Part 16
Shortly after the accident while lying in the hospital bed I had a visit from the older brother of the guy that had been driving the car, I had seen him around town and I knew he was a bit of a nasty character, Johnny was his name and although he was being nice and sweet to me the message was clear as to what would happen to me if I told the police who had been driving the car, I pointed out the fact that his rat of a brother had ran off and left us and he deserved to go to jail for that but the message was re-iterated to me that I was to keep quiet. I told the guy to fuck off and that I would say what I liked but never the less when the Gardai called to interview me I followed the line that I could remember nothing despite them telling me correctly who else was in the car.
A couple of days after my interview when I presume the 2 dudes were informed they were not being charged the bold Johnny sent me a text saying he would love to meet up sometime for a drink, I couldn't believe the audacity of the guy and just ignored the text. I didn't think about the guy again until a couple of months later I was hobbling around the shops one Saturday on my crutches when Johnny spots me from the other side of the street and before I can duck away he has shouted my name and is crossing the road to meet me. I stand like a lemon not knowing what to do as he chats away to me asking how it is going, I am thinking to myself does he not see I am on fucking crutches and that obviously it is not going well, but I say nothing and agree to go for a drink with him.
One bottle of cider led to another and another and another until I was woken naked in a strange room by a middle aged lady who turned out to be Johnny's mum asking if I would like a cup of tea before I went home, I didn't have a clue what was going on so I just mumbled out a yes. Before my tea arrived Johnny came back into the bedroom to get dressed and said he had stuff to do but he would drop me home on the way. I couldn't for the life of me remember what had happened the night before but I suspected that I had had sex as I was a bit sore below and this was pretty much confirmed when Johnny's mum quietly hissed at me when she brought the tea that I was to drink up quickly and get out and take what I had left lying on the floor with me, when I looked to inquire what this was I saw a used condom discarded there. Looking back I should have left it there but in my rush to get out I gathered it up, ****ted it and slipped it in my bag.
When I got back to the house I was met by my mother who was going ballistic at me, she was demanding to know where I had been and why I had not answered the phone, I couldn't be doing listening to her so I gathered my stuff and moved back in to my grandads with Noreen.
The following evening Johnny rang to say he was outside my house asking if I fancied coming out, now every ounce of my common sense was telling me not to go but there I was leaving the house on my crutches. Why? well Johnny was just your typical gorgeous bad boy that pushed all the right buttons and I was almost powerless to prevent myself becoming one of his girls.
It wasn't all one way as once I was back on my feet I was a regular visitor back at Frank's. Frank, I think had missed me and spoilt me something rotten when I visited, he even went out of his way to get in some good quality weed so that I could relax properly when I came and he seemed to have stockpiled the tarty lingerie in my absence which he delighted in me wearing. One day I happened to discover a fur jacket in a second hand shop and I hit upon the idea of surprising Frank as a reward for being nice, I decided to turn up one day at his house in full whore get up.
I changed in the garage round the corner from his house into a pair of knee high stiletto boots I also found in a junk shop, I had fishnet stockings on and a short leather mini skirt I had borrowed from Noreen. I applied way over the top makeup and back combed my hair which was hair sprayed to near death, the biggest hoopy earings were put in and my torso with only my bra on was covered with the fur coat. I looked at myself as I left and I knew he would love this.
As i left the toilet, Johnny just so happened to be filling petrol as I tottered across the forecourt in the boots which as my leg was still not great I was having difficulty in walking in. His eyes nearly burst out of his head when he saw me, he asked me what I was up to? and as he had one of his slags in the car I replied that I was working and I that I was meeting a client of mine just round the corner and with that I tottered off leaving them both open mouthed.
I got to Frank's where I filled my mouth with chewing gum before lighting a cigarette, his face when he saw me was something else. I am not sure of the history of that fur coat but for the next year it sure did take having some amount of cum sprayed at it. ;-)
A couple of days after my interview when I presume the 2 dudes were informed they were not being charged the bold Johnny sent me a text saying he would love to meet up sometime for a drink, I couldn't believe the audacity of the guy and just ignored the text. I didn't think about the guy again until a couple of months later I was hobbling around the shops one Saturday on my crutches when Johnny spots me from the other side of the street and before I can duck away he has shouted my name and is crossing the road to meet me. I stand like a lemon not knowing what to do as he chats away to me asking how it is going, I am thinking to myself does he not see I am on fucking crutches and that obviously it is not going well, but I say nothing and agree to go for a drink with him.
One bottle of cider led to another and another and another until I was woken naked in a strange room by a middle aged lady who turned out to be Johnny's mum asking if I would like a cup of tea before I went home, I didn't have a clue what was going on so I just mumbled out a yes. Before my tea arrived Johnny came back into the bedroom to get dressed and said he had stuff to do but he would drop me home on the way. I couldn't for the life of me remember what had happened the night before but I suspected that I had had sex as I was a bit sore below and this was pretty much confirmed when Johnny's mum quietly hissed at me when she brought the tea that I was to drink up quickly and get out and take what I had left lying on the floor with me, when I looked to inquire what this was I saw a used condom discarded there. Looking back I should have left it there but in my rush to get out I gathered it up, ****ted it and slipped it in my bag.
When I got back to the house I was met by my mother who was going ballistic at me, she was demanding to know where I had been and why I had not answered the phone, I couldn't be doing listening to her so I gathered my stuff and moved back in to my grandads with Noreen.
The following evening Johnny rang to say he was outside my house asking if I fancied coming out, now every ounce of my common sense was telling me not to go but there I was leaving the house on my crutches. Why? well Johnny was just your typical gorgeous bad boy that pushed all the right buttons and I was almost powerless to prevent myself becoming one of his girls.
It wasn't all one way as once I was back on my feet I was a regular visitor back at Frank's. Frank, I think had missed me and spoilt me something rotten when I visited, he even went out of his way to get in some good quality weed so that I could relax properly when I came and he seemed to have stockpiled the tarty lingerie in my absence which he delighted in me wearing. One day I happened to discover a fur jacket in a second hand shop and I hit upon the idea of surprising Frank as a reward for being nice, I decided to turn up one day at his house in full whore get up.
I changed in the garage round the corner from his house into a pair of knee high stiletto boots I also found in a junk shop, I had fishnet stockings on and a short leather mini skirt I had borrowed from Noreen. I applied way over the top makeup and back combed my hair which was hair sprayed to near death, the biggest hoopy earings were put in and my torso with only my bra on was covered with the fur coat. I looked at myself as I left and I knew he would love this.
As i left the toilet, Johnny just so happened to be filling petrol as I tottered across the forecourt in the boots which as my leg was still not great I was having difficulty in walking in. His eyes nearly burst out of his head when he saw me, he asked me what I was up to? and as he had one of his slags in the car I replied that I was working and I that I was meeting a client of mine just round the corner and with that I tottered off leaving them both open mouthed.
I got to Frank's where I filled my mouth with chewing gum before lighting a cigarette, his face when he saw me was something else. I am not sure of the history of that fur coat but for the next year it sure did take having some amount of cum sprayed at it. ;-)
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