‘Will my boy! Back from work already?’ He bellowed to me, half way from across the pub as I kicked off my boots. Checking my phone, I realised I w...s back almost on the dot which was unusual for me. Normally, I liked to stay behind and make sure everything was set up for the next shift. Today though, today I too wanted to see what all the gossip was about. Taking a seat at the bar, I leant over and shook my dad’s beefy hand as he excitedly pulled a pint of diet soda for me. ‘Yeah dad, I figured. "Shit," he whispered."What do you want?" he shouted out."Shit, shit, shit," he heard her saying."Bobby, can you do me a favour?" she asked sweetly."Sure, sis," he said, switching his TV off again and getting up and heading to his sister's room."No, no, you mustn't come into my room," she screamed."What the fuck?" he said."Look, Bobby," she said, "fuck, this is embarrassing. Look, brother, Mark's left me lock up, shit." What?" said Bobby."Handcuffs, that bastard Mark as left me locked up," she. I didn’t want to be involved, romantically or sexually, with a wife-beating drunk. I was skilled at distracting him until he lost interest, every single time. Ironically, I got with Dirk, anyway. You’re only the third man that I’ve been with. The second one was Dirk. The first one, well, this is kinda embarrassing to confess, but it was Barry. Yep, my own brother took my virginity. I didn’t tell you that before because it’s a bit ... hard to admit something like that. I’m a fucking redneck. Their sexually aroused bodies pushing against each other."Better get indoors I think," said Emily before picking up the riding crop and unlocking the cottage door.Emily sometimes got her arse whipped by a Catherine Phillipson who was of a similar class and age to her and such a whipping was always followed by lesbian sex but she had not had a thrashing from a male for perhaps thirty years.They found themselves in one of the bedrooms and clothing was removed in between bouts of snogging until.