentatively,
probed and felt my dick get harder. I could taste semen on Abi: my semen,
and it was suddenly an arousing prospect.

Suddenly, the inhibitions I felt before no longer existed and I devoured
Abi. Abi groaned and I felt a familiar slide of her hand down my shaft. I
tensed my muscles and felt her tongue slip down my cock. It probed
underneath my head and along the corona and under the glans.

My tingle underneath my balls grew to a warm throb and Abi used her hands
to push my legs apart. She began to fondle my balls as I attacked her slit
with renewed vigour, flicking her clit intensely.

Abi's tongue darted around my cock and she gently applied suction to the
tip. I felt her hands cupping my balls and then dart along my perineum. I
felt her apply pressure to the skin behind my testicles, and the warmth
turned into a raging inferno.

I groaned and my muscles flexed in my leg flexed as she expertly sucked my
cock and used her hands to play with my balls and perineum.

I put my hands on her thighs and pulled her pelvis into my face, sliding up
and down her slippery slope. She rocked her hips as I probed with my
tongue and began to flick my head with her mouth organ.

I felt Abi's fingers darting over my perineum and touched my anus. I
clenched it instinctively but combined with Abi's oral technique, this
pushed me over the edge and I felt my body tense up.

Waves and waves of electric energy cascaded through me and my thighs
quivered and toes sparkled.

I began pumping my release into Abi who gleefully took and swallowed every
last bit. I felt drained and complete, but still flicked and sucked on
Abi's clitoris. She slumped forward a bit and let her hair trail over my
cock as she squealed and shrieked to orgasm.

When she was done, she moved her pelvis where my tongue could not reach and
then cuddled next to me, kissing me intently and passionately.

"Are you trying to turn me gay?" I asked her in all seriousness when we
stopped kissing, and she burst out laughing.

"What are you on about?" she asked through the laughter.

"It's just you want me to swallow my semen when I go down on you and you
were playing with my arse"

Abi smiled. "I know. But that doesn't make you gay." She looked at my
puzzled expression for a moment. "In case you hadn't noticed but I am a
woman. Tits. Pussy. You know."

I flinched and felt silly, but she knew what I meant. "Yes, I know, it's
just...."

"You enjoyed it, right? Well I know you did."

I nodded. "Yeah it was ... incredible"

She smiled. "All men like it. Some of them ... well a lot of them actually
get concerned about being gay because of it. It's a bit silly actually". I
flinched again. "So no, I'm not trying to turn you gay. I just am trying to
make you have amazing orgasms."

"It's just ... its' not ..." I started shyly and Abi hugged me.

"You can be so cute when you get shy and embarrassed," she teased. "But I
love you for it!"

I stared down at her. "You love me?" I asked and she bit her lip.

"Well, not in the way you might have wanted me to," she replied and kissed
me on the cheek. "I am a long way from being able to be in a relationship
with anyone, but I love sex. Well proper sex. I need it, but I don't want
it with just anyone, there has to be a connection. And you are
uncomplicated and caring. You are just what I need. Safe."

"I'm safe?"

Abi smiled. "Yes. I am loving our casual sex and friendship."

Abi and I cuddled for awhile until I fingered her to another couple of
orgasms and then I went down on her and then we had warm, soft, loving
intercourse before we got up and had a shower.

I had to clean the club and Abi, not wanting to be left out, came
downstairs to keep me company. But I could not shake off the feeling that
Abi touching my perineum should not feel that good.

* * * * *

I returned to the flat at around quarter-to-five. Abi was not working and
had returned home in her car and I wandered up the stairs. I was not sure
if Rhea and Mum would be home but they were and a naked Rhea, shamelessly
sprawled out on the sofa, shot me a dirty look as I came in.

"Tired, are you?" she asked and I shrugged.

"Not especially, why?"

"We had to come back shortly after we left as Rhea left her school bag
behind," Mum said, eyeing my reaction.

"I heard noises. Lots of noises," Rhea teased, her eyes sparkling.

"Well, they could have been anything," I replied dismissively and walked
past her, my cheeks ablaze.

"Yes, because 'fuck me harder' has so many meanings," Rhea said flippantly.
"So easy to get that confused with 'can you pass me the remote control
please'. It's uncanny ..."

"Rhea!" Mum warned but she ignored her.

"Combine that with the sounds of rampant shagging, I'd say you were nailing
the slut from..."

"RHEA!" Mum yelled, and my younger sister crossed her arms. "Leave us alone
for five minutes"

Rhea left the room, dramatically, and Mum turned to me. "I told you to be
more discreet" she warned and I looked at the floor.

"You said you were going out" I replied and she looked vexed.

"Well, just be grateful Rhea split up with her boyfriend last week or she'd
be moaning rather than teasing," Mum warned and I nodded.

"OK. We did try to be discreet," I told her.

"I just hope you know what you are doing?"

I went bright red. "Well Abi didn't seem to complain," I said with a smile
but Mum didn't return it.

"No, I mean emotionally. With Abi. And with Sarah"

There is no with Abi and there is no with Sarah" I told her and she shot me
a quizzical look.

"You sure about that?" she asked and I nodded.

"Both of them have made it quite clear they don't want or can't have a
relationship with me at the moment." I mused. "No matter, how badly I do."

"Well, be careful" she told me and I nodded.

"I am being."

"...and Andy, I've put your sheet in your room."

"Thanks" I replied, a little sheepishly. Why was I getting embarrassed
about sex?

* * * * *

I arranged to meet Zoe the following day. Or more to the point, Zoe rang me
and asked if we could meet, she sounded anxious and concerned so I readily
agreed. I scooted down to the club at 9am and was done by one and ran down
to the park to see her on the bench overlooking the pond.

"How ya doing?" I asked and she grinned.

"I'm fine. I saw your sister yesterday," Zoe told me as we sat down. "She
was at our house doing some Maths homework with Simon."

"Oh," I muttered not sure where this conversation was going.

"She was rather ... explicit about you and umm ..."

"I know. It's ..." I squirmed and Zoe looked solemnly at me.

"It's none of my business?" My friend finished for me and smiled. "You've
gone all red," she teased. "Why didn't you tell me you had a girlfriend?
Who is she 'cause it's very sudden?"

"Zoe, we go way back, you and me."

"Of course. Ever since I moved to Aylesbury," she replied.

"What was that? Six, seven years ago?"

"Yeah. I remember going to a certain ten year old's birthday party and
getting upset because the birthday boy wouldn't kiss me. You can talk to
me."

"Well yeah, well what I was wanting to say is that whatever Rhea said you
won't, you know, think any worse of me?"

Zoe sniggered. "I'm just a bit worried. You seemed really confused at the
dinner party and I just wanted to make sure you are OK, Andy. I know how
much Paula meant to you and I don't want you getting caught up in some
rebound relationship."

I smiled and bit my lip. "Yeah I'm fine. I think it's sort of my fault you
think I am confused. There is no-one home, let's go for a walk," I said and
pulled her up. "I got something to tell you." She questioned me as we
walked through the town and eventually we stood opposite the club. It was
closed, but the signage was clearly visible and the silhouette of a naked
dancer was on the dark blue front.

"It's a strip club. What's this got to do with anything?"

"This is my home. We live on the flat on top and Mum owns the club."

"Since when?" I took a deep breath and looked at her. "But that's totally
immoral," Zoe spluttered and I grinned.

"I thought you'd say that. Come on, I'll explain everything about Sarah and
me and Abi." She hesitated as I went to cross the road. "There is no naked
women or no immoral sights, I promise."

"Why didn't you tell me this before?"

"Because," I hesitated. "Because, I was always told to be discreet. Mum
didn't want anyone to know. Why do you think you never came around to my
house after school and Mum always used to take us to the park or cinema or
wherever when you used to come 'home' with me?"

Zoe looked at me and then the club. "Does Simon know?"

"Yes, come on," I gestured calmly and Zoe followed me. Tentatively, I
unlocked the door and she followed me up the stairs to the empty lounge and
into the dining area where I got us both a glass of lemonade. "I'll tell
you everything as it will make it easier than you hearing it in dribs and
drabs from Rhea and Simon and Sarah and me. It will be far, far better and
I want you to know. I can't talk about it with you if you are oblivious to
what's going on," I told her and she sat down.

I explained about Paula, the nightclub, and me working in it, Abi staying
and where she now lives and the fact she didn't want to go out with me, but
we now had a "physical relationship." I told her about the picnic, the
fight with Donna and Astrid and then Sarah running away from her parents in
the rain and staying the night but omitted any of the details about the
oral sex Sarah and I had had. That she did not need to know and I was not
going to be indiscreet.

She finished her lemonade and looked at me. "I don't get why you would
chase after a stripper though. I always thought you would want someone
intelligent and smart. I mean, you always spent time with the clever kids
in our class."

"Abi is very bright and sharp. Most of the girls are," I told her but she
wasn't convinced. "So anyway, does all this make sense?"

She thought for a moment and put her hands next to mine on the table. "I
think so. But I think I should be more worried about you than ever now."

"Why?"

"Because you are having sex with a prostitute considerably older than
yourself."

"Abi is not a prostitute and she is only five years older. And I said
physical relationship not sex."

Zoe squirmed. "Rhea said..."

I looked up at the ceiling. "OK, sex. But she is a dancer. A stripper. Not
a prostitute, and she is my friend."

Zoe hesitated. "Sorry, I didn't, you know. And why didn't Sarah tell me
about her running away?"

"She is probably embarrassed about it," I responded quickly and Zoe
sniffed. "Honestly, please don't worry about me, or Sarah."

"I will do. You shouldn't be having sex at our age. I've told Sarah the
same thing but she won't listen ..."

"... and neither will I," I said grinning and Zoe grimaced. "It's not dirty
or shameful, you know. It's actually quite nice!"

Zoe scoffed. "You are too stubborn, you will get hurt."

"I'm doing my best not to hurt anyone, but if I do get upset, I have my
friends to help me, right?"

Zoe chuckled at me looking at her and put her hand on mine. "Of course.
I'll always be around if you need me. Same for Sarah. I suppose you could
do with Paula at the moment?"

I hummed. "Not really. If Paula was here then that would mean she had never
left, and that being the case I would be confused about what I felt,
between Paula, Sarah and Abi!" Zoe smirked at me and I explained. "I mean
Paula was the best friend I had. She knew me better than anyone else, and
she always gave me good advice. I mean, Ray did as well occasionally but he
is a bit useless at times. But Paula and me sort of fell into going out. I
never asked her out, it just sort of happened and she was always a better
friend than a girlfriend."

"And you haven't replaced her?"

"Give me time. She's only been gone for a few weeks. She's was a part of my
life for years. Just like Ray, or you," I gestured and she looked down.
"Does it explain stuff now?" I asked, a little flippantly and she nodded.
"And you aren't worried anymore?"

"Thank you, but I still feel worried about you, more than ever now. I think
Sarah is too," she said as I walked over to the door with her.

"Sarah, worried about me? You sure?"

Zoe nodded. "When I saw her yesterday she kept talking about you."

"Oh really?"

"No Andy. She has a boyfriend," Zoe thundered and crossed her arms. "You
are not to go chasing after her. It's bad enough ..."

"I'm not and I won't," I snapped. "I know that. Can I walk you home?"

Zoe nodded and I led her down the stairs.

* * * * *

I was at a loose end on Thursday. Mum had commandeered Abi to help her with
some paperwork in the office as the part-time administrator, Jenny, had
been in a car accident and was off work for a couple of months. I wondered
if this was to separate Abi and myself but did reason that Mum had a
business to run and the request was hardly unreasonable.

As it was a Thursday, my shift consisted of cleaning the dado rails, walls,
bar area and tables, and I had no reason to go near Abi in the office
until I had finished at one o'clock.

Mum was going out to get a sandwich from the local sandwich shop and as it
was a nice day I said I would join her and eat mine in the park.

"I think I might have made Abi a bit embarrassed," she admitted, the moment
we got outside into the bright sunshine.

"You didn't tell her about Rhea overhearing us?" I asked and she looked a
little sheepish.

"I thought she'd see the funny side of it, but went all shy and started
apologising profusely saying it was all her fault, promising to leave you
alone if that's what I wanted and that she didn't want to upset anyone.
Really worried me actually, with a couple of things she was saying."

I tutted and exhaled sharply. "Honestly mother. You're going to scare her
away."

Mum laughed. "Isn't that my job?"

"I think Rhea will beat you to it. And I reckon she'll be more effective at
it," I mused.

"Well, if it's any consolation, Abi knows I know what is going on now, and
I told her that I don't have a problem with it as long as neither of you
get hurt. And you are sensible."

"I am sixteen, should you have?"

Mum pondered this for a moment. "The age gap should possibly bother me, but
I trust you and I trust Abi. She's a nice girl, just be careful."

"I know. We are careful" I groaned, opening the door to the shop open. "We
are just spending some time and having a bit of fun. She doesn't want
anything more and I'm fine with that, we are happy and she is one of the
most fantastic of people I have ever met."

"I still worry about you" she confessed and we ordered our sandwiches. Mum
ordered an additional three, I presumed for Abi and Ikenna as well as an
unknown person and I got a BLT.

"What about Rhea, do you worry about her?"

Mum grinned at me. "All the time. She's a bloody nightmare."

We parted outside the shop and I went in the opposite direction, and met
Sarah's mum at the top of our street. She greeted me nervously and I
wondered if I had done something wrong. Was she trying to find where I
lived? Had Sarah told her about the willow tree shenanigans and she was
here to complain to my Mum. I was snapped out of my day-dreaming by her
asking me a question. Fortunately a lorry had just gone by and I feigned
deafness and asked her to repeat.

"Didn't you say you lived on Castle Street?" she asked and I nodded.

"Little red door next to the florists" I told her and she peered down the
road. "It's not got as big a garden as your property. We've got a window
box."

Angela smiled and I asked her how Sarah was. Angela shook her head and
replied "so-so" which I didn't take to mean that she was happy. I screwed
my face up a bit and I think she noticed, but we parted as she had a
pre-arranged appointment and I walked in the direction of the park.

A number of my old schoolmates were playing football and I happily joined
them. Greg and Stephen asked me about Abi and Rhea. Jez's news travelled
fast while Wendy giggled when they teased me. It was good natured and
enjoyable burning off energy and by the time 4:30 came most of my
schoolmates had left as it was just Stephen and Wendy left. We stopped off
to buy an ice-cream and chatted idly. I reflected that with most of my
friends looking to do the arts at A-Level or not go to College, I would be
left with few people in my classes who I recognised and were friends with.

I just had to make sure my burgeoning friendship with Sarah continued to
blossom, with or without the approval of Mum.

* * * * *

I returned to the flat at the same time Mum did and we walked up the stairs
together to the sound of voices.

"Rhea!" Mum shouted the moment she reached the top of the stairs. My little
sister, naked of course because of her protest, was with Simon, and they
had their homework spread out on the coffee table. "Why are you undressed?"

Rhea looked round, her body leaning against her companion who was sitting
in the corner of the sofa. "You know why I am undressed. This is a formal
protest against the extremely unjust and brutal methods of parenting that I
...."

"Yes, very good Rhea," Mum interrupted and turned to Rhea's companion. "And
you are?"

"He is Simon and he is helping me with my coursework," Rhea replied.

"I'm sure Simon doesn't want to see you naked?" Mum told her and Rhea
looked up at him, smirking.

"I'm sure he'll live," she replied flippantly.

"I thought you two didn't like each other?" I asked and Simon shrugged.

"I don't hold grudges bro," Rhea told me and I snorted.

"Yes, you do. You are awful for it. You've got a little black book, voodoo
dolls and everything," I replied jokingly and she screwed her face up.

"Well, we're cool," Rhea said and gave the stunned Simon a kiss on the
cheek.

"I'm not. This is not the sort of behaviour I want from you, young lady."
Mum told her firmly and Rhea shook her head. "It's completely
unacceptable."

"So inviting someone into the flat when I am naked is wrong?" Rhea asked
and Mum nodded. "Then why did you bring Troy and Hugo here when I was on
the couch?"

Mum's eyes widened and she sighed. "To try and shock you into getting
dressed."

"Well Simon is trying the same tactic then but it isn't working. But we'll
keep on trying. One day it might," she said sarcastically.

Mum gave a deep sigh. "Rhea, you are the only person naked. It's not
acceptable"

Rhea smirked. "I think he should join me. Show some solidarity but he won't
even remove a sock. See Mum says it's wrong me being naked and you not, so
get some clothes off." Mum sighed which caused Rhea's grin to deepen.
"Come on."

"Right, Rhea, go and put something on to make you decent," Mum ordered and
Rhea shook her head. "Either do that or Simon goes home."

Rhea groaned and got up from the couch, meandering towards the stairs.
"Sorry, Simon," Mum said to the flustered boy on the couch. "She has no
decorum"

He nodded and fidgeted. "She just went upstairs to go to the toilet and
came down naked. Said she was being a naturist until she had got justice
and continued with her Maths."

I grinned. "Any plan you had to exploit her embarrassment threshold is
probably going to fail," I told Mum as she walked into the dining room. Mum
nodded.

"I know. But I need to do something."

"You don't think she's taken your employees as role models a bit too far?"
I asked flippantly and Mum grinned. "You know, all those attractive girls
who used to come round to babysit us?"

"It's something I am now regretting," she jokingly admitted.

Rhea returned with her dressing gown on, but this was not done up and Simon
still got a good view of all of her assets as she sat down. She had
developed well and although would only reach fifteen the following month,
could easily pass for someone of my age, or even older. She had well
defined curves, and "B" cup breasts that, along with her supreme confidence
and worldly charm, would make anyone assume she was far older and
experienced than she actually was.

"Rhea, that's scarcely an improvement," Mum thundered from the other end of
the room.

"Mum! Leave me alone, he's seen everything already. It's only you that
cares."

"Rhea! Can we have a word?"

"Oh Mum! If you cared about boys seeing my naked, what do you think
happened in the showers when I was in the rugby club?"

"You should have not been in the boys showers at the rugby club," Mum
roared and Rhea gave a guilty smirk.

"Of course I was. You'd think with all the bare flesh you see every day you
wouldn't be quite so prudish," Rhea told her flippantly and I saw Mum
clench her fists in frustration. I darted upstairs, not wanting to bear
witness to what would be, a loud and vocal argument between them. They were
both fiery characters and when they started shouting at each other it was
uncompromising.

I was called down by Rhea twenty minutes later and saw Zoe in the dining
room talking to Mum. She smiled at me as I got downstairs, but Rhea was
scarcely any more decent. I noticed Zoe was trying to avert her eyes and it
tickled me somewhat; why was she so afraid of the naked body? Wasn't Adam
and Eve naked in her bible?

We exchanged pleasantries, and she moved onto her real purpose for her
visit. "I got a pair of tickets to Rockfest. I was going to go with Sarah
but she's been grounded. Do you want to go?"

I nodded. Why not? When is it?"

"Hang on," Rhea said overhearing our conversation. "You don't know what it
is, where it is or when it is. How do you know you want to go?" Rhea
smirked for a moment and then chuckled. "Unless of course, my big brother
has an ulterior motive."

"It is a rock festival that includes plenty of Christian Rock music. It is
in Cambridge and is at the end of the month. I got given them from my
cousin Jay. He bought them and then broke his leg so he can't go and I
don't want to go on my own."

"Uggghhhh, Christian Rock. Shit, you must fancy her if you are going to
that," Rhea teased and I gave Zoe an apologetic look.

"So what are we doing, staying overnight?"

Zoe bit her lip. "I wasn't going to. Mum said she'd take me and come back
although we have to be out by nine."

"Why can't we take the train and stay over?" I asked and Rhea grinned.

"Just 'cause Sarah stayed the night in your bed. Honestly bro, you try it
on with every girl! Although for an evening of Christian Rock that's worth
what? About a hundred blow jobs surely."

I ignored her and turned back to Zoe. "I was thinking of a little B&B.
They'll be loads in Cambridge. Single rooms or one twin room."

Zoe shrugged. "I'll ask Mum but I don't think she'll like me staying over,
particularly sharing a bedroom."

"Ahh, you see, you don't tell her," Rhea helpfully added. "You say you have
separate bedrooms and then just sleep in the double bed. Simple, really.
It's not rocket science."

"Rhea. Isn't there some poor defenceless classmate you could be torturing?"
I asked in exasperation and Rhea smirked at me. "Yeah, as Rhea said," I
continued once Rhea had left us alone. "Don't tell her."

Zoe smiled and shifted awkwardly, "Well I'm not sure if I could afford it
...."

"How much do you want for the ticket?" I asked and Zoe shook her head.

"Oh no, Jay gave them to me."

"Well let me get the hotel room then," I suggested and Zoe tensed up.

"No. I couldn't."

"Oh come on. I've hardly seen you for weeks. It won't be much. We could
take the train up, check in, get changed and then get something to eat, go
out to the concert and then in the morning scout round Cambridge and idle
back home. I'd love to spend an evening together and I'm earning now so it
won't be a problem."

"Won't your Mum mind?" Zoe asked and I smiled.

"Of course not,"

"What makes you say that?" Mum asked from behind me and made me jump.

"Shit," I exclaimed in shock and Mum scowled. "Zoe and I going up to
Cambridge in a couple of weeks to watch a concert and we're staying over."

Mum hummed. "Single rooms and I might think about it," she replied eyeing
my response.

"Single rooms or a twin. Depends what is available at short notice," I
countered and Mum smirked.

"Well..."

"Zoe and I are just friends," I pleaded and Mum laughed.

"Yes, well you say that about Sarah."

"And Abi," Rhea added, returning from the room. "But maybe he means it with
Zoe."

"Yes, thank you Rhea. I thought I asked for some peace," I said abruptly
and Rhea chuckled.

"Tickling Simon is no fun when he goes all red and gives in too easily.
Begging me to stop is all very well and good but it has to be after a few
minutes of some serious hardcore touching. Didn't you tickle him when he
was younger, Zoe? He has zero tolerance."

Zoe shook her head and Mum sent Rhea out of the room. "Well anyway," I
muttered returning to the original conversation. "It is just pop up to
Cambridge, spend some time and come home the following day."

Mum weighed this up. "I'll tell you what, if you can convince Zoe's mum to
let you stay over, then I will let you stay over," I smiled but Mum
continued. "So long as you tell her the truth about where you are staying."

Zoe and I groaned and I looked at Mum but she smiled at me. "But..."

"No secrets, Andy."

* * * * *

I felt the familiar soft hand of Abi at 1am in the morning. "Hello
gorgeous," I said and Abi climbed into bed.

"It was a slow night so Grace sent me upstairs and a couple of the girls
home at midnight."

"But it's 1am?" I asked, focusing on my little alarm clock and she wrapped
her arm around me.

"She wanted to talk first"

"About me and you?"

"Kind of. She told me all about Rhea today and really freaked me out. She
knows about us having sex."

"Well, yes, of course, she told me," I replied and Abi looked up at me.

"You knew?"

"Yes, but she didn't have a problem with it."

Abi snorted. "Well I thought she did and so we sat down in the office with
a glass of wine and talked."

"And?"

"She says that you and her and Rhea like me for being me and that she is
not going to stop caring for me when all I am doing is having a sexual
relationship with her son. And that you think the world of me and that you
are a good judge of character and she trusts us both, but doesn't want to
know about the details."

I was grateful it was dark as it meant Abi could not see my blushes and so
I hugged her. "I do think the world of you," I admitted. "You know that.
Now did you want anything?"

Abi sniffed. "Yeah, I want a cuddle," she admitted and shuffled herself
back so my arms were embracing her tightly, before she slowly drifted off
to sleep.

* * * * *

By the time Friday had arrived I was looking forward to it less than ever.
I was going to be stuck with Mum, my elder sister and her boyfriend, her
boyfriend's parents and my little sister and her friend. I knew I would
have no-one to talk to all evening except Rhea and although she wasn't bad
company I wanted Sarah, Abi or Ray to be there with me. I wondered if I was
too stubborn by insisting that I be allowed to ask Sarah. If her mum said
no, then I couldn't be too annoyed, but as I wasn't even permitted to
request her company. It was unfair.

"ANDY," Mum yelled from the bottom of the stairs but I ignored her. I was
in my room with my door closed and was feigning deafness. It was unfair and
my mood certainly reflected this injustice. I heard steps on the stairs
and Rhea burst into my room a few moments later.

"Can't you knock?" I said in annoyance.

A surprisingly well-clothed Rhea ignored this and smiled. "Mum wants you 
....
now!" Rhea barked. I groaned and put my book to one side which was not fast
enough for Rhea. "Move it, move it. You slimy worm, come on, one-two,
one-two, one-two. Move your sorry ass."

"Rhea shut up," I snapped and idly sauntered down the stairs.

"Sarah!" I called out from the other side of the room in surprise at the
girl standing in the lounge. Angela stood in the doorway and Mum was
beaming knowingly. Sarah had a little bag with her that she dropped as we
hugged.

Note from the author

The "Growing Pains" universe is a set of stories that centres around the
life of Andy Williams and all those who got to know him as he grows up.
While everything may not be totally clear, it will be the time the Universe
is all released. For a fuller explanation please see my website under
"Site and Story Credits."

I shall try and keep to a regular posting schedule and will upload to
StoriesOnline.net, Feedbooks, asstr-mirror.org and my website. Completed stories
will also be uploaded to Amazon Kindle, Smashwords and FirstyFish, where
their internal policies permit.

The next two stories to be released are:


New Pleasures Chapter IX

Rhea dumps her boyfriend, Abi has a dilemma and Andy has a crisis of
conscience about having sex with Sarah.

Excerpt: "Please note the hard-working brother out to earn a living while
the couch-potato sister languishes on the sofa" I replied and she sat up.

"Couch potato? I did rugby until last year"

"Yes, Rhea. But that's only because there wasn't a girls' team and you
found out that you would have to roll around in the mud with 29 boys," I
replied in a deadpan voice.

"Tring had a girl as well. As did Wendover."

"Yes and they stopped playing when they reached secondary school."

"No-one told me I couldn't."

"They were too scared of you" I muttered. "Have we sorted the naturism
thing now then?"

Rhea's eyes flashed. "I'm not allowed. Mr No-Fun says if I take my clothes
off he will go home."

To be released on, or before: 22nd July 2012


New Pleasures Chapter X

Andy and Sarah row, Rhea is plays a nasty trick on her brother and Grace
has a good chat with her son. Meanwhile, Abi refuses to relent to Andy's
wishes and there is a familiar face amongst the new starters in the
stripclub.

Excerpt: I set about finding a hotel in Cambridge but as Mum did not have a
Cambridgeshire Hotel directory or a Yellow Pages for that region, I went
to the local library after Abi had left for home and leafed through their
copy in the reference section. I selected four hotels based on their star
rating and the fact that the adverts looked good. Our trip was less than
four days away and although we had been and bought our rail tickets, I had
been decidedly lacklustre over arranging accommodation.

Rhea had helpfully highlighted the park on the Road Atlas we had in the
flat for me, but this was no laughing matter and despite her glee that we
might be spending it under the stars, it was a very real possibility.

To be released on, or before: 1st August 2012

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