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Rob and plunder. It's what they do

I turned into Selkirk Road SW17 to pick up Darren, sure enough he was standing outside Harrington’s pie and mash waiting for me. The place we had met over jellied eels some ten years previously. It was seven o’clock in the morning, he was smiling and already excited about the day ahead. My Ford Escort van was plain white and clean like always. A clean white van is never noticed, which is the way we wanted it. I headed through Morden and down the A3 to Esher and then on to our destination of Weybridge. I had been the driver since Darren lost his licence nearly two years earlier after too many speeding tickets.

We had spent months making our plans, watching the properties we intended to hit and finding out who lived in them. Our specification was simple; a driveway to get our van off the road, a substantial property lived in by middle-aged couples without children and no alarm system. In addition, my greatest thought went into how to stop people reporting the crime. The answer was surprisingly simple; only take easy replaceable items which are easier to sell anyway. Never take family heirlooms, wedding rings from women or anything of great value where insurance companies get involved. In addition, as a final act of silence buying, we take a compromising photo of them with Darren and not one you would want in your family album. This was now Darren’s favourite part.

We were running nearly twenty minutes early as we got to Hersham so we pulled into a shopping centre car park to let the time pass.

“Can I see the photos again?” Asked Darren.

“You want to reminisce again.” I asked laughing.

I took the three envelopes out of my case that each contained six or seven pics. This was going to be our fourth job and the empty envelope was already in my case waiting to be filled.

“The first was the funniest!” He said.

I looked over at the photo and had to agree. We had been in the bedroom and I told Darren to stand in between them with his arms around the couple and with his cock hanging out of his trousers. I had said to the woman that she could hold it if she wanted to. Much to my surprise she did, and then started wanking him while I took the photo.

“And here is the photo to prove it, with three happy smiling faces.” I said aloud

“The second one was the most interesting!” Darren said as he changed envelopes.

“Interesting is hardly the word I would have used, you have met her twice since then and get paid to fuck her.” I scolded him jokingly.

“I love hairy cunts, and she has a forest and of course £100 a time adds to the pleasure."

I thought back to what had happened. I'd got ready to take the photo in the bedroom, again both of the couple still wearing their pyjamas. After the woman had seen Darren’s cock hanging out of his trousers she told her husband to hang his out as well. She removed her pyjamas and stood there naked for the photo, saying.

"This will make it more interesting." After the picture was taken, the husband turned to Darren and said.

"She would like to try a black cock, do you want to fuck her?"

Darren turned around to look at the woman and she was already laying on her back on the bed with her legs wide open. Of course he loves to help people, he fucked her for nearly thirty minutes and we left her a cell number in case she wanted more.

Three days later, she rang, Darren told her it was too far to travel for a fuck, and so she offered him £100 to make the journey. Of course, I had to drive him down there. We had arranged to meet Brenda at the Railway Station car park, we saw her parked as we approached but carefully scouted the area first just in case it was a trap. As soon as we pulled up alongside her Mercedes, she jumped out and leapt into the back of our van.

“Come on Darren, jump in the back and get that cock inside of me, I'm desperate for it.” She muttered loudly.

Darren turned around in his seat and said, “Show me your lovely hairy minge first, you dirty cow.”

She was wearing a tennis outfit and I turned around to see her lift the skirt. She spread her legs wide and then with one hand pulled her panties aside and with the other opened her cunt lips. Darren was in heaven, I turned away.

“Let's fuck in the back of the Merc.” He said.

They both got out of the van, Brenda passed me an envelope with Darren's name on it, they got into the back of the Merc, it had a heavy window tint so I was spared having to watch their antics. I opened the envelope and pulled out five nice £20 notes and read a note enclosed for Darren telling him how much she enjoyed fucking him etc, I put it all in my pocket to be sorted out later. Some forty minutes passed by before they emerged from the back of the car and sat in the front talking for yet another 10 minutes. Darren eventually escaped from her and jumped into the van. As I pulled away they waved frantically at each other, until we were out of her sight.

“Well that's not bad for an hour’s work, and she is a great fuck, next week she's getting a hotel room for us, you can have lunch while I am working.” With that, we both burst into laughter.

We then came to our number three hit. Everything went smoothly as the husband had gone away that weekend fishing. In fact, she was very friendly, which showed as we went to take the photo. I explained what it was for and she didn't seem too concerned and wasn't shocked when I told her to hold his cock. Instead, she knelt down and started to suck him. “This will look better,” she said in between mouthfuls. An avid cocksucker, she was given the cell number and we'd heard nothing from her yet, but we knew we would eventually.

We checked the time, put all the envelopes back in the case and headed out to Number four. We backed into the driveway so a quick getaway was possible if needed. I walked through the side gate with Darren behind me. We dressed very smartly and looked well groomed. All part of my system, scruffy people are not popular. The back door was open and I walked straight in to see Paul sitting at the kitchen table with his cup of tea and still in his pyjamas.

“Hi Paul, we have come to rob you.” I said with my hand in my pocket as if I had a weapon there.

He went to stand up until he saw Darren towering behind me and any bravery he had went out of the window, he slumped back in his chair with his head down muttering about not hurting anybody. Darren shut the back door and we both sat at the table.

“Where is the wife?” I asked.

“Upstairs getting ready for a meeting, she will be down shortly.” He said, obviously trying to keep us downstairs.

“Ok we will wait here for her. Now where are all the phones in the house, including the mobiles?”

Paul told me in which part of the house the telephones were.

“Oh we have visitors, good morning gentlemen, Can I help you?” Cynthia said as she walked into the kitchen with a big smile on her face.

“Yes you can.” I said. “We are here to rob you; we take from the rich and give to the poor.” I said with a smirk on my face.

"So Robin Hood, would you like to sit down and have some tea before you plunder us.” She said sarcastically.

“Tea for me please.” said Darren. Who it seemed was enamoured by this woman, or more probable, wanted to fuck her to exhaustion.

“You are not very frightening for robbers!” Cynthia said.

“If you are nice, we are nice.” I said.

I sent Darren to get all the telephones collected together, when he returned we duct taped both of their wrists to avoid problems. Darren stayed with Paul in the kitchen while I went from room to room with Cynthia picking items for us to take. When we got to their bedroom, I told her to go through her jewellery box and pick out all the things that meant something to her and give me what was left. I went through her purse and took £200 in cash, and I found Paul’s wallet on the dresser and took £300 from him, leaving them both £20 each. Various other small things ended up with me, Cynthia could not understand it.

"You are very strange robbers," she said. "Why not take everything you can? All you have taken is worth nothing, a few thousand pounds maybe."

“More like three thousand I make it.” I said trying to sound offended. “My whole idea is we take nothing that will greatly inconvenience you, and you will be less likely to report it to the police. We also take a photograph of us all together, being very friendly as another incentive to keep quiet.

“That’s sounds interesting, when do we do that?” she said with a big grin, showing absolutely no fear of the situation at all.

We went back into the kitchen and sat her next to her husband. I asked Darren to go to each room and pick up the pillowcases of goods I had selected and put them in the van. I got the camera out to take our insurance pictures; Paul looked at Cynthia quizzically with this development.

“They are going to take photos of us altogether so we don’t report them or something.” She told him and he still did not seem to understand.

Darren came back and I told them we were all going to their bedroom. They sat on the bed together, while I sat on the small sofa they had under the window. Darren cut off the duct tape from their hands and they rubbed their wrists with relief.

“Ok line up, Darren, you get in the middle and put your arms around their shoulders.” Darren towered over them as they stood there.” OK everybody smile.”

SNAP. First photo taken.

“Get it out Darren, Cynthia, you can hold it if you want to.” Darren unzipped his fly and let his cock hang out; Cynthia stared at it and said.

“It’s still soft, let me stand in the middle and I can hold them both.” She said with a big grin and in her fancy Surrey accent.

Still smiling, she stood holding her husband's flaccid cock in one hand and Darren's fast growing cock in her other hand. I took the photo and she let both cocks go and asked me if I would take a photo of something she had always wanted, I agreed, bemused by the request but intrigued. She unzipped her blue dress and stood there in just her matching blue bra and panties. She asked Darren to stand behind her with his shirt removed to see the contrast of their body colours SNAP. Then it was bra off to show the colour contrast of Darren’s hands against her white breasts SNAP. Finally, his hand should go down her panties to see his colour against her white stomach SNAP. All photos taken.

Cynthia walked over to the bed, lowered her panties and got under a single sheet, Darren followed and joined her under the sheet and for a few minutes they lay there talking quietly while Paul and I sat by the window. Paul was watching every piece of the action, while I watched the driveway and the road. I heard a grunt behind me and turned to see Darren get a jar of Vaseline out of the drawer next to the bed, taking out a scoop, he smeared it over his cock and her pussy, then put his leg over her and she gasped saying.

“That feels wonderful let me help get it in.” She said as he slid into her and her legs wrapped around him.

Paul seemed very content to watch them both as they pounded away on the bed, with Cynthia sometimes looking straight at him with no emotions showing at all. Although we could not see the action under the sheet, after about 10 minutes they had both reached orgasm by the sounds we heard and now they just lay there seemingly asleep.

Shit! You have a visitor.” I told Paul as I saw a car pull into the driveway.

“It’s just my daughter, she will be no problem. He said nervously.

“Call her up here.” I ordered.

He called to her as she entered using her own key, and she came up the stairs in response. As she walked through the bedroom door, I came from behind it and grabbed her around the shoulders with one hand across her mouth. I sat her down on the floor next to her dad. He told her to be quiet and I would let her go, she nodded and immediately asked her dad what was going on.

“We are being robbed by Robin Hood.” He said laughing. “And your mother is just having a nap with one of the Merry Men." Even I started laughing at this.

“Hello Robin, I am Carol, nice to meet you, maybe.” She said with a big grin.

She immediately got up and walked over to her mother on the bed and pulled back the sheet for us all to see, they of course were naked. But the thing that was most interesting it seemed to all, was that Cynthia was holding Darren’s flaccid cock in her hand as they slept.

“Oh God, that is so horny.” Said Carol as she went back to sit at her father’s feet.

I was still keeping a look out from the window, I turned back for a moment and although Carol was sitting on the floor with her back to me blocking her father, I was sure she was playing with his cock. ‘Sick people I thought’ but I didn't really care. Cynthia stirred and started to wank Darren, then called to Carol.

“I think Robin needs some attention darling.”

Carol crawled over to me on her hands and knees; I stood up and dropped my trousers and boxers, Carol told me to sit back down again and as soon as I'd done so she started sucking my cock with great enthusiasm. I stretched my legs either side of her and looked around the room as she worked her magic. Darren was already plunging deep into Cynthia with her legs tightly around him ensuring she got every piece of him inside her. Darren was whispering in her ear, probably telling her she was the best ever, as he always did and they usually believed him. Paul was sitting there holding his cock watching his wife get a good fucking and appeared to be enjoying it greatly. I had a feeling earlier that he may be a watcher, in fact I sometimes enjoy watching as well.

Darren and Cynthia were the first to come with Cynthia making all sort of noises of appreciation. I soon followed with Carol draining every bit of cum she could from me, she was an excellent cocksucker and I told her so. We just sat for a few minutes waiting for something to happen when Darren spoke up.

“A nice pot of tea would go down well about now.” He said.

“Great idea said Paul; I'll go and put the kettle on.” I followed him down still slightly suspicious.

We sat in the kitchen until the others came down to join us. Cynthia prepared some lunch. We were all sitting down talking. I was chatting to Paul about antiques when suddenly Cynthia said to Paul:

“What about arranging something for Simon and Kendra? We could all be there.”

“Let me think about this," he replied, "and if we can get a phone back I will call Simon after lunch.”

“No phones until after we leave.” I said firmly. “But tell us about these people,”

“It’s Kendra, she has always had this fantasy of getting ravished and fucked to exhaustion by a huge black man, somebody even bigger than Darren.”

Darren and I looked at each other and both came out with the same name ‘Lenny the Trunk.’ Lenny was a friend who worked in the market, a big lumbering guy very easy going and a cock like an elephant’s trunk. I described Lenny to the family and they all thought he sounded ideal. It was obvious Cynthia did not want us to use Darren; he was just for her use.

"It sounds like you want us to go to this house of your friends and you'll be there as well. Then Lenny fucks Kendra, Darren fucks Cynthia, Paul watches and I find a few thousand pounds worth of items. What's Simon going to be doing? Remember, we do not want to hurt people.

“He will be in on it of course.” I'll see what we can arrange, can you phone me Monday night?” Asked Paul.

I agreed to this with some trepidation. It was time for us to leave; the van was all packed and ready to go. I took the bag of phones out of the van, gave them to Paul and we drove off. We hardly spoke until we got back into Esher checking behind us all the time in case we were being followed, but there was nothing.

“Fuck me, another successful day.” Darren screamed out laughing, and then passed me Cynthia's email address to send her copies of the photos.

We took all the stuff into the market to get it turned over as quickly as possible, I had a quick word with Lenny telling him we wanted him for a bit of enjoyable work and he would get paid a ton (£100), he was up for anything. I phoned Paul around seven that evening. He'd spoken to Simon, who was all for it, but had some worries about what we would take and he suggested I should telephone Simon myself.

I called Simon an hour later, he sounded an OK guy, and he told me about his wife’s fantasy in detail and what he wanted to happen. I told him we had to clear a £1000 each and £500 for Lenny. Therefore, a total of £2500 would get the job done. He suggested £2000 in cash and he would get together about £500 worth of goods for us to take to make it look real to his wife. He gave me his address, which I knew was just outside the St Georges Hill estate, no money shortage there. The date was set for the following Friday, early evening. He also told me Kendra’s clit stuck out like a small penis. I needed to see that.

The three of us met up at Harrington’s at five o clock and I talked them through the routine that was expected of them, they knew it was a set up and the wife of the owner was to believe it was real. I was to tell them exactly what to do. An hour later, we headed off.

Just over an hour later we arrived, I drove past the house and saw Paul’s car in the driveway. I did a tour of the area looking out for any parked car with people in them, but it was clear. We drove back to the house and pulled into the driveway, we ran to the front door pulling on our ski masks, which were supposed to make us look frightening. We walked straight in the front door, it having been left unlocked as arranged. Then looking to the left we saw them all sitting at the dining table eating their dinner, I screamed at them, telling them it was a robbery and to put their hands on their heads. Everybody looked suitably scared as I walked around the table duct taping their wrists, we put blindfolds on the two men, and after Darren put the blindfold on Cynthia, he slid his hand down her dress and felt her tits. Cynthia made suitable noises of shock and horror. Kendra was sitting opposite watching this happen and I am sure a faint smile came over her face.

This was my first chance to get a good look at Kendra, as Lenny put her blindfold on. She was probably late thirties, very well dressed in a cashmere top and a silk skirt. Not even five feet tall, but very well packaged, With Lenny standing behind her, she looked very tiny. Lenny put her blindfold on, and then ran his huge hand down her top to rub her tits. I went over to Simon and took off his blindfold and wrist restraints, I knew he would want to see this. He quietly leaned back to the cabinet behind him, pulled out a cam and started the filming as we had arranged. I went over to Kendra, she was still sitting there with Lenny mauling her tits, I touched her knee with my hand and her legs opened wide, knowing more was to come. I ran my hand up her leg and under her silk panties to feel her bald and very wet cunt. I whispered in her ear.

“You need it!” she just nodded. “Lenny, take her to her bedroom and keep her there until I get there.”

Lenny tucked her under one arm and walked upstairs, it was funny to watch. I released all their wrists and took off their blindfolds, Cynthia wasted no time in dragging Darren off to the spare bedroom for her dose of madness, with Paul right behind, also with a cam to capture the action. I sat back down with Simon for a few moments, he was already pleased with how things had gone and he passed me an envelope containing our fee and told me there was a pile of goodies in the garage for us as well. I was really starting to like this business.

Simon and I crept upstairs and I went into the bedroom first and turned on the radio so Kendra would not know who was in the room. I sat Simon in the corner with his cam running.

“Now what are we going to do with you.” I asked her, as she lay tied and blindfolded on the bed.

“Whatever you want, I presume. But I will do anything to stop you hurting anybody, Where are my husband and my friends?” She asked.

“Your husband and his friend are sitting in the kitchen tied to their chairs, the other lady is next door with my other black friend, do you want me to check on her for you, make sure she is not hurt?" I said sarcastically.”

I leaned over her and cut her wrists free of the duct tape, then pulled her arms so she was sitting up on the edge of the bed.

“Get your clothes off now.” I demanded.

“Let’s see how good you look then.” Lenny said leeringly.

I turned to look at Simon in the corner, he was enjoying every second of this and we nodded to each other as I left the room to check on Darren next door. Not unexpectedly, Paul was hovering over the bed filming every bit of action as Darren pounded into Cynthia; she was insatiable for Darren’s cock and was determined to get herself filled again. I went back into Kendra’s room, she had removed her sweater and skirt and was sitting on the bed in bra and panties.

“Lenny, remove her clothes now.” I shouted.

Lenny walked to the edge of the bed, pulled off her bra with one hand, and ripped her panties in half and off her with the other hand. Now she started paying attention!

I will say we both stood back to admire her body. I doubt she was five feet tall or weighed much over 90lbs, just very petite and perfectly formed. As we studied her Lenny dropped his trousers and moved in closer, he grabbed her hands and put them on his cock, she immediately got the message and started wanking him while saying.

“You are very big. Do you like this?”

He leaned down grabbed her around the waist and raised her high in the air, until her pussy was at his mouth level and he started licking the length of her sex quite hard with his tongue snaking inside of her. I could hear her panting as her breathing rate rocketed and watched as Lenny slowly lowered her, she slid down his body. She held onto his chest as his cock came against her pussy and she opened her legs to see if see could get the monster inside of her. Her legs wrapped around Lenny’s waist as he continued licking her nipples. There was just no way his cock was going to fit inside of her without some help.

“Forget it Lenny, she needs to be on top.” I whispered to him.

He lowered her back onto the bed and I got a chance to see her incredible clit and told myself I needed to play with that some time.

"You need lubricant," I called out. Kendra pointed to the bedside cabinet. I found a tube and passed it to her as she got Lenny laid on his back with a huge smirk on his face. Her hand never left his cock as she lubricated the whole length using both hands and then added a handful into her pussy. She got astride Lenny and very slowly introduced his trunk inside of her, her body shuddering with every movement of him entering. She started to go up and down on him taking about half his length initially and systematically getting more inside.

"Oh my God," she gasped.

She had never felt anything like this. Inside her pussy the slick walls were contracting sending pulses of pleasure through her and Lenny. He just lay there still with a big grin on his face and his eyes closed, while she did all the work. Simon and I sat watching from the rear of the room in amazement that this so petite woman could get that trunk inside her. Kendra intended to keep this going for some time. After every orgasm she had, she slowed to a stop and every time she felt Lenny getting close, she also slowed right down

After forty minutes, Lenny could hold it no more and with a bit of bucking from him he jetted his cum deep into Kendra, Simon and I watched as copious amounts ran down her leg as she dismounted and they lay exhausted next to each other.

Simon shut off the video camera and I told him to go back downstairs. I told Lenny it was time to leave and he got up, dressed and went downstairs, I covered Kendra with a sheet and removed her blindfold; she rubbed her eyes as she looked at me

“That was a fantastic experience, I want to do that again, are you the facilitator? Do you arrange things?” She asked as she pulled the sheet off her naked body and sat up on the bed. “If I make the arrangements, probably a hotel, can you get Lenny there to perform his service perhaps once or twice a month, starting next week?”

“£150 a visit at a hotel of your choice any afternoon, write your mobile number and I will call in a few days. I will probably want to have a nosh at that myself.” I said, pointing to her clit.

She laid back and opened her legs for inspection. “You mean this?” She asked and opened her cunt with her finger to my gaze. “That’s the first thing on the agenda at our next meeting then.” She purred, giving me her mobile number.

“I need a nap, see yourself out.” She said as I left the room.

I got the team together, the goods from the garage were all in the van. I told Simon and Paul that I would call them in a few days. We drove back toward home seeing four police cars on our way. I saw that as a bad omen.

I had settled back down after a few days and called both Simon and Paul, they were both more than happy with the service provided and they asked me to call them in about a month for perhaps another adventure. I followed up with a call to Kendra two days later, I knew she would have a plan to get her fill. Sure enough, she had booked two rooms at the Premier Inn at Burgh Heath one for her and Lenny and one for Cynthia and Darren for midday the following Friday. A quick price negotiation and the deal was sealed. We would arrive and sit in the restaurant until they called. I gave her a mobile number to call on that day from my selection. It was a short drive out of town just to the other side of Sutton, so an hour should get us there. I called Lenny and Darren and told them the good news. A day in the country and a fuck, they were happy. I decided this would be the day I would tell them what had been going on with me and the changes that were coming up.

I picked them both up outside Harrington’s at midday and we'd made the other side of Morden before I started to tell all.

“Sorry I've not been around much lately lads but changes are happening in my life, I have a woman in my life, we now live together, you know her Darren.”

"You are fucking kidding.” Said Darren in shock.  “Who the fuck is it?” He asked.

“Cynthia's daughter, Carol, and even worse news, she has got me a proper job at an Auction House as a valuer. I do get Thursdays off so we can still have a weekly jaunt like today.”

“Well I am pleased for you.” Said Darren. “If she fucks as well as her mother you are on a winner." Muttering to himself, he added.

“I love that big hairy pussy.”

“So to cap the shock, I had better give you my news.” Darren said. “Starting Monday I am a trainer at the new gym on the Broadway, I have to work Saturdays and some evenings but the best bit, I get every Thursday off, that’s Magic! And to even cap that I get my driving licence back as well, my two year driving ban is over.”

A big cheer came from us all

We both looked at Lenny. “Nah! No changes for me.” Darren and I burst into laughter.

We arrived at the Hotel and went straight to the restaurant. We had barely sat down when my cell rang, it was Kendra giving me her room number and Cynthia’s. I told Darren to get straight to work. I got Lenny a coffee and told him I was going to collect the envelope and to sit back and relax. I tapped on room number 454 and Kendra immediately opened the door, passed me the envelope and sat on the corner of the bed while we talked about nothing in particular. My mind was wondering if she remembered the conversation we'd had about her clit. She was looking absolutely stunning. She had removed her dress and was sitting in a bra and panties set with stockings to match.

“Time for you to work.” She said as she shuffled her panties down off her legs and moved up the bed, her head now on the pillow her legs opened while her knees came up and her hand covered her pussy.

“Jesus you are so fucking hot.” I said, mainly to myself

“I believe you wanted to have a nosh at this.” She said, using the exact words I had used, she took her hand away from her pussy

I wasted no time in clambering on the bed and buried my head between her legs, she smelt and tasted of perfection. At the first touch of my tongue on her labia her rose began to open and did so with increasing speed as my tongue took more and more of her into my mouth. I pulled back from the delicious honey pot to watch her clit come out to meet my tongue and I never disappointed her sweet little bud. I covered it with my whole mouth, enjoyed the feeling of its swelling arousal as my tongue teased without mercy. Her legs stiffened first, followed by the arms that were holding my head. Her orgasm was coming far quicker than I thought; first that guttural sound of pure pleasure soon followed by her whole body shaking.

“Damn you! That was so good.” Kendra said as she pushed me away and rolled in a ball. “Give me a minute to come down.”

I stepped into the bathroom to rinse my hand and wash my face of all Kendra’s juices that covered me. Soon back to looking smart, I went back to check on Kendra who was back in control, and passed me the envelope.

“That’s for both of us, now help me with this blindfold please, and send Lenny to attend to me,” she said laughing.

I grabbed her key card and left her there getting ready. I tapped on Cynthia's door, which was two rooms away and Darren opened it immediately, he was still dressed and Cynthia was naked on the bed.

“Everything ok?” I asked.

“Yeah sure, I am just sitting back admiring the super pussy. Will you be in the restaurant when I am finished?” He asked.

“Damn you are such a sick bastard! Yup I will be there.” I said laughing as I returned to the restaurant and left Lenny to his fun.

I made some calls while I had my lunch in the restaurant and arranged to get Darren’s car out of storage and have it checked out and serviced after sitting idle for two years. It was a very quick 1993 Cosworth RS Escort. I must admit that I doubted it would be long before he was banned again if he didn't slow down. It did mean with all the changes in our lives we would both be moving on, into other fields.

Several hours later, we all left the Hotel. It had been a satisfying day all round.

I dropped them both off at the top of Selkirk Road, during the trip back I had given Darren the cloned cell phone that had the number his ladies used to call for his services, now he was back to driving he would be making his own arrangements. This was the end of an era and we all knew it, but nothing was said as I drove way with a ‘later lads’ wave out of the window.

Over the next year many things changed for me, I had initially phoned Darren for a chat a few times in the first few months but that had tailed off. Carol and I had bought a small house more out of town, just after she became pregnant and we had a little boy and had decided to get married, so rather than send an invitation I took a drive down to Selkirk Road. Darren‘s car was there, but he wasn't in Harrington’s so I walked across to the market and strolled in, to find him and Lenny deep in conversation about the cost of something innocuous. Darren saw me first.

“Fuck me; he is back from the dead.” He called out, and rushed over to hug me, nearly crushing my ribs.

The three of us never stopped talking for hours. I told them they were invited to my wedding in a few months and that I had a son and had moved. Darren was doing well at the gym and was a manager now and hadn't lost his driving licence yet either. He was still seeing a few of the ladies including my mother in law about once a month and had even added a few new ones to the fold. We both looked at Lenny.

“Nothing new with me.” He said. Darren and I fell about laughing, although he was still seeing Kendra every month, lucky bastard.

We had all moved on. Nevertheless, it was good to be back as a part of the Sarf London Boys, if only for a few hours.

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Comments(7)


DirtyMartini
Posted 26 Jan 2010 02:35
Ah yes...let me know if any openings become available in this gang...
Bunny12
Posted 03 Jan 2010 19:12
That's some fine writing DB!!! Fergie get a life no way does this deserve a one.
mercianknight
Posted 30 Dec 2009 10:21
I actually found myself snickering and getting aroused all at the same time. Nice job.
rxtales
Posted 26 Dec 2009 15:01
Excellent Read DB, enjoyed it very much!

WellMadeMale
Posted 24 Dec 2009 14:05
Proper English + improper rogues = entertainment deluxe
fergie57
Posted 24 Dec 2009 13:15
Scored with a 1 because: dtd not like

verity
Posted 24 Dec 2009 11:27
Dramatic and brilliant! Thanks, great read.
 

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