Andrea and Gillian. Part 4 - by Tafod Arian, (MFf, Ff, 
NC, Humil, Spanking)
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This story is dedicated to Melanie - she knows why.

I returned to the valley from Switzerland at about one 
o'clock in the morning after having been away for about 
five days (See 'Andrea and Gillian Part's 1-3). The 
waning moon threw it's cold light over the mountains as 
I parked my car outside my cottage and stood for a 
moment looking down the valley towards the sea. I could 
see the dim glow from the lights of Caernarfon on the 
horizon. The night was clear and cold and the stars 
were shining brightly like jewels. I looked up at Orion 
and the stars of the hunter's belt led my eyes down to 
Sirius, glinting like a sparkling diamond over the 
shoulder of the great dark bulk of Pen yr Oleu Wen. 
Although the night was cold I had had a fast drive 
through the night from the airport in Manchester in a 
hot car and I relished the freshness and chill of the 
Welsh mountain air. The night was silent apart from the 
sound of water tumbling over the stones as it flowed 
down the valley from Llyn Ogwen to the sea.

I looked over the dark valley. There were few trees and 
the only movement was from the occasional indistinct 
white bulk of a timid but inquisitive sheep nosing 
around the edge of the hillside by my fence. I looked 
at the dark house next door. It looked completely 
lifeless and yet I knew better than anyone what 
potentialities it held. I had already experienced some 
of them and as I now had just one full day to enjoy 
myself with my pretty pair of sluts and then after that 
one full day's climbing before I had to leave for the 
States to attend to unfinished business there (See 'A 
Week in London'). On the way to the States I intended 
to stop in London to tie up some loose ends there also 
(See 'Derek and Susan'). I took a last look around the 
cold beauty of my native valley and went into my 
cottage where, after a hot drink and a shower to ease 
the aches of the journey, I fell into a dreamless 
sleep. 

When I awoke it was still almost dark. I arose, 
showered and had coffee but no breakfast, that would be 
provided for me. I dressed as usual when I had some 
entertainment in mind,  polo-necked silk shirt and 
loose trousers with no underwear. I put on my boots and 
anorak and, taking a powerful pair of binoculars, I 
left the cottage and went for my usual long morning 
walk up the shoulder of the mountain taking in the damp 
cool freshness of the morning. The sun was rising 
although the floor of the valley was in darkness still 
and the shafts of early light threw the marble veins on 
the harsh upper slopes of Pen yr Oleu Wen into rosy 
prominence. The air was filled with the sound of 
rushing water and the noise of sheep. I climbed for 
about three hundred feet until I was pleasantly tired 
and then began to descend. I came to the very special 
place in the dry stone wall which had been formed over 
years into a kind of a seat - Y Gadair o'r Bardd, the 
Poet's Seat. Legend had it that a local bard used to 
write poetry here many years ago until one morning just 
about this time of year he was found by a shepherd 
lifeless in the seat, his pen still in his hand and his 
notebook on his knee. I always made a point of resting 
in his seat. It gave me a good view of the valley 
below, and particularly of the small house next to my 
cottage.

Time was getting on and I could now see signs of life. 
The curtains were drawn back and I could see glimpses 
of Andrea and Gillian as they prepared for the day. I 
watched them for a while until the sun rose over the 
bulk of the mountain ridge and then I strolled back 
down the hill enjoying the fresh morning air and went 
into my cottage to make some calls. I finished my 
business and at about seven thirty I left my cottage 
and went to the house next door entering the kitchen 
quietly, as usual, without knocking. I stood just 
inside the kitchen door. Andrea was standing at the 
sink with her back to me and had not heard me. I could 
hear Gillian upstairs. I walked quietly over to Andrea 
as she was washing up and, putting my arms round her 
under her armpits I gently but firmly cupped her 
breasts. She saw my reflection in the window, gave a 
gasp of horror and stood rigid in my arms.

"Hello, Andrea darling," I said quietly, my mouth close 
to the soft blonde whispy strands covering her ear, 
"I'm back again. Are you pleased to see me?" She did 
not answer but her body was tense with anxiety. I 
laughed softly and began to fondle the big soft breasts 
in my cupped hands through the thin material of her 
dress and bra. I pressed my prick against the full 
globes of her soft arse and began to feel myself 
becoming erect. She was standing rigid with fear and I 
knew that she was remembering the events of the last 
afternoon and evening I had spent in her house before I 
went to Switzerland. She was too tense and afraid at 
the moment to provide any real sport and I began to 
wonder if I had her in such a state that she was so 
completely cowed that there was no more real 
entertainment to be had with her. Of course I could 
always continue to entertain myself with Gillian. 
Andrea had no real idea of the degradation and shame 
that they could both still undergo. She thought that on 
the evening before I left for Switzerland she had been 
as humiliated in front of her pretty young daughter as 
was possible. After all, she had had to submit to 
watching me fondling her daughter and to being fucked 
with her daughter lying beside us. I could see in her 
wide eyes the questions,

"How much worse can things really get? When is this man 
going to leave me alone?"

The answers were simple. It was going to get an awful 
lot worse, much worse than she could never imagine and 
I would only leave her alone when the family ceased to 
amuse me. I gave her big plump tits a last squeeze and 
walked over to the table sitting down on a plain chair 
and watching her as she fearfully turned to look at me. 
She was wearing a short yellow dress rather low-cut 
about three inches above her plump knees and sheer 
black stockings. I wondered if she had dared to put on 
any panties. I already knew from fondling her tits that 
she was wearing a flimsy bra. Her tits needed the 
support really if the truth be told. Her dress was 
rather pretty, the neckline low enough to show her 
cleavage and thin enough to show the outline of her 
plump sexy legs as she stood back-lit by the light from 
the window. She did not appear to be wearing a slip and 
was barefoot. She had put up her long blonde hair 
emphasising the lovely column of her slender neck.

"Go and put on your shoes," I ordered quietly. She 
didn't hesitate but went into the living room and came 
back almost immediately in five-inch high stiletto 
heels on which she balanced precariously. "In future," 
I said, "you will wear those in the house at all times 
unless I tell you that you can take them off. If I ever 
find you without them again I'll thrash your fat arse. 
Do you understand?" She nodded fearfully and stood 
looking at me. She was trembling gently and I knew that 
she was apprehensive about what might happen when 
Gillian came downstairs Just then we heard Gillian on 
the stairs and Andrea looked nervously at me. 

Gillian came in the door and stopped short when she saw 
me sitting at the table. She went rather pale. She was 
dressed for school as usual in a in a short pleated 
grey skirt with dark tights and a white blouse, 
unbuttoned at the neck with just one button unfastened. 
Her blouse which was sufficiently thin for me to see 
that she was wearing a bra, the lacy cups of which 
showed tantalisingly as her young breasts thrust 
against the front of the cotton blouse which formed 
part of her school uniform. As usual, her long blonde 
hair was caught in a pony-tail.

I motioned to Gillian and she crossed the kitchen to 
stand beside me as I sat by the table. Looking into her 
mother's wide anxious eyes I put my hand on the inside 
of Gillian's leg just above the knee and  just below 
the hem of her short skirt. She was standing with her 
legs slightly apart so I did not have to adjust her 
position. I let Gillian stand with her legs spread 
while I ran my hand up the inside of her plump youthful 
thigh until my thumb brushed the edge of her panties 
which I could feel through her thin tights. I moved my 
hand slightly higher, cupping the warm flesh of her 
thigh through the thin nylon of her tights until my 
knuckle brushed against the fleshy lips of her cunt 
which I could feel through her thin tights and panties. 
I heard her gasp and I began to gently rub my knuckle 
against her young cunt, working her up, while I talked 
to her horrified young mother who was watching me, yet 
again, fondling her virgin daughter and not daring to 
intervene. I let her stand for a while watching me 
feeling her daughter and knowing that she was getting 
more and more anxious. Finally, still with my hand up 
Gillian's skirt I pulled her down on to my knee and 
cupped her hot young cunt in my hand. Mother and 
daughter's eyes met and Gillian gave a deep gasp. I 
began to more firmly feel the teenagers cunt through 
her underwear as I looked at her mother.

"Are you wearing panties, Andrea?" I asked casually. If 
possible she went even paler as she nodded. "That is a 
very big mistake as you will shortly discover," I said, 
"I thought that you would have learned your lesson from 
last time but you just don't seem to learn, do you?" 
She looked down at the floor in front of her and stood 
twisting her hands together with anxiety.

"I wonder if I should thrash your fat arse again," I 
mused, looking at her shaking figure.

"Oh God!, please don't," she whispered. I just sat with 
her daughter on my lap casually feeling the teenager's 
hot young cunt while the anxious humiliated mother 
watched helplessly. I slipped my hand from under 
Gillian's skirt, slid it into the opening of her blouse 
and began to fondle her springy young tit through her 
thin bra.

"Take off your panties, Andrea," I said quietly. Her 
daughter and I watched her trying to balance on the 
ridiculously high heels as she slipped the sheer 
panties down her nylon-sheathed legs and held them out 
to me. I ignored her. I slid Gillian to her feet and 
said to her, "Open my trousers and give me a nice wank 
Gillian darling." She looked at her mother still 
forlornly holding out the handful of delicate lacy 
nylon and turned back to me. Her soft hand slid into my 
groin and she gently and carefully pulled my zip down, 
freeing my semi-erect prick. I nodded to her and she 
grasped it in her hand and began to wank me with the 
instinctive skill that she had shown last time. I put 
my hand on the teenager's blonde head and gently pushed 
her down so that she was kneeling beside me as she 
continued her slow delicious wank. I spread my thighs 
and motioned to the floor between them.

"Kneel down between my legs, Andrea," I ordered, "and 
suck me off." It was a measure of my control over the 
plump blonde that she did not hesitate. Manoeuvring 
herself on her high heels, she carefully knelt down 
between my thighs. "Keep your hands by your sides,"  I 
said, "Now, Gillian, feed my prick into your mother's 
mouth and wank me as she sucks me off." I felt Andrea's 
cool breath as she blew gently on the head of my prick. 
She was clearly trying to remember what I had told her 
to do last time. Then she opened her red lips and moved 
her head forward so that her daughter could feed my 
stiff prick into her hot wet mouth. I felt the head of 
my stiff knob enveloped in the soft warmth of her mouth 
and keeping her wide blue eyes fixed on mine she began 
to rhythmically suck me off as her daughter wanked me 
into her mouth. I looked down at the two sexy blondes 
working on my prick and smiled with satisfaction. I 
gently put my hand on Andrea's bobbing blonde head and 
pressed slightly and she immediately got the message, 
beginning to take more of my prick into her mouth with 
each stroke. Gillian instinctively began to wank me 
harder and I made no attempt to delay my ejaculation. 
Quite suddenly I felt a wave of warmth begin in my 
balls and pass up my back and down my legs. 
Simultaneously my prick spasmed and I filled Andrea's 
mouth and throat with jet after jet of hot cum. She 
knew better than not to swallow it all and she kept her 
mouth on my prick with her wide eyes fixed on mine 
until the storm of my ejaculation was over. I nodded to 
her and she let my softening prick slip from between 
her red lips. As it did so a thin stream of white cum 
ran from the corner of her mouth. Incongruously, she 
was still holding her panties which she unconsciously 
used to clean herself up. I let her get up and go and 
clean her teeth. 

Gillian was still kneeling beside me holding my 
softening prick. I took a firm grip on her girlish tit. 
She gasped but I didn't let go and I lifted her from 
her knees to her feet by the tit while she gasped with 
pain. Still holding her tit I stood up, pilled her to 
me and gave a long deep slow luxurious exploring kiss. 
I was still kissing her and squeezing her tit when her 
mother came back into the kitchen . She stopped just 
inside the door and stood watching us. I finished 
kissing Gillian and released her, sitting down again. I 
looked at the two women.

"Gillian, make me some coffee and then it will be time 
for you to go to school." She hastened to obey me as I 
looked at her mother. "Well, Andrea," I said, "you have 
been a bad girl again haven't you? You knew that you 
were not supposed to wear panties if there was any 
chance that I would come round and I find that you have 
disobeyed me. Don't you think hat you deserve a 
thrashing?"

"God! No, please," she whispered, her face going even 
paler. I knew that she was remembering the severe 
thrashing she had had a week ago. I would not be 
surprised if her arse were still marked and sore.

"Well, would you like a different punishment?" I asked.

"Yes, yes," she said, "anything else please, just don't 
hit me on my bottom again, I couldn't stand it." I 
thought for a moment as Gillian brought me my coffee. 
To entertain myself while I talked to the mother I 
pulled her daughter on to my knee and slipped my hand 
inside her blouse and fondled her tit through her bra. 
I had decided what to do.

"Strip to your stockings and suspender belt, Andrea," I 
ordered. The now completely compliant blonde slipped 
her dress off and put it on a chair then she unsnapped 
her bra and stood before us virtually naked. I looked 
at her leisurely as I continued to feel her pretty 
daughter. She was an incredibly erotic sight as she 
stood balanced on her high heels naked in front of  us 
apart from a lacy black suspender belt supporting sheer 
black stockings. Her plump breasts were, perhaps, 
beginning to sag a little but she was no less 
attractive for that. I looked at her cunt. I could see 
the virtually closed groove surmounted by soft fleecy 
blond pubic hair covering her prominent pubic mound.

"Right Andrea," I said, "this is your punishment. You 
will stay dressed exactly as you are for the rest of 
the day. Keep your shoes on and don't put anything else 
on. In addition, by the time I come tonight you are to 
have shaved your cunt completely. I want to see it as 
bare as a baby's and if it isn't you will get a sound 
thrashing." She looked absolutely appalled. I let her 
stand there and think about it as I continued to feel 
her daughter. I tilted Gillian's face towards me and 
began to deeply kiss her again as I played with her 
springy teenage tit. After a while I took my lips from 
her daughter's and looked at Andrea.

"I'll stay naked," she promised, "but please don't make 
me shave myself. It is just too, too humiliating."

"Just do it!" I said simply. She looked crushed and 
nodded compliantly. "What are your plans for this 
evening Gillian?" I asked. She looked at her mother.

"I was going to go to the Youth Club and I'd be back 
about eight thirty," she said in her high girlish 
treble.

"That's fine," I said, "I am going climbing this 
afternoon and then your mother is going to make me 
dinner, aren't you Andrea?" The naked blonde nodded. 
"When you come home from the Youth Club Gillian, I'll 
be in the bedroom fucking your mother. Get changed into 
the nice nightdress that you were wearing last week and 
come in and join us. Do you understand?" The teenager 
nodded and just then we heard the sound of the school 
bus drawing up outside the small house. I gave her tit 
a last squeeze and pushed her to her feet. "Off you 
go," I said, "I'll see you tonight." She went out, 
giving her naked mother an unreadable look as they 
passed.

I finished my coffee and looked at Andrea. She looked 
back at me uncertain of my mood or what I was going to 
do next. She certainly had an idea what I was capable 
of! 

"Go and stand by the sink looking out of the window 
with your back to me," I ordered. The naked blonde 
tottered across the kitchen on her high heels and stood 
as I commanded. I moved behind her and ran my hand over 
her arse. She shuddered and I gave her arse-cheek a 
shark slap. The sound echoed like a pistol shot through 
the small kitchen. She gave a gasp and jumped and I saw 
the creases in her flesh as she reflexly clenched her 
buttocks. The red mark of my hand stood out plainly 
against her white skin. To amuse myself I began to 
fairly gently but firmly spank her, first on one cheek 
and then on the other, gradually reddening them. She 
gasped with each slap and began to gently sob although 
I knew that it was mainly from the fear of what might 
happen rather than from any real pain. She clearly 
remembered the thrashing that I had given her last week 
very vividly. I was only really amusing myself but the 
spanking served the purpose of getting me hard again.

"Reach behind you and toss me off, Andrea," I said. She 
hurried to do as I commanded and I enjoyed her 
practised hand as she wanked me. She was really very 
good at it. "I feel like a nice fuck before I go out," 
I said, "put your hands on the side of the sink and 
bend over, spreading your thighs." The naked blonde 
arranged herself into the humiliating position that I 
had specified and I reached between her spread thighs 
and felt her cunt. In spite of herself she had been 
turned on by some of the things that had happened. I 
suspected that it may have even been the spanking once 
she realised that it was not really going to hurt. I 
began to feel her moist cunt gradually become wetter 
under my fingers as she wanked me.

"Right, Andrea," I said deliberately harshly, "stick 
your fat arse out." I felt the plump cheeks of her 
bottom against my stomach and I bent my knees slightly 
and guided my stiff prick straight up her moist cunt 
until, with one movement, I was buried in her to the 
balls. "Keep hold of the edge of the sink and move with 
me," I ordered as I began to slowly fuck her. I reached 
round under her armpits and began to fairly roughly 
squeeze and fondle her plump swinging tits. I gently 
tortured the nipples to bullet-hardness between my 
thumbs and forefingers. I held her by the tits pulling 
her back against me as I began to fuck her harder. I 
heard her gasping breathing becoming deeper and more 
ragged and, despite herself, she was now moving more 
rhythmically with me as I directed her by pressure on 
her tits. Again I did not try to prolong things as I 
had plenty to do that day. I felt the ejaculation start 
and I shot spurt after spurt of hot cum up into 
Andrea's womb. I heard her gasp as she came in spite of 
her anxiety. It was not a powerful orgasm but I had 
felt the velvet wave of her climax as the walls of her 
cunt gripped my prick. I gave her tits a last rough 
squeeze and withdrew from the shaking blonde. The smell 
of sex mingled with female sweat filled the kitchen. As 
she held herself up against the sink I could see rivers 
of white cum running down her inner thighs to her 
stocking tops. I zipped up my trousers and looked at 
her.

"You can have a bath but be sure to dress exactly as I 
have told you. I shall be out climbing today but I'll 
be here for dinner about five thirty," I said, "then we 
will have a couple of hours until Gillian comes home. 
See that you have done everything I told you and that 
you have a nice dinner ready or you will be really 
sorry." I zipped my trousers, looked once at the 
trembling naked blonde I had just fucked and left her 
kitchen to return to my cottage to prepare for a day on 
the hills.

I put on my mountain gear and boots. I did not need my 
ropes as I intended to free-climb. I wanted to check 
out a climb that I thought that Julia (see 'A Week in 
London')  would be able to cope with when I next 
brought her to Wales. I packed a light lunch in a small 
ruck-sack and drove to the cottage at the head of the 
pass which was the traditional collecting point for 
climbers. As it was quite late now not many people were 
about, most having already left for the hills. I 
climbed over the stile and quickly walked the two miles 
along the rough track into Cwm Idwal. I passed round 
the east end of Llyn Idwal and followed the steep path 
along the side of the lake to the granite mass of the 
Idwal slabs on the sheer north face of the Glyder 
ridge. The rocks towered over me and some climbers were 
already on the face. Luckily no-one was on the route 
that I intended to lead Julia up in the near future. It 
was a fairly simple 'beginners' climb and I went up 
without difficulty, free climbing for three hundred 
feet before I got to the top of the great slab. 
Normally I would have abseiled down but I had something 
much more interesting in mind today.

I climbed another hundred and fifty feet up the steep 
rock-strewn slope until it suddenly levelled out into a 
small deep narrow dark mysterious cwm. This was the 
Nameless Cwm. Very few climbers ever came here. I sat 
in the mouth of the Nameless Cwm and had a light lunch 
looking about five hundred feet down into the sombre 
depths of Cwm Idwal with it's dark brooding lake. 
Finishing my lunch, I packed my ruck-sack and went up 
the narrow funnel of the cwm to the great rock wall of 
the Glyder North Face at the end. From here it was a 
steep but not difficult climb of two hundred feet which 
bought me to the crest of the Glyder ridge close to the 
shattered rocks of Castell y Gwynt, The Castle of the 
Winds. I thought that Julia would be able to manage 
this. I turned west and scaled the summit of Glyder 
Fawr before going down the steep north ridge to the top 
of the great crack of the Devil's Kitchen. I went down 
the Kitchen back into Cwm Idwal and back to the 
climber's cottage and my car. The whole climb had 
lasted five hours. I would allow seven for Julia and it 
would take the whole day. I was very satisfied with the 
plan.

It was now about two-thirty and I drove down the pass 
past my cottage and Andrea's small house into 
Caernarfon to see to a few business matters, returning 
at about five o'clock. I had about three and a half 
hours to amuse myself with Andrea before Gillian came 
home. I showered and changed into my usual uniform of  
loose trousers with no underwear and a silk polo-necked 
sweater. I wore loose sandals with no socks.

I went next door and quietly entered the kitchen. 
Andrea had taken a lot of trouble with the dinner. The 
table was nicely laid and there was a bottle of white 
wine cooling in a wine-chiller. I could smell the aroma 
of salmon steaks gently grilling and she had made a 
crisp green salad. All-in-all a splendid nourishing 
light dinner which would leave me in good form for the 
evening's entertainment. I looked at Andrea. She was 
dressed as I had left her earlier in the day, in a lacy 
black suspender belt supporting sheer black silk 
stockings and balanced precariously on five-inch 
stiletto heels. The high heels had the effect of making 
her arse stick out rather deliciously.

Spread your thighs, Andrea," I ordered, and as she did 
so the plump lips of her shaved cunt were thrown into 
sharp relief. As she parted her thighs the groove of 
her cunt opened slightly and the pink inner lips were 
evident. I looked at the anxious blonde.

"Because you were a bad girl earlier today," I said 
conversationally, "you are not getting any dinner. It 
will be your job to serve me and to entertain me while 
I eat. Do you understand?" She nodded quickly. She 
quickly served me my dinner and poured my wine. I 
pointed to the floor. "Get down in the position I 
showed you," I ordered. Andrea went down on her knees, 
put her hands behind her back and, with her head held 
erect on her long slender lovely neck, looked into my 
eyes. In this position her prominent breasts stuck out 
beautifully and as she separated her plump thighs 
widely the groove of her naked cunt gaped open, 
displaying the inner lips and the hard little button of 
her clitoris protruding slightly at the top of the 
crack. I sat and enjoyed my dinner as I watched her. 

"Now, Andrea," I said to the totally submissive blonde, 
"I want you to play with yourself until you come. If 
you have not come by the time I have finished my dinner 
and my wine, I will take my belt to your fat arse. Now, 
get on with it." She looked at me wordlessly and one 
hand went to the open crack of her cunt and the other 
began to fondle a bare erect nipple. She began to play 
with her cunt, slipping first one finger and then two 
inside herself and running her fingers repeatedly 
gently but insistently from the soft smooth skin of her 
perineum at the back of the crack of her cunt along the 
groove of her cuntal opening riding gently on the soft 
inner lips until she flicked the hard bud of her 
pouting clitoris. Each time she did this she gave a 
small gasp and I saw her grip her nipple between thumb 
and forefinger. She began to lose control of her 
breathing and her head began to move rhythmically in 
time with her sawing finger. Her hair swung forward 
like a curtain, moving as she swung her head from side 
to side, lost in the sensation, She was a stunning 
site. A totally submissive blonde who had completely 
lost control of herself, at my feet with her thighs 
spread masturbating frantically. She came with a gasp 
and a shudder that racked her whole body. I could see 
the sheen of perspiration on her shoulders and 
forehead. She knelt before me panting, trying to bring 
her breathing under control. I finished my dinner and 
looked down at her.

I stood up and walked over to the kneeling blonde and 
reached down and grasped her prominent erect nipple 
between forefinger and thumb. I raised her to her feet 
by pulling upwards on her nipple. She gasped a little 
and struggled to her feet to try to relieve the tension 
I was putting on her breast. There was just under an 
hour until Gillian came home, just enough time for what 
I had in mind. I led the frightened blonde upstairs by 
the breast, drawing her after me like a bitch on a 
lead. She was stumbling a little as she tried to keep 
up with me balanced on her high heels.

When we reached the bedroom I stood beside the bed and 
looked at Andrea. She looked back at me and then 
dropped her eyes, a gentle trembling of her whole body 
making her plump tits quiver deliciously.

"Undress me," I said quietly. Andrea pulled my sweater 
over my head as gently as she dared and then unfastened 
my trousers and drew them slowly down my legs, gasping 
as my half-erect prick became visible. I stepped out of 
my trousers and lay on the clean neat bed. I patted the 
bedclothes and Andrea lay down alongside me.

"Would you like to know what is going to happen 
tonight, Andrea?" I asked her. Her big blue eyes filled 
with tears.

"Please don't hurt us," she begged. I laughed and 
nodded downwards. The compliant blonde immediately took 
hold of my thick shaft and began to toss me off. I 
could forgive her a lot because she really was an 
expert wanker. I drew her towards me and began to kiss 
her, enjoying the clean softness of her mouth. As she 
lay in my arms wanking me and submitting to my caresses 
I slid my hand between her thighs on to her bare cunt 
and began to work her up a little. She gasped as I 
fondled her cunt and  gasped even more loudly when I 
slipped a finger inside and began to gently finger-fuck 
her, flicking the hard bud of her clitoris from time to 
time. Having moistened my finger in her cunt I gently 
slid it back along her soft perineum straight up her 
clinging arsehole. She gasped. I held her in my arms 
and carried on kissing her as I thoroughly finger-
fucked her moist clinging arse. She blushed deeply as 
she clearly  felt that this was a very shameful thing 
that I was doing to her. I carried on playing with the 
body of my submissive partner and enjoying her wanking 
me until we heard the kitchen door open downstairs. We 
heard Gillian go to her bedroom and I knew that she 
would be too afraid not to carry out my orders exactly. 
I put my mouth to Andrea's ear and whispered,

"I told Gillian that I would be fucking you when she 
came in. When she knocks at the door you can tell her 
to come in." I took my finger from Andrea's arse and 
lifted her thigh so that it was over mine, then pulling 
her towards me, I slid my stiff eight inches up her in 
one smooth movement until I was buried in her to the 
balls. I slid my moist finger back up her greasy tight 
little bottom. She bit her bottom lip and gasped, still 
blushing from my fingering of her bottom as I began to 
gently fuck her. It was clear that when I was gentle 
with her, in spite of her uncertainty and anxiety, 
Andrea enjoyed sex. She almost immediately began to 
move with me in the rhythm of a deep slow satisfying 
fuck. "Do you like this, darling?" I whispered into her 
ear. Her cheeks flamed as she confessed,

"I like it when you are being nice to me, but you can 
be so cruel. I am frightened about what you are going 
to do to Gillian." I laughed softly and kissed her ear. 
I slipped my finger from her arsehole and put my hands 
round her clasping her rounded buttocks in my hands and 
pulling her hard on to my prick. Just then we heard a 
gentle knock at the door. I looked significantly at 
Andrea. "Come in, darling," she called hesitantly. I 
pulled her closer and began to kiss her as I pulled her 
on to my stiff prick which was buried deep in her sexy 
belly. I looked over the body of the young mother that 
I was busy fucking to her shy daughter standing just 
inside the bedroom door watching in fascination. I 
began to fuck Andrea with more purpose making sure that 
my prick rubbed her hard little clitoris at each 
stroke. She began, in spite of the presence of her 
wondering watching daughter, to move with more purpose 
in my arms. I heard the gasping of her breath becoming 
mixed with little squeals on each exhalation of air. I 
felt the muscles of her velvet cunt becoming more moist 
and clinging and I could sense the waves of orgasm as 
they passed through her body. She came on my thick 
stiff prick with a final squeal and a gasp and lay 
trembling and sweating in my arms. I had not come as I 
was saving myself for later!

I looked across at Gillian. She had followed my 
instructions exactly. She had left her blonde hair 
loose and flowing was wearing the same sheer  black 
nylon nightdress which she had worn last time I saw her 
ready for bed. It reached the level of her hips an the 
close-fitting bosom clung tightly to her proud firm 
young breasts. The neckline was very low and showed the 
start of her cleavage. The nightdress was very simple 
with no lace or other decoration but it was stunningly 
effective on Gillian's firm young body. The glamorous 
night-gown was complemented by a pair of very tight 
high-cut panties which outlined and clearly defined the 
firm plump lips of her young cunt. I could even see the 
soft fleece on her pubic mound through the thin 
material. I remembered the delightful view from the 
last time I had seen her so attired. I lay stuck hard 
up the cunt of her gasping mother as I smiled across at 
Gillian.

"I have just fucked your beautiful mother, Gillian," I 
said, "would you like me to do the same for you?" 
Andrea gasped and I felt the velvet walls of her 
yielding cunt grasp at my softening prick.

"You mustn't!" she whispered in horror. I withdrew from 
the sweating Andrea and lay on my back with a small 
pillow tucked under my arse.

"Clean up my prick and balls with your sexy little 
tongue," I said to the trembling blonde in my arms, " 
and then give my arsehole a nice licking so that it is 
really clean." She blushed to the roots of her soft 
wavy hair.

"You couldn't be so wicked as to make me do that in 
front of my daughter," she gasped. I laughed and put my 
hand on her blonde head moving her slowly but firmly 
down my body.

"Just get on with it before I decide to spank you 
again," I said quietly. Andrea reluctantly moved her 
blonde head between my legs and I felt her reluctant 
breath on my balls as the young mother began to 
delicately lick my prick and balls with her moist pink 
little tongue. I put my hand on her blonde head and 
moved her firmly against me. She got the message and 
began to kick my balls with more purpose, passing 
backwards with her tongue until she was licking around 
the rim of my arsehole. Her daughter was watching in 
amazement. I held out my hand and then patted the bed 
beside me. The sexy young teenager reluctantly crossed 
the room towards me and lay down with my arm around 
her.

I put my arm round her straight under her armpit 
relishing the smoothness of her skin and the delicate 
feel of her fine underarm hair on my forearm as I began 
to feel her soft springy teenage tit. I tilted her head 
towards me and began to kiss her gently but deeply 
exploring her cool fresh young mouth. Her mother's 
mouth and lips were exciting sensations in my prick and 
balls. I took my lips from those of the teenager and 
said quietly to her mother,

"Start sucking me off Andrea, get me ready to fuck your 
daughter." Mother and daughter both gasped but Andrea 
obediently took my prick in her soft hand and fed it 
between her red lips. She began to wank me into her 
mouth, sucking me off expertly as I went back to 
feeling her teenage daughter and exploring her young 
mouth. My prick was as hard as an iron rod now. Gillian 
was lying in my arms submitting to my kisses and to 
being felt. I gently moved her so that she was lying on 
her back. 
"Take your panties off and spread your legs, Gillian 
darling," I said, taking my lips from hers The 
frightened teenager mutely complied and I put my hand 
between her plump thighs and began to feel her sexy 
young cunt. In spite of her fear she began to get moist 
and I began to gently finger-fuck her using just the 
tips of two fingers. Her cunt began to get very moist 
indeed and she began to pant raggedly. She was a very 
excitable young girl! I wound my fingers in her 
mother's soft blonde hair and gently moved her mouth 
from my prick, which she still held in her hot hand 
arranging her so that she was lying beside us. I moved 
down the bed until I was between her plump childish 
thighs and Gillian looked down at me with anxiety. Her 
mother was gasping with horror as she watched me 
feeling her daughter's cunt but she continued to wank 
me. "Now, Andrea," I said, "You are going to help me 
give your daughter her first fuck". 
"Please don't make me do this" she begged. I just 
looked at her and she paled and gave a soft sob as her 
hand fell from my stiff prick. 
"Take my prick in your hand, Andrea," I ordered, "and 
bring it to Gillian's cunt. Open the lips of her hairy 
little cunt with your other hand so that you can put my 
prick in her." The mother was now so frightened that 
she was completely submissive and under my control and 
clearly would do anything that I ordered her to. She 
hesitatingly put one hand on her daughter' cunt and 
began to spread the outer lips. Gillian bit her lips 
and gasped loudly as her mother grasped my stiff prick 
and slowly pushed the head between her outer lips. 
Gillian gave a loud gasp and screwed her eyes up. "Open 
your eyes and look at me," I snapped. She opened her 
blue eyes and fixed them on mine. I slowly began to 
push my prick into her tight cunt. She gasped and 
shuddered but kept her eyes on mine. It was hard going. 
I don't think that a prick the size of mine would have 
gone into her tight little channel without tearing her 
if I hadn't stretched and moistened her with a decent 
finger-fuck so recently. I was now about an inch up her 
and I stopped pushing and started to very gently fuck 
her fresh young cunt with the end of my tool. It felt 
great and her channel was slowly becoming more relaxed 
in spite of her terror. 
"Do you like that Gillian?" I asked. She shook her head 
in mute fear. Her face was red with shame and she was 
trembling. I pressed a little harder and slid a little 
further in. Suddenly I felt resistance. I was in about 
two inches and was at her hymen. She flinched and I 
knew that she had felt it too. I withdrew again and 
started gently fucking her so that the end of my prick 
was touching and stretching her hymen with each stroke. 
I knew that her cunt was becoming more stretched by 
each stroke of my prick. I looked at her horrified 
mother.
"While I am fucking your daughter Andrea," I said, "you 
can be feeling my balls and I'd like a nice kiss." The 
sexy blonde mother immediately began to caress by hairy 
balls and offered her lips. With my stiff prick partly 
up her teenage daughter I began to slowly and deeply 
kiss the young mother as she was feeling my balls.
Gillian was so tight and hot inside that I was already 
beginning to feel a tingle in my balls and I knew that 
this might not last very long. While continuing to kiss 
her sexy mother, I pushed forward once more sliding in 
and continuing to meet resistance at around two inches 
deep. I pushed a little harder against her tight 
virginal barrier. The feeling was so intense for me 
that I couldn't think of anything but how great it 
would feel to be all the way inside of her. I pushed 
Gillian's legs down flat against the bed and climbed 
between her thighs in a traditional missionary position 
moving her mother with me so that I could continue 
kissing her. 
My hard stiff prick was still nibbling at her 
maidenhead, slowly forcing an opening. Her whole body 
squirmed and trembled, as my invading organ kept 
pushing and pushing. And then, with one hard shove I 
penetrated her more deeply. She gave a sharp yelp and 
her eyes widened as she desperately tried to throw me 
off but I just pushed her back into the bed and thrust 
harder. I forced my way deeper inside her squirming 
hips, pushing past her torn and ruined hymen. She 
gasped loudly as I drove my prick harder up her. With 
my left hand I seized her by the hair tightly twisting 
her soft loose hair in my hand, now wet with the sweat 
of fear, to keep her still, my weight pressing down on 
her. With the other hand I began  to firmly fondle her 
right tit as I continued to kiss her gasping, horrified 
mother. I decided that I needed to concentrate on 
Gillian and I took my lips from Andrea's and looked 
deeply into Gillian's clouded frightened eyes.

"Carry on feeling my balls while I finish fucking your 
daughter," I ordered the young mother who submissively 
complied.

Despite her fear and pain, Gillian's nipple was erect 
under my fingers as I felt her through the thin 
material of her nightdress. Inch by inch I forced my 
way into her no-longer virgin body, gradually impaling 
her on my stiff prick. She struggled as I slowly 
entered her. In a couple more seconds my cock had 
completely disappeared between her plump childish 
thighs up to my balls. She was tight, but still I was 
able to get the whole thing in. I now had the beautiful 
teenager, lying flat on her back, her thighs splayed 
wide apart, impaled on my large cock as her cowed young 
mother fondled my big hairy balls as they lay against 
her daughter's violated young cunt. Although Gillian 
was so tight I could move in her. I began to slowly 
fuck her, moving my prick out about four inches and 
pressing hard into her until the end of my prick rubbed 
against her cervix. She was sobbing and her whole body 
was shaking. I could smell the terrified girl-smell of 
a deflowered virgin coming off her heated body. The 
smell of the sweat from her armpits was strong in my 
nose and the whole room seemed to be filled with the 
scent of cunt. I carried on fucking her, slowly 
lengthening my stroke until she was getting six inches 
and at the end of each push I could feel her cervix 
rubbing my knob-head. I began to fuck her a little 
harder, but still just using about six inches. She 
gasped and her hips began to move. I pulled my prick 
right back so that the tip was just inside her outer 
lips. I looked down and saw my prick and the bed-spread 
stained with her virgin blood. I rammed my prick deep 
in her to her cervix and felt my balls nestle against 
her soft arse. Her hips jerked spasmodically.

I began to fuck her harder, pressing her arse deeper 
into the bed and giving her a full eight inches. Her 
eyes were screwed up and she was biting her lip. I kept 
pressing deeper and deeper, my knobhead brushing her 
cervix with each stroke. She was sobbing convulsively. 
I could feel the pressure beginning to build up in my 
balls and my knob hardened even more as the spasm 
began. I withdrew to the opening of her violated young 
cunt and, and with the spurts of cum with beginning to 
flood her from my rigid tool I pushed my prick deep up 
her and spewed my potent sperm against her cervix and 
straight into her womb. I lay on her with my prick 
buried to the balls in her and I could feel her 
horrified gasping breathing. Her damp hair was soft on 
my cheek and the smell of girl-sweat from her armpits 
and forehead was stronger. 

"Just lie quiet for a while, Gillian darling" I said 
feeling my prick becoming softer in her cunt. "Now,"  I 
whispered into her ear, "give me a nice kiss". She 
shuddered and her whole body began to tremble. After 
one or two wordless noises she licked her smeared lips 
and offered them to mine. I began a slow luxurious deep 
kiss lying on the fucked teenager with one hand buried 
in her hair and the other squeezing her plump tit, the 
nipple of which I could feel hard and erect against my 
palm and my softening prick deeply buried in her 
violated cunt. I just let her lie there and took my 
time exploring her mouth and fondling her springy tit. 
I could feel her sweaty thighs splayed under me 
sticking to mine as I moved slightly relishing the 
feeling of her mother's cool hand on my balls.

With the sensations of her girlish mouth and her 
mother's cool fondling of my balls it was not long 
before I could feel my prick hardening in her cunt so I 
began to move slowly in her,  just an inch or so. She 
was moist and easy now as her cunt was lubricated by my 
cum. 

"No, please," she whimpered,  "not again". I smiled and 
moved my right hand under her thigh so that I 
approached her arse. Looking into her shocked eyes I 
pushed the middle finger of my right hand straight into 
her still virgin hole. She gasped loudly. I pushed my 
finger deep up her hole and started to finger fuck her 
arse deeply and slowly while my prick gently fucked 
deep into her cunt. She gave a loud sob and blushed 
with shame. I began to fuck her cunt more deeply, 
giving her all eight inches and pushing my prick into 
her to the balls, feeling her cervix caressing the end 
of my knob. I continued finger-fucking her arse hole as 
deeply as I could and I could feel the sweat and mucus 
from her fevered hole lubricating my invading hand and 
her girlish buttocks clenched against my fingers.

The fingers of my left hand were still twisted in her 
hair. She looked into my eyes and with my hand buried 
in her arse I increased the depth and force of the 
movement of my prick. I continued to give her the full 
eight inches deep into her cunt so that my balls 
slammed against her arse as the end of my knob battered 
her cervix. I could feel the slime and blood around my 
prick and her cunt felt looser as her knees splayed 
helplessly. I looked down at her and her plump tits 
were bouncing on her chest with each thrust. She sobbed 
helplessly. She was so tense and afraid that I knew 
that she would not be able to come so I didn't wait for 
her. I kept on fucking her hard with my hand up her 
arse until I began to feel the familiar tingle in my 
balls and the increasing tension in my prick. I leaned 
down and pressed my lips against her reluctant little 
mouth which I immediately invaded with my tongue. I 
gave her a rough kiss as, with my finger deep up her 
arse, I began to flood her womb with another lot of hot 
cum. She sobbed helplessly against my mouth and I lay 
on her with my finger deeply buried up her arse while I 
sucked on her tongue and let the remains of my 
ejaculation flow into her receptive womb. I just lay 
there, sucking on her tongue, enjoying the smell of her 
sweat, while I got my breath back and let the remainder 
of my cum leak into her cunt. I could feel my prick 
becoming softer and I knew that I would need a rest.

I reached down and gently moved Andrea's finger from my 
balls and rolled off her daughter who lay too shocked 
to move, her thighs lying splayed wide apart. I was 
lying with Gillian between her mother and me. Andrea 
looked fearfully at me across her daughter's exhausted 
sweaty young body. The smell of cum filled the room and 
it was trickling from Gillian's opened young cunt on to 
the sheets. I looked back at her.

"Gillian must be very uncomfortable Andrea," I said, 
"wouldn't it be thoughtful if you went down and cleaned 
up her cunt with your hot little tongue." She looked at 
me in horror.

"Please," she begged, " I just can't. I couldn't do 
that to my own daughter. Please don't make me."

"Oh, I think you can, Andrea," I smiled cruelly, "let 
me put it this way. If you are not down licking 
Gillian's cunt in ten seconds I'll thrash your fat 
bottom with my belt and then I'll do the same to her." 
The blonde quickly moved down the bed and positioned 
herself between her daughter's spread thighs. She was 
too frightened to resist and without further hesitation 
put her soft red lips to her daughter's wet cunt. She 
began to lick all round Gillian's cunt as I lay and 
watched her. I began to feel Gillian's tits through the 
thin night-dress now wet with her perspiration and I 
could feel her firm young bosom begin to heave against 
my hand as her fevered body began to respond 
involuntarily to her mother's reluctant caresses. I 
heard her breathing becoming more ragged as her mother 
worked her up and, despite herself Andrea was beginning 
to pant with the forbidden guilty excitement of sucking 
off her own daughter. I felt a shudder go through 
Gillian's body as she came. I was still recovering from 
my exertions with Gillian and I decided that a little 
tableau would be just what I needed. I looked down at 
Andrea.

"Leave Gillian lying on her back, Andrea," I ordered, 
"and come up here." With some relief Andrea took her 
lips from her daughter's wet excited cunt and moved up 
the bed. Gillian was lying on her back with her relaxed 
thighs splayed apart. "Pull your heels up to your arse 
and spread your thighs, Gillian," I commanded, and her 
thighs obediently spread showing me the pink slit of 
her wet cunt. "Now, Andrea," I said, "kneel, facing her 
feet,  with your thighs on either side of your 
daughter's head." She looked at me in horror, knowing 
what I had in mind but too afraid of me to resist. 

"All right, Andrea," I said, "I want you to bend 
forward until your head is between Gillian's thighs and 
I want you to kiss and suck her cunt."  The young 
blonde looked at me in horror.

"I couldn't do that to my own daughter," she whispered, 
"that's so dirty and depraved." I just laughed and 
putting my hand on the back of her head I wound my 
fingers in her soft blonde her. With gentle pressure I 
moved her down so that her face was between Gillian's 
splayed thighs very close to her cunt.

"If you don't want your arse thoroughly thrashed 
Andrea, then get on with it," I ordered. Still nothing 
seemed to be happening so I gave the white firm buttock 
a sharp slap. The sound echoed through the room and the 
outline of my palm and fingers became evident on the 
smooth white skin of her buttock. Andrea gasped loudly 
with shock and pain and her mouth went straight on to 
Gillian's exposed and gaping cunt. She began to kiss 
and lick it obviously terrified of another slap. I let 
her get on with it for a while and then said quietly 
into her ear, 

"Now start sucking her cunt. Stick your tongue as far 
inside her as you can and keep licking and sucking or I 
will slap you again." The frightened mother hastened to 
comply with my orders and she was very quickly sucking 
and tonguing her daughter's wet cunt. Gillian's hips 
were writhing and her heels were pressing into the bed 
as the sensations spread from her excited cunt through 
her hot young body. I whispered again into Andrea's 
ear, "Now, relax your thighs and drop your cunt so that 
it is on Gillian's mouth." Again the blonde immediately 
complied, not ceasing in her attentions to her 
daughter's hot hole. I moved up and whispered into 
Gillian's ear, 

"You can feel what your mother is doing to you, now do 
the same to her." Gillian immediately put her mouth to 
her mother's cunt and began to kiss and lick the wet 
open slit. "Start sucking her cunt, Gillian," I 
ordered, "stick your tongue as far inside her as you 
can and keep licking and sucking until I tell you to 
stop."

I lay back on the bed watching with satisfaction as the 
pretty mother and daughter sucked each other off. 
Gillian came first, closely followed by Andrea. They 
rested for a moment, not daring to separate and then 
began to tongue one another again. Soon they were 
sucking one another off furiously again and it was 
clear that another orgasm was not far away. They both 
came again and Andrea lay panting on the gasping, 
sweating, Gillian as their hot faces pressed against 
each other's cunts. It was clear that they were so 
afraid of me that even after two shattering orgasms 
they did not dare part. The room was full of the smell 
of their excitement. I looked at the exhausted pair.

"OK, Sluts," I said, "have a rest. Just lie down beside 
one another and feel one another's cunts while you get 
your breath back." The mother and daughter collapsed 
side by side looking into one another's eyes trying to 
bring themselves under control but still not daring to 
resist any demand I made. Their hands stole between 
each other's thighs and they began to gently feel each 
other. I looked at them with amusement. I had altered 
for ever the relationship between mother and daughter.

It was getting late and I had to be up early for a last 
day's climbing before I left for the States. I still 
wanted a last bit of fun and I wondered what to do with 
them. As I looked at the pretty pair I knew that in 
spite of having enjoyed taking the teenager's virginity 
my preference was really for the softer rounder body of 
her more experienced submissive mother. I took Andrea 
by the arm and drew her gently towards me. As her 
daughter carried on fondling her mother's cunt I began 
to give Andrea a slow deep kiss, tasting Gillian on her 
lips. I looked into her wide blue eyes.

"I feel like a last fuck before I leave you," I said 
conversationally. Andrea just looked at me. I pushed a 
couple of pillows under Gillian's bottom so that her 
cunt and arse were elevated from the bed. "Pull your 
heels up and spread your thighs Gillian," I ordered. 
The teenager immediately complied. "Now, Andrea," I 
said, "kneel between Gillian's thighs facing her and 
spread your legs. I am going to fuck you from behind 
while you suck her off". I moved behind Andrea as she 
complied with my orders. "Now," I said, "start sucking 
your daughter off." Andrea bent forward and her soft 
red lips began to explore her young daughter's wet 
cunt. I watched her for a moment and she realised that 
she could not pretend. She began to suck her daughter 
off in earnest alternating between running her hot 
tongue up and down the groove of her daughter's open 
slit and flicking her hard little clitoris and pushing 
her pink tongue as far up the teenager's cunt as she 
could, fucking her daughter with her hot little tongue. 
Her daughter wound her little hands in Andrea's soft 
blonde hair and, blushing deeply, pulled her mother's 
mouth more firmly on to her excited wet cunt.

In this position her plump white bottom was stuck up in 
the air and with her legs parted I could see the wet 
groove of her hairless cunt. Before fucking her I 
thought that I would have a little fun. I suddenly 
slapped her white arse cheek fairly hard. The noise of 
the slap resounded through the room accompanied by her 
gasp as she pressed her lips to her daughter's hairy 
little cunt. I began to spank the bottom so temptingly 
raised before me. I was not particularly gentle and the 
cheeks soon became a fiery red under my hand. Each time 
I slapped the arse of the trembling woman her bottom 
wobbled enticingly and she gasped against her daughters 
cunt.

I moved closer behind the sobbing, trembling blonde and 
with one smooth movement pushed my stiff prick between 
the wet lips of her gaping cunt until I was sheathed in 
her hot clinging channel to the balls. She gave a deep 
sigh. I leaned forward on her back until my lips were 
at her ear. 

"Whatever you do, don't stop sucking Gillian off or 
you'll be sorry," I whispered. I began to slowly fuck 
her and she reflexly pushed her fat red arse back 
against me so that I was more deeply embedded. I 
reached under her and began to play with her full 
swinging tits. I kneaded the soft flesh and pulled and 
twisted her stiff nipples until she gasped. All this 
time I was deeply shafting her wet receptive cunt and 
she had not dared to stop sucking her daughter off. I 
was so occupied with the sexy mother that I had not 
been watching Gillian. I heard the teenager come with a 
loud gasp and a little squeal under the expert 
ministrations of her mother's tongue. She tried to push 
her mother away but Andrea was so afraid of me that she 
kept her mouth firmly on her daughter's wet cunt with 
her red tongue stuck up it.

I was getting tired now so I made no effort to prolong 
things. I increased the depth of my stroke, pulling 
Andrea back on to my prick by the tits. The added 
stimulation shot me over the edge and I came again 
shooting spurts of hot cum up into the receptive womb 
of the exotic blonde. I gave her arse a last hard slap 
and withdrew my softening prick from her clinging cunt.

"All right, you two," I said, "start sucking each other 
off again. You know how to do it." Like a pair of well-
programmed robots, mother and daughter rapidly changed 
position until their heads were between each other's 
spread thighs and their mouths occupied each with a wet 
cunt. I looked at them and laughed quietly as I 
collected my clothes and dressed. As I left the room to 
go to my cottage I could smell the potent smell of 
female sex in the room and my last view of them was of 
mother and daughter with their blonde heads still busy 
between each other's thighs. I wondered amusedly how 
long they would keep it up and if I had changed their 
psycho-sexual behaviour for ever.

The following day I was up early and after a light 
breakfast I drove to Ogwen Cottage where I left the car 
and took the long walk into the big cwm overlooked by 
Carnedd Llewellyn. Here at the north end of the cwm was 
the massive forbidding bulk of Amphitheatre Buttress. I 
intended to spend all day free climbing on the various 
routes on this massive dangerous crag and I enjoyed 
myself in the clear Welsh air until the sun began to go 
down and the air to chill. By the time I had completed 
the long walk back to my car the sky was dark and the 
stars stood out like precious stones on black velvet.

I drove back to my cottage and, before I went in I 
looked at the house next door which had provided such 
entertainment for me. It was in total darkness.

"Very strange," I thought, "it is far too early for bed 
and one of them at least should be in."  I knew that 
since Andrea had come to the valley she had made very 
few friends and she had never been out in the evening.

I went next door and let myself into the kitchen. It 
was deserted with all the furniture gone. I slowly 
looked through the house to find that everything had 
been removed. I laughed softly. Andrea had clearly 
decided that she and Gillian would be safer far away 
from me and had secretly arranged to move away when she 
was sure I would be away climbing for a day. She could 
not even wait another day after which I would be in the 
States because she was afraid of what I would do to her 
daughter!

"Ah well," I thought, "all good things come to an end. 
I wonder what the next tenants of the cottage will be 
like!"

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This is absolutely the final part of what was to be a 
three-part story! There will be no more about Andrea 
and Gillian but if you have enjoyed them, let me know. 
Comments, criticism and suggestions for future stories 
are always welcome at aled7@yahoo.com