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Paddo Revisited Ch. 01

By: Rolph35



Garth looked out on the car park and recognised her the moment she stepped out of the SUV's passenger door. 

She'd lost a lot of weight and was bordering on skinny. And her hair was different.

The short golden curls showed only the slightest wisps of grey. 

The shy smile was still the same.

She was about 10 years older than Garth, if he remembered correctly. 

He did a quick calculation. That made her now, what, in her late 30s early 40's?

She and the driver, a young woman with shoulder length straight black hair, were similarly dressed. Both had on bright summer frocks and flatties.

They moved past where he sat, with his coffee, out front of the sidewalk café, and swept into the Shopping Centre, sharing a joke and smiling.

What was she doing over this part of town? Maybe she'd left that old house and moved down here to the beach.

It must be 5 or even 6 years now.

Garth and his wife had rented rooms from her. She had a rambling old house in Paddington, on a steep hill; more like a cliff.

The wooden stairs climbed forever before you reached the front door. Garth remembered how he was going to wipe it off the list as too far up to carry even their meagre furniture. 

But he and Louise were desperate for somewhere inexpensive to live, in those early days. And once Lou saw the cosy rooms, she was sold.

Veronica. That was her name. Yep. She had two kids, one a boy about 20 and a girl around 15 or 16. The boy had blond curly hair like his mother and the girl's was slightly darker like her father.

He and Lou were there for 6 months until he scored the Electronics job and could afford their own apartment.

They had left Paddington in less than happy circumstances when Veronica's husband wanted to keep the key money (probably already spent it and didn't have it to give back.) because he said Lou left the place dirty. 

Anyone who knew Lou knew she prided herself in her cleanliness. So it was more than the just losing money, it was an affront to Louise and she wouldn't back down.

In the end, she got half their money back and an apology from the "old bastard" as she called him.

Garth let out a sigh and finished the Cappuccino. Lou had been gone four years now. 

They'd built an IT business together which took him away from Louise for weeks on end, and at one stage, three long months. 

The money started to pour in and they had more of the stuff than they knew what to do with. But Garth's extensive absences from their home caused Louise to feel very lonely. She met Henry who gave her the companionship sorely missing in her life. Henry worshiped the ground Lou walked on, and in the end, she and Garth sold the business for an obscene amount of money to a big corporation with their own web presence, divided up their new found wealth and went their separate ways.

Although it hurt bitterly at the time, Garth knew that Louise was much more happier and fulfilled with someone who was home more often and truly loves her. 

She and Henry started their own Real Estate business. They worked together and were seldom out of each other's sight these days.

It affected him badly in the first few months after Lou had left, but Garth had come to realise that he was a loner. He loved the traveling; or even now, sitting quietly by himself enjoying his cappuccino and his short break between consulting assignments. And that was no life for a loving young wife left standing at the Terminal gate crying and waving good-bye more times than he cared to remember. 

He stood up, put his chair back and headed inside the shopping centre. 

He only had to buy a few things from the supermarket and take them back to the boarding house. 

Because he was on his own and because he was never in town for long, the boarding house was perfect. The dear old lady who owned it had found it too much after forty years of hard work and was trying to sell it. Garth loved it so much, peacefully overlooking the golden beaches and the blue-green bay, he bought it and had it renovated. As part of the deal, the old lady retained the small section she had occupied, for forty years, free for the rest of her life. It was her home; Garth could relate to that.

Lately, though, she'd spent most of her time going on cruises and seeing the world that she'd only dreamed about for forty years. Garth could relate to that too.

Lou and Henry would love to get such a prime site and redevelop it but so far Garth had resisted. He'd love to get the place started again as a vibrant seaside holiday destination, but for that, he'd need to get someone who knew about running such a place. Someone he could trust. He knew nothing about running a boarding house. Nor did he have the time. It would be nice though, thought Garth to see the place come alive again. 

He stopped by the Tandy window and looked at some of the electrical gadgetry. He was still a boy at heart, he knew. Anyway it was part of his job to keep up with the latest goodies, wasn't it? He reasoned. 

His eye caught the flash of the golden hair in a nearby Jewellery shop. There they were again, sitting at a little felt covered table, checking out watches and rings.

They must have come up in the world. First, living over here wasn't cheap and those rings were worth a small fortune. Just look at the size. 

While Veronica continued to admire the rings on the black felt display tray, the young lady stood up and asked the clerk something and he led her to another counter. She was smiling at him and bent over the counter pointing at another gold watch.

Garth thought her breasts were going to fall out of her low cut top as she leaned over the counter to look closely at the gold watch in the young man's hands.

Hang on; what was that? Garth couldn't believe what he was seeing. While the man was otherwise engaged with the pretty young lady up one end of the counter, Veronica slowly took some rings from her pocket and in swift and fluid movements, swapped them over for the first row of rings on the display tray, still in front of her; then she pocketed the new rings. 

Garth's mouth fell open and he had to rerun it in his mind, it was so quick.

The young woman questioned the clerk a little longer, then walked back to Veronica. The two of them talked with the young clerk for a while as he locked the ring tray away. They shook his hand and left.

"Dammm," said Garth under his breath, as he watched the women move briskly out of the shopping centre. 

He followed them at a distance.

Maybe they had outside help. Maybe he could identify them all and call the police. He wished he had his camera.

But instead they walked alone, firstly behind a few cars and then straight to their 4-wheel drive. Garth took note of the number plate. 

When he came up beside the window, they were laughing and he heard the young one say as she started the motor... "This will pay for your holiday to Fiji Mum."

Garth opened the back door and jumped in. Both women swung round and stared back at him in shock. The young one recovered first; was about to say something, when Garth interrupted, "It's not the Police ...yet," he growled.

"But it soon will be. I have photos of you stealing that jewellery just now. "

The young one tried to tough it out. "We didn't take any jewellery. I don't know what you're talking about. Get out of my car or I'll get the police."

"Yeah, do that," said Garth.

Veronica was shaking and when she looked up, her eyes widened; "Garth? It's you?"

"Hello Veronica:"

"Is, is this a joke?" If it is, it's a poor one. You frightened me half to death."

"No joke Veronica, I saw you take the jewellery." 

"Yeah, where's your camera?" said the younger woman.

"In my car under the seat; safe," Garth said to her, turning back to Veronica. 

"The two of you will go to jail for 15 years for this."

Garth waited while that sank in. Suddenly, the young one was opening her mouth to say something again. Garth put on his deep voice ...

"Come on, get out of the car, lets go and give yourselves up."

The two women sat there for a moment, then the driver started crying. Veronica went stiff and said, "I knew this wouldn't work Marie. We have always been an honest family; I should never have let you do it. "

"I'm sorry mum, since dad died... your life has been so hard for you, I just thought if you could have a vacation just once in your life..." she trailed off in tears.

Veronica looked at her daughter and the tears came to her eyes also.

Hmmm, thought Garth, a couple of amateurs. It was doubtful that they had accomplices. How silly can you get; or desperate.

Garth scanned the car park. There might be people coming for these women already, he thought, while they sat here, talking in the car. If that were the case, he'd be implicated with them and he'd have to do a lot of explaining down at the Police Station. But he wasn't getting out of the car and let them leave alone. 

"Start the car. Go out that far exit," he pointed, "down the other end."

"I need to think about this."

Marie blew her nose then started driving out. 

When they'd reached the highway, Garth said, "Where do you live?" 

Neither of the women answered. "Come on Veronica, you're going to jail anyway, I just want to get off the road before we get pulled over." 

"Same place." 

"Sorry?"

"We live at the same place, Paddington," said Marie.

A long way from home, thought Garth. Still, it made sense not to rob the LOCAL jewelers.

"Ok, well don't drive too quickly," he said.

Everyone was silent for the rest of the two-hour trip. Each constantly checking for any signs of pursuit. There were none and finally they pulled into the driveway. Veronica jumped out to open the old garage doors.

They entered the house the back way, still very silent.

Once inside, there was an air of relief. Which disappeared when they remembered their predicament.

"Give me the rings Veronica," said Garth.

Without hesitation, Veronica dug deeply into her pocket and produced the little bag containing the rings; and a watch. 

Garth whistled, "gees you're quick; a WATCH? How'd you do that, no never mind? Is that the lot?"

"Yes."

"What now Garth?" said Marie.

"You've grown." Garth said. "What are you now,19?" 

"Twenty-two last March," she snapped; clearly agitated at Garth's diversion from her question. "Since dad's gone, mum's at a total loss. We only have each other."

Marie look anxiously towards her mother curled up in the chair, then she turned back to Garth.

"It was all my idea. Mum just did as I told her; you can't blame her, its me you want; so Garth, what now?"

"How were you going to fence the jewellery?"

"Pardon?"

"I said, how were you going to ummm sell the jewellery Marie?"

"I have a fencer," Marie snapped back. Garth suppressed a smile as he remembered how Marie was very quick on the uptake, even as a teenager.

" Well, Marie, where does this fencer live?" 

"I am not a liberty to divulge that information, I'm afraid. He'd have me ...done over"

"Right," said Garth realising for the first time his initial suspicions. These two were rank amateurs. It is a wonder they made it out of the jeweler's front door.

"Marie doesn't have a... whatsy, fencer?" Veronica put in. "She only knows someone who sold her a bit of marijuana when she was at school. The idea was to give the rings to him and see what he could get us for them." Veronica lowered her head again and said no more.

"Let me get this straight," Garth said, as evenly as he could. "You were going to give them to a kid you knew from school, who used to sell you drugs..."

"Only once," Marie popped in. "I only ever bought it once. Never again. I got so sick, mum had to take me to the Doctor..."

"But I still know him," she added quickly. "I talked to him one day about how my job wasn't covering our costs of living.

He took me over to the Beach where we were today and showed me the rings. Then told me if I got at least five, he'd see if he could get a thousand dollars for us; for them."

Garth continued, " Ok. Miss Professional Jewell Thief. Your career is over"

Gees, thought Garth, they'd see about $40 (if that) once the little scroat got hold of the rings.

"Please can we leave mum out of this; 15 years will kill her..." 

"And how do you propose to leave Mum out of this, you did it together."

Silence.

"Well, come on then, I'm all ears," said Garth.

"I am more guilty than Marie and I am the one who must pay," whispered Veronica, from her chair. "She's still a child and always has fanciful ways of getting us some money to live on. She's a hard worker and it was breaking my heart to see her work all hours for low pay, never being able to afford even bare luxuries for herself. If only I could get some work to help her, but they don't want mature workers with no experience, it seems." 

A look of frustration and despair came across her. I can't even get a boarder anymore. The house is too run down and no one wants to stay here."

Veronica looked back at her daughter; I've let her down, as a mother. It's me who's guilty. I should have said, no to this stupid and dangerous adventure; but I didn't." Veronica's voice trailed off and she sat back, the tears she fought sliding down her cheeks.

Garth felt an unwanted tug at his conscience and found himself formulating a different plan. Maybe, if handled properly, everyone could win; maybe not; time would tell.

"Ok, I've heard enough," said Garth. "All settled; I have a plan. Can you go and make us a cup of tea, Veronica? Marie and I are going to have a heart to heart talk." 

They waited till Veronica went through to the kitchen in the other section, then Garth said, "Ok. Mum's gone. I'll get right to the point Marie. You need to do something very drastic to save your mother from prison. How far are you willing to go? "

"What do you mean?" Marie looked quizzically.

"Simple. What would you do to save your Mother from rotting in prison?"

"Anything!" "Is there something we can do?" she said hopefully.

"Maybe. We'll wait for Veronica to come back and we'll discuss it then," said Garth.

"Tell me now. Before mum comes back; I don't want her involved in it any more. I've made a huge mistake"

"Ok" said Garth "but you're not going to like it." 

"Try me."

Garth thought a moment. "Right, well, do you have a boyfriend?" 

Yes, we're getting married ... well, we WERE getting married next April. Why?"

"Are you a virgin?" asked Garth.

Silence.

"Are you a virgin Marie?"

"What the hell kind of question is that?"

"Maybe we better wait till mum comes back"

Marie's eyes narrowed. "No, we'll talk about it now."

Her mother returned with the tea and sat it on the table.

"Mum," said Marie, "he wants to know if I am a virgin." She looked at Garth accusingly.

Veronica sat down and went red in the face.

"Surely not, Garth. Tell me this isn't what you have in mind," she said steadily.

"What is going on?" demanded Marie. Looking from one to the other "What am I missing here?"

"My own daughter Garth," said Marie, "I would die for my own daughter. I would kill for my own daughter. You understand that don't you?"

Garth knew that she would.

"Ok" he said to Veronica. "Then it is just me and you Veronica. You're about to get the chance to save her, both from prison and from me."

"Whhoooaa.. What is going on here?" demanded Marie. "Leave mum out of this. Deal with me."

They both ignored her, their eyes locked on to each other. Assessing the situation silently. 

Veronica spoke first. "There has to be another way Garth. Please. I have been thinking... I'll sell the house, give the money to you... And in return, you let Marie go. I don't care about me. Please Garth. Consider it."

Marie was still talking loudly; neither Veronica nor Garth was taking notice of her.

"How much is the house worth?" asked Garth.

"Nearly half a million," Veronica replied instantly. She'd done her homework.

Garth sat and thought. The only noise was Marie, questioning what was happening.

Veronica said, "Those are our entire assets, except for the car and 2 thousand dollars I have saved. You're welcome to that too. Please Garth. Let her go."

Garth answered quickly. He saw the pain in Veronica's eyes and he didn't want to prolong it any longer than it was necessary.

"Ok Veronica. The car is worth a couple of thousand and you have a couple of thousand, yes? "

"Yes."

"So, think of it this way " said Garth. Here are the two choices as I see them. 

I can have half a million dollars, or I can fuck you a couple of times."

Marie's eyes showed sudden recognition and she flew for Garth. "Don't talk to mother like that; you Bastard," and punched him as hard as she could in the shoulder. 

Garth hardly noticed and continued, "I'd say Veronica that a few hours with you is worth more than even Helen of Troy. That makes you a very very special person, don't you think?"

Veronica looked steadily into Garth's eyes, and he saw a brief flicker as she digested what he had said; then she whispered more than spoke, "sex is not an option. Do we have a deal about the house?"

Garth shook his head. "Money from you, no matter how much, is not an option with me, Veronica. So we're at an impasse. "

"Offer me 20 times that and you'll get the same answer. He said. "No Deal."

Garth waited for that to sink in.

"So. Get up and show me where your bedroom is Veronica. I was never in this section." he said, finally.

As if on queue, they both looked in Marie's direction She wasn't making any sounds. Her eyes were wide and her mouth was half open. She stared at Garth with incredulity. 

Garth spoke to her. "I apologise for asking you if you were a virgin. The best thing you can do right now, Marie, is go for a ride in the car and stay away for a couple of hours. By the time you come home. It will all be sorted and neither one of you will need to worry about me turning you in... " He paused then asked her pointedly, "Ok Marie?"

He turned to Veronica and put out his big hand, "no time like the present, come on"

She took his hand and he gently pulled her up from the chair She hesitated then silently walked down the hall towards her bedroom.

Marie found her voice and screamed. "Leave mum alone. Its me you really want. I did it. I pay for it " and she shot past Garth and grabbed her mother's arm.

"Mum, wait, I need to talk to Garth alone. Please. I won't be long. Then she whispered, go in your room and lock the door. Don't come out till I tell you. I'll sort this out."

Veronica held Marie's arm and said firmly " Get the heck out of here, NOW, before he changes his mind and also takes YOU." We can't stop him or we end up in prison. BOTH of us."

Marie wasn't listening; she turned on Garth and pushed him in the chest.

"YOU," she said. "You come with me," and practically dragged Garth back down the hall and into her bedroom. 

She shut the door and locked it behind her.

It was a big bright room with plenty of space. Three old cupboards stood neatly along one wall.

Marie's king size bed was placed near the windows and had a selection of plush toys all over it. Probably from when she was younger. He remembered she collected them and loved to show them off as a kid.

He heard a rustle and turned. Marie pulled her beach dress straight over her head and unclipped her bra. Her breasts were bigger than they looked.

She undid her petticoat, stepped out of it and dropped her lacy red panties.

Stark naked, she advanced on Garth undid his belt before he knew it. 

"Well, get moving Garth. Before I can't go through with it." She backed away from him, turned and went over to sit on her bed. 

Garth watched her, but made no effort to undress. She sat there, her legs dangling over the side, slightly apart, her black pubes bushy and her big breasts moving up and down to rhythm of her shallow breathing.


Paddo Revisited Ch. 01



She looked up, saw he hadn't moved. "I'm the one you want, so come on. I'm ready."

Her face was gaunt and her jaw line tight as she held on to the sheets beside her; knuckles white from their grip.

.

"You can turn me in afterwards, just let mum go". Then echoing her mum, Marie shot him a look and said, "Do we have a deal?"

Garth looked at her a second more. What a strikingly beautiful girl.

He walked over and sat beside her. His belt hanging loose. 

Marie maintained the death grip on the sheets either side of where she sat.

"So, what now?" She said. "I am not that experienced and I don't know what to do next. You'll have to tell me what you want me to do."

"Uh Huh," said Garth, "I can do that. Give me your hand." 

They locked hands sitting beside each other and Garth felt her shaking.

"Tell me," said Garth, "just what do you think your mum is going to do to me for fucking her daughter? She said she will kill me, you know? And I don't doubt it for a second, Marie."

Marie wasn't listening. All she knew was that while Garth was dressed, he may leave still and go looking for her mother and that wasn't going to happen; not on her watch. She had to get him away from Mum and the best way is to get him to expend his sexual energy in her. She'd read all the books. She was getting married soon, she had to know these things."

She upped the odds for getting him undressed by trying to talk dirty to this dirty person.

"I'll look after my Mum, she won't hurt you. Get undressed Garth. Fuck me as many times as you want and leave mum alone. I caused this mess; I pay the price." 

Garth put his arm around Marie's bare shoulders. She tensed as he leaned over and kissed her slowly and deliberately on her soft lips. He felt her tension ease a little and her shoulders sagged. He sat back, took his big hand from around her shoulders and again clasped hands with her.

They sat side by side without speaking. Then Marie said, "Why did you do that?" she looked him in the eye, 'Why did you kiss me?"

"Was it awful?" Asked Garth.

"No it wasn't awful," said Marie "I just don't know why you'd do that; Ok?" I can ask can't I?"

Garth gave her hand a couple of small squeezes and said, "Ok." We'll do this later. I don't want your mother to stress about her daughter in here with me, right now. Get your clothes on and we'll all have some lunch. 

He let go of Marie's hands and gave her bum a love smack as she got up to collect her strewn gear from all around the room.

Garth waited for Marie and then they both went down to her mum's room. The door was open and her mother looked up expectantly as they walked in. 

Garth said, "No we just had a talk." Her mother looked at Marie who nodded.

Veronica relaxed her body.

"I told you to lock your door mum," said Marie half-heartedly. 

"Marie," said her mother, "just give me a moment alone darling, I need to talk with Garth; Please?"

Marie looked at Garth and he too nodded, as much as to say, yep, Marie you and I have a deal, your mum's all right. 

"I'll start lunch," said Marie feeling the best she'd been since the beginning of it all.

Veronica had changed out of her good summer dress and wore an old cotton T-shirt and a faded green skirt. It was obvious to Garth that she had removed her bra.

"I'm ready," said Veronica. "Just get it over with. Then leave. Please."

Garth closed her bedroom door quietly. He went to Veronica's cupboard and cane back with a dressing gown and put it to one side.

Veronica stood in the middle of the room watching.

Garth pulled a chair from the corner and hung the dressing gown over it.

He came back to the middle of the room took off his shoes, shirt, pants and dropped his underpants. 

Veronica's eyes went as big as saucers as she looked at his rapidly stiffening cock. She put her hand to her throat. "Ohhhh. That is huge, " she said in horror, I don't think I can take..." She trailed off as Garth came up in front of her and placed his two hands in her T-shirt. He waited a second and then his strong hands ripped it apart. 

Veronica's breasts swung out and the nipples hardened as soon as they hit the fresh air.

"Ahhh, finally," said Garth, looking appreciatively at the beautiful white globes with turgid red nipples.

He picked her up as light as a feather and lay her gently on the bed. Then without stopping, ripped open her skirt at the waist and pulled it down over her naked hips. Veronica wore no pants. She wanted this over as quickly as possible.

He paused a moment, taking in her obvious beauty, then spun her gently around, across the bed, went down between her legs and ran his long tongue up her parted thighs until it came in contact with Veronica's inner lips. She shot bolt upright at the touch of the hot wet tip as it found her Clittie. A hoarse 'ohhhhhhh' came out and she immediately fell back on the bed. Garth would have continued had not Marie yelled from behind him, "What the FUCK??"

She sprang across the room and was on him, kicking and scratching at his naked back.

He let go of Veronica's open thighs, and swung around quickly to catch Marie's hands before they had time to do him some real damage. The girl had a powerful punch he thought. 

Veronica came out of her daze of fear and surprise to see Garth holding Marie's hands and she covered her nakedness with the sheet.

"Marie," yelled her mother "Get outside. Now Marie... OUT! Leave this to me. GO!"

Marie couldn't get her wrists loose from Garth's grip.

"We had a deal, you mongrel; you fucking mongrel". She tried kicking him.

He picked her up and lightly dropped her in the chair. Then he quickly took the silk cord from the dressing gown and tied her hands to the back of the chair.

He returned to the cupboard and found another cord from a matching dressing gown and tied her legs.

Marie bucked and screamed in the big chair but could not get loose.

He turned to Veronica who was sitting up with the sheet around her. She was begging him "Please don't hurt her please don't hurt her. She's only a child..."

"I won't hurt her, you know that. And as long as she doesn't pull too hard on those cords she wont have any marks." He took the sheet from Veronica and lay her down again, gently parted her legs and continued where he'd left off.

Marie kept screaming, "leave my mother alone," and Veronica was very tense. "I don't want my daughter to see me doing this please Garth." But Garth wasn't listening; he continued to run his wet lips and tongue around Veronica's inner thighs and pussy. 

While he did that, he reached up with his big hand and cupped one of Veronica's breasts. He felt her hard nipple brushing his palm as he gently massaged. 

Marie kept screaming in the background but Veronica was hearing her less. 

Veronica's ears were buzzing and her whole body was very sensitive to everything being done to it. Right down to feeling Garth's hot breath on her inner thighs, she felt every breeze; every touch no matter how small.

Garth slowly and rhythmically reamed Veronica's pussy with his hot tongue; and then she started to moan. Garth carried on non-stop. 

Veronica moaned louder and Marie sat still and watched silently.

She had been that way for minutes now, firstly, ever since she could see that Garth wasn't hurting her mother, quite the opposite by the sound of her, and secondly she was in awe of his big cock poking out from between his muscled thighs as he knelt between her mum's legs and licked her. She had only seen a couple of cocks and this one was monstrous. She wondered how he found women big enough to accommodate him.

That brought a tinge of fear back again. What if he used it on her mother? It would tear her apart most likely.

She was about to protest but stopped, when she thought she heard her mother say a dirty word and she listened as Veronica groaned and even growled at Garth "ohhhh Fuck me uhhhh please! Ram that big cock home ohhhh yes. "

Marie could see that Garth had clamped Veronicas hips gently in his big hands and kept on sucking on her mothers pussy and her mother was getting more high pitched and very vocal. 

Veronica swung her head from side to side now. 

She looked at Marie briefly and Marie could see the tension building up in her mother. "Fuck me please" she was saying to Garth "I can't take any more of this. Please." 

Garth stuck his head up and quickly slid up the full length of Veronica and Marie watched in morbid fascination as Garth kissed her mother, much like he had kissed Marie in her room. 

The only difference and it was a huge difference, she thought, at the same time he kissed Veronica, he slid his cock into her. And Marie saw that it went straight in without any trouble. Her mother gave a gasp and wrapped her thighs tightly around Garth and wriggled her hips vigorously all the time yelling "Yes Yes Yes."

Then something snapped in her mum, quite suddenly she started grunting and screaming and yelling obscenities that even Marie had never heard except in porno movies when she was younger...

She saw Garth's back arch and after a few more seconds he began thrusting deep into her mother non stop and groaning hard with each thrust then he yelled and fell on Veronica's shoulder; totally exhausted.

Marie found that she felt so wet she couldn't sit still from just watching the power and fury of it. The total abandonment of her usually subdued mother. It must have felt awesome.

Marie caught herself squeezing her legs together and easing them off and doing it again. Just like she used to do as a kid. But it wasn't having the desired effect. She couldn't get it right; not with her hands tied anyway.

There was movement on the bed, her mother was shifting Garth to one side and sliding out from under him. 

Marie expected to be let loose. Boy, what a day.

But her mother didn't get out of the bed. She smiled at Garth and said, "roll over," and Garth rolled on to his back. 

Her mother had her back to Marie and was doing something to Garth's Stomach.

He let out a surprised 'ohhh.' Veronica looked back to her daughter, winked, and then went to the other side of the bed.

Across Garth's stomach, she said to Marie "I'll be right there honey... this won't take long." She knelt down and took Garth's cock deep in her mouth and from this new angle Marie could see what her mother was doing.

After a minute Marie saw Garth tense and then her mother quickly removed her lips from around him. 

Veronica sprang up, straddled his now stiff erection and mounted him. Garth's head snapped back and he let out a surprised "ahhhhhh.'

Her mother was jumping up and down and grinding her pussy around the hard cock with her eyes closed and moaning. After a while Garth tensed again and Marie watched him lifting his thighs off the bed with her mother still firmly impaled on him.

Veronica suddenly laughed as she rode him. "12 years" she said, "and it was NEVER like this. How are you feeling big boy, can you go the distance? I can feel you're close, Garth." 

Garth started panting. "I don't think so, sweetheart, oohhh you're too beautiful to look at, Veronica, It's sending me off." Garth reached up with both hands and gently rolled Veronica's protruding red nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and was rewarded by Veronica's pussy gripping him and milking him with her inner muscles. She giggled and deliberately squeezed him again, "sssssuffer," she laughed when she felt the head of Garth's cock expand and pulse. 

Marie felt her tummy doing jerking movements just watching. "

"Ok," said Marie's mother, leaning forward so her mouth was very close to Garth's "we'll go together, ready?" She leaned back on him and laughed, brought her finger down onto her clit, and rode him hard and fast.

In seconds, she began to cum once again. She leaned forward again and deliberately brushed her ample breasts across Garth's chest.

Marie saw Garth expel a huge breath and arch into her mother moaning like a wounded bull. Thin white liquid suddenly flowed down her mother's inner thighs, over Garth and on to the sheet. 

With one final wiggle on Garth, her mother fell forward on his chest and kissed him deeply. Garth put his big arms around her and they lay there, locked together, for a long time.

"Hey, what about me," called Marie, finally, still recovering from her own dizziness.

Heads came up and Garth kissed her mum on the forehead and rolled her over. He got up and untied Marie, who jumped to her feet and ran from the room. What she was running from? She had no idea.

Marie didn't know what was wrong with her. It was like an itch she couldn't scratch.

After leaving the two of them earlier, she had returned to her room and sat there for a while. She felt her hand rubbing her inner thigh and without even giving it another thought she dropped her pants, not for the first time today and vigorously masturbated until she had come at least twice and a third was close.

It had worked all through her teenage years. It had worked as recently as yesterday. But now, for some reason it was falling short. 

She continued and felt the third result surge deep in her belly. She shuddered under its intensity. But it wasn't enough; something was missing, she could feel that.

Marie, stretched out on her bed, pulled the sheet over her and fell in to a fitful sleep.

She woke when she heard the shower and still feeling disoriented, climbed out of bed and slowly walked outside. 

She looked at Garth and her mother as they came out of the bathroom, down the hall, both wrapped in towels. 

Neither of them noticed her and they laughed to themselves and went straight back to her mother's room.

Ten minutes later they came out fully dressed and went into the kitchen. Marie was making a sandwich and her mum looked surprised. " Did we wake you darling, I was worried about you but when I went to see how you were, you were, ummm, otherwise engaged." 

Marie blanched. 'Oh great,' she thought. Well quid pro quo, I watch you get off then you watch me get off. It's turned into a family affair. How bloody embarrassing.

"When I came back later, you were asleep."

Marie was turning red and went on the offensive; never let it be said she couldn't give more than what she got. "Yeah well it takes a lot out of you being tied up by a stranger in your own home." 

She looked up at Garth for the first time. "Very tiring." 

Garth looked sheepish. "Oooh," Marie said. "That's a new look, Garth. Do you practice hangdog expressions for when you have royally screwed people? We had a deal; you know?"

Garth said, "Well ladies, its all over." He walked to the fridge and opened it. "I'm leaving in half an hour. What are you putting on the sandwiches?"

Marie's mouth fell open. "You're going?" then when she received no reply, "just like that, you're leaving?"

"Yep," said Garth still standing by the open fridge. "I'm taking your ill-gotten gains with me and I am going to see a REAL fence, not some druggie kid from your old school. Quick, whata ya want out of here?"

Marie was having strange feelings, firstly she was relieved beyond belief that it really was all over but she had the feeling that the bottom was falling out of her world, somehow. 

"Umm," said Marie, "only the butter and some tomatoes and hand me the sliced cheese please. What do you want Mum?"

"I'll have the same darling," her mother said over her shoulder as she filled the hot water jug and switched it on.

They busied themselves and spoke little until they sat down to eat their late lunch. 

Veronica ate her sandwich and drank a bit of tea and spoke first.

"Well," she said in a new competent voice that Marie had never heard before. "We're all adults here, so we can get down to tintacks". She looked at Marie 

"You weren't awake so I decided to wait until you were." 

"Sounded like you didn't have time for much discussion a few minutes ago," said Marie, biting into her sandwich.

"I suppose that has a lot to do with Garth," said Veronica, and both women looked his way.

"Our whole world has been turned upside down in the last couple of days where do we go from here?" Asked Veronica.

"Very simple", said Garth. "I got what I want, you've got what you want. Hopefully your life of crime has come to an abrupt halt. " He looked at Veronica and smiled, "as has mine".

Veronica giggled like a schoolgirl and concentrated on eating her sandwich.

Marie watched the interaction between her mother and Garth and felt mixed feelings about the whole encounter.

"Geees, mum", Marie said reaching for a second sandwich, "settle down for goodness sakes. One minute you are talking like a competent person and next minute you're giggling like a kid; what's he done to you? Hey?"

Her mother laughed. "12 years...'" she said. 

Marie looked at her mother in mock disgust. " Yeah you told us a few times. 

You should do it more often. It does you good." 

Marie was secretly happy for her mother regardless, she thought, of how it came about. The woman was positively glowing. Marie hadn't seen her this way since the days before her father fell ill so many years ago.

She guessed that the combination of being released from seeing her only daughter spared from doing a long jail term and the vigorous working out that Garth had given her had made her mum very heady and vibrantly alive.

Marie couldn't help feeling a bit that way too.

Minus the workout with Garth, of course. Which she was sure she didn't want.

Just the same, she thought, my fiancé is in for a pleasant surprise. He's been trying to get me in the sack for months now. Tonight's the night, thought Marie. I need it badly. The realisation of her immediate needs shocked her back to reality.

"So where do we go from here Garth," Marie asked. "What have you thought up?"

"Well" said Garth, "part of the deal was that I fence the jewels and give you the money for your holiday to the islands. So that is the first thing after I leave you. And as we won't be seeing each other again, I'll deposit the money directly into your bank account today or tomorrow." 

Garth knew nothing about fencing jewels even if he wanted to. He was going to make sure the jewels went straight back to their rightful owner as soon as he was back down the Beach. That wouldn't be difficult, he knew the boy in the jewellery shop; had done for years. Like the rest of us, the kid was greedy and wanted to get ahead. If he hadn't reported the theft before Garth got there, then he could be, compensated for his time. If he had found the theft and already reported it then getting the jewels back plus the insurance money, would keep him quiet.

Garth didn't tell the women. He let them think they pulled a big-time heist. He knew now they were honest people and just went wrong as we all do. They'd never try anything that grand again. That's for sure.

Marie was talking quietly to her mum and then they both looked Garth's way.

"What?" asked Garth.

The two women looked at each other then Marie spoke up.

"Mum and I were wondering," she said haltingly, "Um, we know this sounds silly but... is there any way that we can send the Jewels back to the shop?"

She looked at her mother and back at Garth.

"Somehow?" Veronica asked.

"We really don't want any more to do with it," added Marie. "It was a terrible mistake and no holiday is worth stealing from ..." she trailed off. 

"Well said Garth, as a matter of fact ladies, if you are willing, we could work on that and while you're at it, I have a proposition to make concerning a well paid position managing a guest house by the beach. But I need someone who has experience running such an establishment and knows how to go about it. "And," he smiled at Veronica, "I must be able to trust them implicitly, while I am away."




Paddo Revisited Ch. 01



Who better for the job, than a reformed Jewel thief, or two.

If you'll be so kind as to drive me home to the beach, we can discuss where we go from here.

(TO BE CONTINUED)