Sisterly Love and Betrayal: A Dark Tale of Revenge and Seduction
Lucinda
I saw her sheltering under the projecting canopy of the bus shelter just along from†"‬The Angelâ€" ‬in Chatham Road.†‬I was sure it was her.†‬The rain was falling steadily the road glistening alternately orange in the street lights glow and gold from car headlights as the punters crawled the kerbs and I waited for her to step into the light so I could be sure.
I had been watching for what seemed to be hours but was probably just a few minutes unsure of how to proceed when behind me a soft seductive voice said†"‬Looking love�"
I turned to see a drug raddled prostitute standing beside me hopefully anticipating my interest.
â€"Sorry, I'm looking for my Sister," I replied.
â€"Yeah right." she said, "Best of luck."
But as I looked back a car was slowing,†‬the girl stepped from the shadows and the light fell across her face,†‬it was the wrong girl,†‬the face gaunt and colourless,†‬the cheeks sunken,†‬it was the wrong girl,†‬except,†‬I recognised the unusual belt of linked metal rings and the sundress,†‬I remembered her wearing those,†‬but by then I was too late and the car had pulled away with her in it.
The prostitute was standing by the florists,†"‬That girl,†‬do you know her�" ‬I asked.
â€"Ten quid." she said, "for information."
I handed her a crisp twenty.†"‬If you don't know her just say so,â€" ‬I insisted.
â€"Leila, she started about three weeks ago." she said.
I breathed a sigh of relief.†"‬I thought it was Sheila my sister.â€"
"Leila,†‬Sheila who gives a fug.â€" ‬she said,†"‬I might have heard wrong,†‬you don't think I was christened Carmen do youâ€?"
I shook my head,†"‬Is this her patch�"
"Sure,†‬give her twenty minutes she'll be back.â€" ‬the†‬woman said,†"‬We can fool around while you waitâ€?"
"Thanks,†‬but I have unfinished business.â€" ‬I insisted,†"‬Another time maybe.â€" ‬I flashed the best smile I could manage at her and strode away.
But the car never returned.
Sheila never returned until two months later the Salvation Army found her in one of their places in Gosport.
It nearly killed mum,†‬Sheila the clever one,†‬addicted to Heroin,†‬infected with Hepatitis and convicted of prostitution,†‬facing jail for non payment of fines.â€
And best of all she blamed me for it.
â€"It would never have happened if you had gone to University." mum said.
Yeah right,†‬except I was earning good money and had my qualifications already as a Master Technician for†‬Vauxhall,†‬the English subsidiary of GM,†‬and had been earning since sixteen while my older sister was still being subsidised by the family and had dropped out of her course anyway.
â€"It's all your fault." Mum said.
â€"No ambition you." Dad said.
â€"I found her, I warned you," I protested, "I told you she was doing drugs ages ago." I said, "But you wouldn't listen, you believed her when she denied it, and you wouldn't believe it when she started sleeping around for money."
But nothing had prepared us for the broken shell of a girl that came home with us from Portsmouth and Southsea magistrates court that Wednesday afternoon,†‬fines paid and probation order in place.
All the spark was gone,†‬I think it was the medication to control the withdrawal but she was essentially asleep with her eyes open,†‬monosyllabic,†‬and dirty,†‬she had lost all her dignity,†‬and self respect.
It took ages but the story emerged.
She met a guy,†‬rich,†‬attractive,†‬witty,†‬self assured and she fell for him,†‬hook line and sinker,†‬he was tender considerate and took her out three times before they slept together,†‬and it was good,†‬and to make it better he brought a little something,†‬tablets initially,†‬then when he couldn't get any he produced a syringe.
Sheila rebelled and he gave her an ultimatum,†‬join in or get out of his life,†‬and she chose in.
Within a week he had started asking for cash to pay for her share of the drugs and when he then walked out on her†‬she still needed the buzz,†‬soon the cash ran out she agreed to sleep with the supplier,†‬it was a small step to sleeping with the supplier's friend,†‬then his friend,†‬then one night she was on the streets and there was only one way for her to earn the cash for a fix.
That's when I decided to get even.
I pried the boyfriend's name from her,†‬it seemed his name was Charles,†‬Charles Fortescue-Pharm,†‬son of Giles and a descendant of†‬Mortimer Pharm who fought with distinction at Waterloo,†‬on the French side,†‬unfortunately.
He was a third year student,†‬like Sheila,†‬and as far as I could see still studying at Greys College.
I took a weeks leave,†‬five days free from changing coil springs and cleaning EGR valves and booked into a motel in town.†‬I tracked Fortescue-Pharm down within minutes and that's when I made a fundamental error.†‬You see I thought that bastard cared.
I made enquiries and it seemed he too had a sister,†‬Lucinda,†‬a first year student,†‬and the plan sort of exploded inside my head,†‬why not do the same to her,†‬make him suffer seeing her brought down.
It seemed a wonderful idea at the time,†‬ok,†‬I didn't know any drug dealers but you could hardly go in a pub without being offered gear,†‬and it just remained to track her down.
It was easy,†‬Student union,†‬I left a message,†"‬Can you ring me regarding your brother and my sister�"
She rang and we met at the Student Union bar,†‬She swept in with all the self assurance that a private education endows,†"‬You wanted to see me�" ‬she demanded.
â€"Are you Lucinda?" I asked.
â€"Of course I'm bloody Lucinda." she snapped.
She wore a black horse riding jacket,†‬white shirt and those thick tight white cream trousers and long black boots,†‬her dark brown hair swept into a bun,†‬and her deep brown eyes seemed to bore right through me.
â€"It's about Sheila" I continued.
â€"Sheila, the whore he tried to help?" she enquired haughtily, "I'm sorry but the gravy train has been cancelled," she explained, "Mummy put her foot down."
"Sheila was studying Sociology when she met Charles,†‬two months later she was doing heroin and fined for prostitution.â€" ‬I explained.
â€"Stupid bitch, I'm sorry but if your sister can't handle life don't try to blame Charles and more important," she added, "Leave me out of it!"
I just stared at her as she left.
I stood out like a sore thumb at the Campus so I disguised myself,†‬I just wore my coveralls,†complete with the ‬Masterfit logo,†‬I hired a new Vectra and no one took any notice of me,†‬assuming correctly I was some sort of mechanic,†‬and assuming, wrongly, that I had business there.
It was the Friday evening,†‬there was a gig at the Student union,†‬I managed to get a ticket and spent two hours in excruciating boredom watching a load of hopeless talent-less no hopers making a noise.
But I spotted Lucinda and kept close,†‬and then when she was invited to a party afterwards I tagged along,†‬you know its amazing how long you can nurse a glass of ginger ale for,†g‬inger ale pint of beer,†‬tip beer down Lavatory,†‬tip ginger ale in beer glass,†‬don't drink any,†‬works a treat.
I watched Lucinda get drunk and then when the time was right I went to the car,†‬changed my shirt and jacket and went back in,†"‬Taxi for Miss Fortescue-Pharm.â€"
"Whatâ€?" ‬she asked,†"‬That's meâ€"
"Mr Charles,†‬your brother I believe sent me," O lied, "I am to take you home something about your mother�"
"Yes,†‬I'll come now.â€" ‬she said failing to recognise me.
She sat in back,†‬I wondered if she was drunk enough,†‬yet,†‬she wasn't.†"‬Take a left it's a short cut,â€" ‬she insisted,†‬not to my hotel it wasn't,†‬but she navigated us to her parents sprawling Manor house.
It was all in darkness,†"‬You can come with me in case there are burglars,â€" ‬she ordered,†‬as she unlocked a side door,†‬I locked the car and followed.
â€"That's funny there's no one home." she said, "Daddy never turns in before two in the morning."
"Oh,â€" ‬I said conversationally.
â€"Did you?" she started to say but I grasped her wrist very firmly and forced it up her back
"Yes.â€" ‬I said, â€"‬Now where is the drinks cabinetâ€?"
"Rape.â€" ‬her voice echoed hollowly around the empty house,†"‬Rapeâ€!" she said desperately when n‬o one cameâ€, "Oh fucking hell where is everybody," she demanded.‬.
â€"Drinks?" I queried.
â€"Get stuffed, oh gosh you're the one with the sister." she realised suddenly.
â€"That's me," I agreed, "But you are not quite tipsy enough for what I have in mind."
â€"All right don't hurt me!" she wailed and she reluctantly led me to the sitting room, the drinks trolley beside the sideboard there groaned with bottles of wines and spirits and I released her arm and gripped her waist so she could pour herself something long and alcoholic.
â€"I want you nice and drunk." I said.
â€"You and me both, I want to be comatose before you touch me." she agreed, and she started to drain the tall straight sided glass of a half litre or so of mixed spirits.
She mellowed nicely,†‬I took her shoes off first,†‬I left one on the drinks trolley and one in the passage way together with her smart white jacket,†‬her red skirt we left ion the stairs together with her left stocking,†‬the other stocking we left on the landing and her panties and Tee shirt on the bedroom floor,†‬while she looked deliciously trashy in her suspenders and bra.
It was a bonus using her parents room,†‬she wasn't taking much notice by this stage,†‬I threw back the old fashioned covers and set her down,†‬her pubes tasted of piss,†‬so I stopped tonguing her and used my finger,†‬she moistened nicely,†‬and after pulling her hair pins to release her hair from some strange stylised bun I laid her nicely in the middle of the bed,†‬spread her legs and just took advantage.
She lay pretty much comatose,†‬peering at me in confusion,†‬but my god did she feel good,†‬my plan was to fuck her and leave her but this was grade A pussy,†‬so tight yet so slippery,†‬I decided I wanted her naked so the bra and suspenders went,†‬then I wanted to feel her body properly so I stripped down and then it was back to business,†‬fucking her in that great big soft bed,†‬her tits felt just right against my chest,†‬the neck of her cervix just touched my penis at THE END
I saw her sheltering under the projecting canopy of the bus shelter just along from†"‬The Angelâ€" ‬in Chatham Road.†‬I was sure it was her.†‬The rain was falling steadily the road glistening alternately orange in the street lights glow and gold from car headlights as the punters crawled the kerbs and I waited for her to step into the light so I could be sure.
I had been watching for what seemed to be hours but was probably just a few minutes unsure of how to proceed when behind me a soft seductive voice said†"‬Looking love�"
I turned to see a drug raddled prostitute standing beside me hopefully anticipating my interest.
â€"Sorry, I'm looking for my Sister," I replied.
â€"Yeah right." she said, "Best of luck."
But as I looked back a car was slowing,†‬the girl stepped from the shadows and the light fell across her face,†‬it was the wrong girl,†‬the face gaunt and colourless,†‬the cheeks sunken,†‬it was the wrong girl,†‬except,†‬I recognised the unusual belt of linked metal rings and the sundress,†‬I remembered her wearing those,†‬but by then I was too late and the car had pulled away with her in it.
The prostitute was standing by the florists,†"‬That girl,†‬do you know her�" ‬I asked.
â€"Ten quid." she said, "for information."
I handed her a crisp twenty.†"‬If you don't know her just say so,â€" ‬I insisted.
â€"Leila, she started about three weeks ago." she said.
I breathed a sigh of relief.†"‬I thought it was Sheila my sister.â€"
"Leila,†‬Sheila who gives a fug.â€" ‬she said,†"‬I might have heard wrong,†‬you don't think I was christened Carmen do youâ€?"
I shook my head,†"‬Is this her patch�"
"Sure,†‬give her twenty minutes she'll be back.â€" ‬the†‬woman said,†"‬We can fool around while you waitâ€?"
"Thanks,†‬but I have unfinished business.â€" ‬I insisted,†"‬Another time maybe.â€" ‬I flashed the best smile I could manage at her and strode away.
But the car never returned.
Sheila never returned until two months later the Salvation Army found her in one of their places in Gosport.
It nearly killed mum,†‬Sheila the clever one,†‬addicted to Heroin,†‬infected with Hepatitis and convicted of prostitution,†‬facing jail for non payment of fines.â€
And best of all she blamed me for it.
â€"It would never have happened if you had gone to University." mum said.
Yeah right,†‬except I was earning good money and had my qualifications already as a Master Technician for†‬Vauxhall,†‬the English subsidiary of GM,†‬and had been earning since sixteen while my older sister was still being subsidised by the family and had dropped out of her course anyway.
â€"It's all your fault." Mum said.
â€"No ambition you." Dad said.
â€"I found her, I warned you," I protested, "I told you she was doing drugs ages ago." I said, "But you wouldn't listen, you believed her when she denied it, and you wouldn't believe it when she started sleeping around for money."
But nothing had prepared us for the broken shell of a girl that came home with us from Portsmouth and Southsea magistrates court that Wednesday afternoon,†‬fines paid and probation order in place.
All the spark was gone,†‬I think it was the medication to control the withdrawal but she was essentially asleep with her eyes open,†‬monosyllabic,†‬and dirty,†‬she had lost all her dignity,†‬and self respect.
It took ages but the story emerged.
She met a guy,†‬rich,†‬attractive,†‬witty,†‬self assured and she fell for him,†‬hook line and sinker,†‬he was tender considerate and took her out three times before they slept together,†‬and it was good,†‬and to make it better he brought a little something,†‬tablets initially,†‬then when he couldn't get any he produced a syringe.
Sheila rebelled and he gave her an ultimatum,†‬join in or get out of his life,†‬and she chose in.
Within a week he had started asking for cash to pay for her share of the drugs and when he then walked out on her†‬she still needed the buzz,†‬soon the cash ran out she agreed to sleep with the supplier,†‬it was a small step to sleeping with the supplier's friend,†‬then his friend,†‬then one night she was on the streets and there was only one way for her to earn the cash for a fix.
That's when I decided to get even.
I pried the boyfriend's name from her,†‬it seemed his name was Charles,†‬Charles Fortescue-Pharm,†‬son of Giles and a descendant of†‬Mortimer Pharm who fought with distinction at Waterloo,†‬on the French side,†‬unfortunately.
He was a third year student,†‬like Sheila,†‬and as far as I could see still studying at Greys College.
I took a weeks leave,†‬five days free from changing coil springs and cleaning EGR valves and booked into a motel in town.†‬I tracked Fortescue-Pharm down within minutes and that's when I made a fundamental error.†‬You see I thought that bastard cared.
I made enquiries and it seemed he too had a sister,†‬Lucinda,†‬a first year student,†‬and the plan sort of exploded inside my head,†‬why not do the same to her,†‬make him suffer seeing her brought down.
It seemed a wonderful idea at the time,†‬ok,†‬I didn't know any drug dealers but you could hardly go in a pub without being offered gear,†‬and it just remained to track her down.
It was easy,†‬Student union,†‬I left a message,†"‬Can you ring me regarding your brother and my sister�"
She rang and we met at the Student Union bar,†‬She swept in with all the self assurance that a private education endows,†"‬You wanted to see me�" ‬she demanded.
â€"Are you Lucinda?" I asked.
â€"Of course I'm bloody Lucinda." she snapped.
She wore a black horse riding jacket,†‬white shirt and those thick tight white cream trousers and long black boots,†‬her dark brown hair swept into a bun,†‬and her deep brown eyes seemed to bore right through me.
â€"It's about Sheila" I continued.
â€"Sheila, the whore he tried to help?" she enquired haughtily, "I'm sorry but the gravy train has been cancelled," she explained, "Mummy put her foot down."
"Sheila was studying Sociology when she met Charles,†‬two months later she was doing heroin and fined for prostitution.â€" ‬I explained.
â€"Stupid bitch, I'm sorry but if your sister can't handle life don't try to blame Charles and more important," she added, "Leave me out of it!"
I just stared at her as she left.
I stood out like a sore thumb at the Campus so I disguised myself,†‬I just wore my coveralls,†complete with the ‬Masterfit logo,†‬I hired a new Vectra and no one took any notice of me,†‬assuming correctly I was some sort of mechanic,†‬and assuming, wrongly, that I had business there.
It was the Friday evening,†‬there was a gig at the Student union,†‬I managed to get a ticket and spent two hours in excruciating boredom watching a load of hopeless talent-less no hopers making a noise.
But I spotted Lucinda and kept close,†‬and then when she was invited to a party afterwards I tagged along,†‬you know its amazing how long you can nurse a glass of ginger ale for,†g‬inger ale pint of beer,†‬tip beer down Lavatory,†‬tip ginger ale in beer glass,†‬don't drink any,†‬works a treat.
I watched Lucinda get drunk and then when the time was right I went to the car,†‬changed my shirt and jacket and went back in,†"‬Taxi for Miss Fortescue-Pharm.â€"
"Whatâ€?" ‬she asked,†"‬That's meâ€"
"Mr Charles,†‬your brother I believe sent me," O lied, "I am to take you home something about your mother�"
"Yes,†‬I'll come now.â€" ‬she said failing to recognise me.
She sat in back,†‬I wondered if she was drunk enough,†‬yet,†‬she wasn't.†"‬Take a left it's a short cut,â€" ‬she insisted,†‬not to my hotel it wasn't,†‬but she navigated us to her parents sprawling Manor house.
It was all in darkness,†"‬You can come with me in case there are burglars,â€" ‬she ordered,†‬as she unlocked a side door,†‬I locked the car and followed.
â€"That's funny there's no one home." she said, "Daddy never turns in before two in the morning."
"Oh,â€" ‬I said conversationally.
â€"Did you?" she started to say but I grasped her wrist very firmly and forced it up her back
"Yes.â€" ‬I said, â€"‬Now where is the drinks cabinetâ€?"
"Rape.â€" ‬her voice echoed hollowly around the empty house,†"‬Rapeâ€!" she said desperately when n‬o one cameâ€, "Oh fucking hell where is everybody," she demanded.‬.
â€"Drinks?" I queried.
â€"Get stuffed, oh gosh you're the one with the sister." she realised suddenly.
â€"That's me," I agreed, "But you are not quite tipsy enough for what I have in mind."
â€"All right don't hurt me!" she wailed and she reluctantly led me to the sitting room, the drinks trolley beside the sideboard there groaned with bottles of wines and spirits and I released her arm and gripped her waist so she could pour herself something long and alcoholic.
â€"I want you nice and drunk." I said.
â€"You and me both, I want to be comatose before you touch me." she agreed, and she started to drain the tall straight sided glass of a half litre or so of mixed spirits.
She mellowed nicely,†‬I took her shoes off first,†‬I left one on the drinks trolley and one in the passage way together with her smart white jacket,†‬her red skirt we left ion the stairs together with her left stocking,†‬the other stocking we left on the landing and her panties and Tee shirt on the bedroom floor,†‬while she looked deliciously trashy in her suspenders and bra.
It was a bonus using her parents room,†‬she wasn't taking much notice by this stage,†‬I threw back the old fashioned covers and set her down,†‬her pubes tasted of piss,†‬so I stopped tonguing her and used my finger,†‬she moistened nicely,†‬and after pulling her hair pins to release her hair from some strange stylised bun I laid her nicely in the middle of the bed,†‬spread her legs and just took advantage.
She lay pretty much comatose,†‬peering at me in confusion,†‬but my god did she feel good,†‬my plan was to fuck her and leave her but this was grade A pussy,†‬so tight yet so slippery,†‬I decided I wanted her naked so the bra and suspenders went,†‬then I wanted to feel her body properly so I stripped down and then it was back to business,†‬fucking her in that great big soft bed,†‬her tits felt just right against my chest,†‬the neck of her cervix just touched my penis at THE END
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