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The Life of Lewis

Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas

Chapter 5: A Look OF Horror

Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 5: A Look OF Horror - Lewis is 15 and decides to get a Saturday job. Finding one in a Video hire shop helping Mike the manager, he finds himself earning a bit extra every week by having some interesting fitness tests followed by some relaxation including sex lessons and experiences which he thoroughly enjoys.

Caution: This Pedo Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   mt/Fa   Ma/Ma   Ma/mt   mt/mt   Teenagers   Coercion   Consensual   Rape   Gay   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Incest   Torture   Anal Sex   First   Massage   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Petting   Doctor/Nurse   Teacher/Student  

‘When I take you home shortly, your new life begins in earnest, and I suggest you think of your mum and dad as being dead. Your mum knew you were being raped. She also knew when Ashley was being raped. When questioned, her only concern was keeping it quiet so that the neighbours, and her friends at church, wouldn’t know about it.’

‘She had no concern for either of you. Your dad, for an unknown reason had a thing about fifteen-year-old girls. He attacked Ashley when she was fifteen, just like you.’ ‘Why didn’t she leave and get a flat when she was eighteen?’ Sarah asked sounding puzzled.

‘Because of you.’ Cliff told her. ‘She reasoned that whilst he was attacking her, he would leave you alone. But if she left, he would turn on you instead. Fortunately, just after she realised he had attacked you the first time, she was told about me. That’s how he was stopped.’

Sarah sat in silence digesting what she had just been told. ‘Are you saying that Ashley deliberately put up with his attacks just to save me?’ she said, struggling to accept it. ‘Yes.’ Cliff answered. ‘Her love for her sister was greater than any concern for herself.’

‘Now, one last thing.’ Cliff told her. ‘We go to the same school. I don’t remember seeing you at school before, but it’s sods law that we will bump into each other often now. When we see each other, I will smile and pass by. If you want to say hello, I’ll say hello back. But if you want to ignore me, I’ll understand why and do the same, and I won’t be at all offended.’

‘Do you have any questions before we go?’ ‘When we were making love Sarah said, then broke off and beamed at him, ‘It feels so wonderful to be able to say that.’ she told him. ‘I noticed that you suddenly slowed down a little. Can you tell me why?’

‘A man’s special feeling starts and builds up, just like your orgasm,’ Cliff told her. ‘As soon as he feels it start, he knows he’s likely to fire very soon. But if he fires before you have your orgasm, his cock will go soft and you would lose out, a soft cock can’t give you an orgasm.’

‘So, your boyfriend should make every effort to make sure you get that before he fires. He won’t always succeed, but he should be trying.’ On an occasion that he fails, he can of course give you one with his finger, but obviously that’s second best.’

They locked up and left. As they walked to the new flat, Sarah linked arms with him. At the flat, Cliff took her to her door and was about to turn away. ‘Wait,’ Sarah told him, ‘Ashley said she wanted to see you.’ Sarah let them in and Ashley appeared.

Sarah threw herself into her sister’s arms and burst into tears. ‘I’m so sorry for what you suffered for me,’ she managed to say between sobs, ‘Thank you, and I love you so much.’ They held each other for a while, then Ashley told Cliff, ‘I got the first child allowance payment into the bank today, so all is well.’

‘Good.’ Cliff said, ‘Make sure you both have a good life.’ ‘Will we see you again?’ Sarah asked. ‘Probably not,’ Cliff told her, ‘My job is done now. But we’ll always be special friends, and you know where I am if you ever need me.’ ‘If you like, we can say goodbye with a three-way hug.’ Ashley and Sarah both went straight to him and they all hugged.

‘We’ll never forget what you’ve done for us.’ Ashley told him. They both gave him a kiss on the cheek, then they saw him out. As he walked home, Cliff felt very happy.

SUNDAY - RAILWAY

Cliff and Rosemary arrived to find the place a hive of activity. The seventy-five-foot-long hole that Luke had been digging last week was now filled up to ground level with concrete. All the re-enforcing mesh that had gone into it could no longer be seen.

Luke and Mitch, plus four of the others, were busy manhandling big ten inch by two-inch steel beams into place on top of it. These would act as rails to unload the engine on. They were being positioned on five-foot long half inch thick by three-inch-wide steel bars.

There were thirteen of them, acting like sleepers, one at each and the others spaced out at six-foot intervals. Mitch had fixed two blocks of wood across an eight inch by two-inch wooden plank. They were set apart at four-foot eight and a half inches, the standard UK gauge for railway track.

Once the steel beams were positioned, that would be carefully slid along the rails to make sure they were the exact distance apart. Then on Monday evening, a pal of Lukes from the garage where he worked would bring the garages big welder along.

He would weld all the cross beams to the rails. As he was doing it, Luke and Mitch would slide the space bar along one last time to make sure they hadn’t moved. Once that was done, a timber shuttering would be put around the seventy-five foot by ten-foot area, it’s top being level with the top of the rails...

Then the whole area would be flooded with more ready mix concrete up to the top of the steel beams. Once the concrete had set, the strips of two inch by one inch timber temporarily fixed along the inside top edges of the rails would be pulled out.

They would then be left with two long rails set in concrete with small grooves along the inside edge for the train wheel rims to run in. Cliff had received the farmers signed promissory note on Friday morning confirming that he was giving them all the contents of the tunnel, providing they paid for the removal and made good the end of the tunnel afterwards.

Rosemary had taken that into the office and filed it. After the last bit of concrete was poured on Tuesday, it needed to stand for twenty-eight days for the concrete to set or cure before the colossal weight of a railway engine could be sat on it.

So, the engine would be moved a few days later. George the farmer was fine about the time scale, he was happy to be getting rid of it. He was also very happy not to have to pay for the tunnel end to be rebuilt. Also, he was delighted to have made two new friends, Leslie and Mary.

By the end of the day, all the rails were ready for welding and even the shuttering around the edge had been fixed in place so that the concrete could start arriving on Tuesday morning. Everyone was very excited. As they were about to leave, Mitch had a word with Cliff and Rosemary.

‘I had a thought during the week,’ Mitch told them. ‘I was watching a programme on tv about a heritage railway, and it registered with me that most engines have names. It occurred to me that we could call our new arrival ‘Leslie.’

They both thought it was a lovely idea, so Rosemary said she’d circulate all the members as soon as it had arrived. Then they set out to Cliffs for dinner.

MONDAY - CLIFF& LESLIE

Cliff got home from school and at five past five he got a text from Leslie,

‘Hi Cliff,

I need to speak to you, please. Can I ring you before Mary gets home at six. Nothing to worry about, we’re both fine.

Thanks,

Leslie.

As he headed for his bedroom, he was texting back to say that right now would be fine. He’d hardly sat down in his bedroom when his phone rang.

‘Hi Cliff,’ Leslie greeted him, ‘I’ve come across someone who needs your help. When Mary and I went to see George a few days ago to tell him about the collection date for the train, we were talking about my suggestion to him of using the tunnel as a barn afterwards.’

‘He told us that a while ago his nephew Dean, who is nineteen, unemployed, and doesn’t hold out much hope of getting another job, had asked him about using his barn to set up a mushroom farm. Apparently, there’s quite a demand for them.’

‘George was sympathetic but refused, because he uses every bit of his barn for the farm. But after I’d suggested using the tunnel as a barn, he’d spoken to his nephew who apparently thought that not only would the tunnel be perfect, but he’d be able to use the far end, still leaving lots of space for George.’

 
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