"What makes you think I wont tell everyone?" I asked.She put her hands on my neck, kissed me softly and said "Well I'll just have to persuade you" She...giggled and kissed me harder. Her tongue made its way into my mouth, I didn't protest or resist. She moved down to my neck, kissing and sucking. I couldn't believe this, it was what I've always wanted. She stopped sucking on my neck and made a pop sound as she removed her mouth. "Nikki!" she called. The blonde came from around the corner. "Oh,. ...”She snickered and got up from the bed. “That's okay,” she said, opening the drawer of her nightstand and picking up a small box from inside. “We can use mine.” Handing it to me, she said, “I hoped these would come in handy someday.”I looked at the box – a 10 pack of lubricated condoms – good ones, not latex, but the 'real feel' material. “Ooooo... super thin for super sensitivity,” I said, reading the box out loud.“Yeah, but they're strong.” I looked at her funny, because... how would she. He could shout and scream at us all he liked (and did so extensively) but had very little leverage to force us to obey. So rebellion ruled, and I went back to my routine of swimming when I got home from school each day.Uncle Will had one trump card, and he played it at the beginning of June. “I’ve decided I need to teach you a lesson about your disrespectful behaviour. So I’ve notified your Cadets leader that you will no longer be attending.”I saw red but surprisingly held myself back from. ”“Good thinking, that man!” grinned Fiona.“Damn!” exclaimed Reginald. “Your talk about thinking reminds me I have not yet spoken to Frances and the rest of you about going back to the local farm with the detector.”“What are you talking about? You made a great find there. Why would you need to go back?”“It is not me, Fiona. It is the farmer: he wants his fields checked over so he can put up truthful notices warning off detectorists. He wants to tell them, there is nothing to find, so fuck off!.