Chapter 1

Dan Banks stood in his demob suite at the gate of his wife’s new home at 25 Gladstone Avenue, East Barnet. This was some way out from where they lived after getting married, near the gas works in Hornsey, fifteen years ago.

This was clean and modern; with marigolds in the garden and green fields at the end of the road. Dan went up the path and tapped on the front door. On his journey here he’d wondered how Margot would be to him after seven years apart. Then the door opened.

“Welcome back soldier” Margot had greeted, as she lightly embraced him in the hallway of her neat little home.

Dan saw that Margot had matured into a very smart looking woman with a figure to match.A wife to be proud of. Suddenly coming back home felt quite attractive.

“Its good to be back Margot; you look ... just wonderful.” he gestured.

Dan planted his lips on hers; delivering a lengthy kiss. Her full breast felt good against him and hopefully he would get to handle them soon? But he could feel his kiss had fallen on stony ground. There was no warmth from her.

Margot pulled away turning to the girl stood behind her,”And your daughter Janet; give her a hug too!

“Dan felt suddenly flummoxed,”Oh ... Janet!” He’d forgot about the girl ... yet here she was, a slender fifteen year old teen; yet dressed like a rag doll! An unwanted girl. Dan felt a sudden guilt ... he hadn’t been arround ... he’d been an absent dad.

Janet’s dad Dan had been an decent happy sort of guy at heart.

Well, at least he’d married Margot, the girl he’d put in the family way: even though it had been a sort of shotgun wedding. Which says something for his honour. And there was some patriotism there too; ‘cause after a few years after becoming a Dad, he’d responded to his country’s call; to serve as a soldier in the war; along with his best work-mate Micky.

In fact the war beckoned him as a wild adventure abroad; a way of escaping being cooped-up with his miserable Margot and the kid she’d never wanted.

And Dan did have quite a nice war with his mates; somewhere in the hot and cold deserts of north Africa. But he’d seen little action; which was just luck really; because one of his mates had been killed from a single bomb blast at base camp while at the same time he and Micky had been in a nearby Arab bordello watching a special show.

It was where they had watched a young Moroccan beauty perform a speciality act; with a donkey ... well, she was an orphaned outcast and unfit for marriage apparently. The unfortunate kind of girl they used unmercifully.

That was the kind of obscene entertainment on offer to the troops abroad then. The show had been touted around the camp and a few of with leave passes had gone out of curiosity.

Sensual music had played before the curtain was drawn; and there she’d been lain on a bench, her arms and legs tethered apart. She may have been slightly drugged to keep her from struggling; but not to make her overly doped.

The animal was lead in to her; its bouncy cock long and hard. The tension amongst the men had soared. Her tiny waist had writhed in ecstasy as she’d gradually taken that entire meaty shaft! The animal seemed to know what was expected and as it jerked its load into her; she’d cried out in a kind of tormented ecstasy!

Her audience responded, cheering and throwing money gifts.

The stable-boy pulled the drooling cock from her ruined tush; and hot donkey seamen oozed from her. The girls head slumped in exhaustion. An appreciative groan filled the hall and the audience then applauded as the animal was led away with its penis still bobbing and dripping!

A curtain fell. It was short but sensational show; and none would ever forget it.

And that had been the highlight of Dan’s war really; witnessing that exotic olive-skinned girl loving that animal. It had been something out of the ordinary that had made Dan feel like a man of the world. Because the war gave him little else; even learning that the war was over; and that they had won ... apparently!

Then after a long long time, they were all shipped back home like unwanted left luggage. All the heroics had amounted to an empty anti-climax. Dan was just an unwanted war veteran who had to try and restart his family home-life.

“Welcome back soldier” Margot had greeted as she’d lightly embraced him in the hallway of her neat little home.

Dan had delivered a warm lengthy kiss; but there was no warmth from her.

Margot had pulled away revealing the girl stood behind her,”Your daughter Janet”

He’d forgotten Janet ... yet here she was, dressed like a rag doll.

She stood shoulder high to her mother; her nipple-buds poking at the bodice of the shabby school-dress she’d outgrown. Rich brown hair tumbled onto her freckled face and sad brown eyes gazed into his. Suddenly he recalled that girl the donkey had so cruelly shafted!

“Welcome your dad with a kiss Janet and show him into the parlour,” said Margot leaving them to it.

Janet stepped forward and her hug became an embrace and her lips eager on his. Her slender form trembled slightly and Dan’s cock fizzed. It lasted for a few seconds before Margot had called out,” Well come into the parlour and make yourself comfortable Dad!”