Chapter 19

"Can you see anything happening, Katie?," asked Angie looking up at her friend's bottom, still a little bruised from its day at the beach last Thursday ( Katie's lovely back was generally pretty unmarked, though. The friends had been face to face from start to finish and it was the fronts of their two bodies which had taken nearly all of the punishment). Katie was peeping cautiously over the top of a high dune supported by Angie who was clasping her around her legs.

"Not a lot - one of them has been in and out of the cottage. Bastard - the holiday home my parents and I loved. It feels like such sacrilege! My God, but they're going to pay for that! Lower me down now sweetheart and get your face out of my bum, you pervert - I think I'm going to fart!"

"Fine time -this - to start farting around" said Angie they hugged each other and giggled, before quickly becoming very serious once again.

"I do so most passionately and absolutely love your bum, Katie"

"Love yours Angie, it's the sweetest and prettiest I've ever seen. I'm going to kiss every inch of it when we get inside"

"After that, I'll kiss and lick yours all over and over and over"

"Yummy!!"

They had been hiding behind a dune for thirty minutes, the rain still coming down like stair rods and the wind increasing. It was becoming much colder. The temperature must have dropped five degrees since they had set out five and a half hours earlier Both girls were beginning to shiver quite a bit and Katie was more and more worried about her darling Angie, who had still not recovered completely from Thursday and ought, according to the doctor, to be tucked up in bed being given hot drinks and tender loving care. Why on Earth had she suggested this trip? She must have been plumb out of her tiny little mind! She might have guessed something like this would happen, DAMN!! Just a selfish, silly, capricious whim and here was the most precious person in her whole life in this danger. And it was all her fault. She would never forgive herself if any thing happened to dear lovely Angie.

"I've got to try and work myself up closer to them, darling and jump them. I think I've worked out a route and I'll be only yards from their car, when I break cover. They are all standing around the car under their lovely umbrellas and dressed in lovely waterproofs. All dry as a bone, lucky sods! If I can knock out a couple - Charlie and one of the two women - in the first second, I could just about cope with the Bad Bart and the other lady. It's a hellish risk, but we're dead if we stay here much longer in this awful rain and the dark coming on quite soon."