Wild Child - parts 41-45

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“Lucy Delaware,” he replied. “So when are you coming to visit again?”
“I’m not sure, I have a lot of things on my plate at the moment, I don’t know if I’m coming or going,” she lied again.
“Oh well as soon as you have a gap, give me a call and we can make a plan.”
“Sure, not a problem. Listen Bruce, I hate to sound rude, but I really have to run.”
“If you have to run, you have to run. Speak soon.”
“Of course,” she lied, “cheers.”
“Bye Angie.”2

She put the phone down and returned to the letters. It seemed that her father had been having an affair with Lucy since before she was born. Angie was devastated, how could he have done that to her mother? She continued to read through the love letters Lucy had written her father. She opened one of the letters that were still sealed, it read;3

To My Darling Bruce4

I am sitting here on our bed waiting, waiting for your call. I have such exciting news I can’t wait to tell you. I can only hope you will as happy as I am. I am going to have a baby, our baby. I pray that it is a boy so that you can have the son you so desperately want.5

When are you coming to visit again, the nights are so lonely without you here by my side. I dream of lying in your arms and making sweet love to you. Please call me soon.6

All my love7

Yours forever8

Lucy9

Her heart sank, Bruce was her father’s name; Bruce was Lucy’s child’s name. She felt nauseous.
There were more sealed letters after that, the letters went on to describe Lucy’s pregnancy and how much Lucy wanted her father there with her. 10

Angie has lost all track of time when Jimmy entered her room, “Mamma, are you coming down for supper?”
“Supper? What happened to lunch?”
“You missed that one, Veronique has made a Vegetarian Lasagne.”
“Why would she make that?”
“Because I asked her to, do you have any idea how long it has been since I had a decent Vegetarian Lasagne?”
“No I can’t say I can. Is your room to your satisfaction?”
“If it isn’t can I sleep in here?” Jimmy teased.
Angie glared at him. “Okay mom, no need to give me that look.” Angie followed Jimmy down to the dining room.
Veronique had set the table and taken the liberty of dishing up for them.11

“Veronique,” Angie said, “can I ask you something?”
“But of course my dear.”
“You knew my father before I was born right?”
“Yes, why are you asking?”
“Do you know who Lucy Delaware is?”
Veronique’s complexion went pale, “I recall the name, why?”
“What was the relation between my father and her?”
“I do not know.” Angie could sense that Veronique was lying to her.
“Veronique, don’t lie to me,” Angie demanded.
Veronique pulled out a chair and sat down, “She was a bad woman, I don’t know how your father got involved with the likes of her.”12

“What do you mean?”
“She was bad news, had a resort in the desert somewhere with a very bad reputation.”
“A whore house?”
“No not a whore house, completely the opposite. As far as I can recall it was solely for women, men were not allowed on the premises, and never allowed to become members.”
“But my father was a member,” Angie interrupted.
“He was,” she confirmed, “the only male member ever.”
“Did my mother know?” Angie asked
“If she did, she never mentioned it to me. Your mother was a very sick woman, who kept much to herself.”13

“This is awesome, finally I get to hear all the nitty gritty dirt about my family,” Jimmy voiced.
“Jimmy this is never to leave these four walls,” Angie ordered. ”EVER!” She barked.
Jimmy had never seen his mother act this way, “Okay,” he whispered.
“Veronique, do you know if she, Lucy, ever had any children?” Angie snooped.
“Not that I know of, but you never can tell,” Veronique answered.
Angie pushed her meal aside and excused herself.
“I am going to continue going through the trunk, see you both in the morning.”
Both Jimmy and Veronique watched Angie as she climbed the staircase towards her bedroom. 14

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She sat down in the middle of the paper mess she had created whilst reading. Angie followed Lucy’s pregnancy through her letters right until the day she gave birth. Lucy had described the entire process to her father in a letter. Lucy wrote that she was going to name their son Bruce after him. Angie felt sick, the realisation that she had just fucked her brother made her run to the toilet and throw up.
Rinsing her face she returned to the floor and continued to rummage through the trunk. The letters became less frequent after that, going from between three and five a month to one every three to four months. The last letter was dated the day after Jimmy was born and contained a photograph of Bruce holding Jimmy, on the back Lucy had written:16

“Under different circumstances they could have grown up as family.” 17

Angie never met Lucy when she was sent there to have Jimmy. The only people Angie had any contact with were the midwife and a couple of the girls that worked there and thinking back they were all too young to be Lucy. 18

“Mamma, who is that?” Jimmy asked scaring Angie half to death.
“How long have you been standing behind me?”
“Long enough to see that, that photo has upset you. Who is it?”
“You’re bound to find out sooner or later. That my dear son is you a day after you were born,” she said pointing to the baby in the photograph.
“And that?” Jimmy pointed to the young boy.19

“That is,” Angie paused, “your uncle.” Angie finally admitted that she and Bruce were related.
“My uncle? I have an uncle? I thought we didn’t have any other family.”
“Apparently we do.” Angie went on to explain the events of her promiscuous father’s life and his illegitimate son, her brother.20

Angie’s life totally evolved around her son over the next couple of weeks.
Angie and Jimmy were sun bathing when Veronique brought the cordless phone to Angie.
“Nonny, there’s a call for you,” she said handing the phone to Angie.
“Who is it?”
“It’s Anthony,” she replied.
“Hello.”21

“Hey you, its Ant. Listen sweetie, what are you up to tonight?”
“I haven’t made any plans, why?”
“I was thinking perhaps we could go to Paradise?”
Angie looked over to where Jimmy was laying, “I don’t think so Ant, I’ve got company.”
“If you mean the Kid, bring him with. Or let Veronique baby-sit. Angie you can’t stay locked up in the house all the time, you’ll kill yourself.”
Angie had to admit, she was getting very restless being locked up inside all the time, perhaps this is what she needed. “Is Shanz going to go with?”
“I have no idea, since she met up with Suzanne I have hardly seen her.”
“Suzanne? You mean she’s still seeing her?”
“Yip.”
“What it been? About a month, two months?”
“Something like that, I have never known Shanz to stay with one woman so long, ever!”
“That makes two of us,” Angie chuckled.
“So are we on for tonight?” Anthony asked.
“Give me some time to think about it, and I’ll phone you later.”
“Great, speak to you soon.”
“Who was that?” Jimmy asked.
“An old friend of mine.”
“The one from the hospital?”
“No, her brother.”
“Her brother?” Jimmy smirked, “Is he as good looking as her?”22

“Jimmy, I have no problem with who you see and what you do, but Anthony is definitely not your type. Besides which he’s old enough to be your father!”
“I was just asking,” he teased her. “Mamma, I want to ask you something.”
“I’m listening.”
“Where can I go for some fun?”
“What fun are you looking for?”
“I want to go out somewhere, I’m getting bored sitting in every night.”
Angie was relieved, finally she felt she could do as she wanted and not feel guilty that Jimmy was there.
“Anthony has invited me out to Paradise tonight. If you want you can catch a lift with us, or you can take the Cruiser and go out on your own.”
“I think I’ll take the Cruiser and go out, that way you don’t have to worry about me getting home. If that’s okay with you.”
“That’s fine,” Angie replied. The rest of the day went relatively quicker. Angie managed to get hold of Chanette and arranged to meet her and Suzanne at Paradise later that night. She phoned Anthony.23

“Hi Ant, it’s all set for tonight. Shanz is going to meet us there.”
“Is she coming alone?”
“No, Suzanne will be with her.”
“Great, that’s all I need, to be surrounded by men-hating women.”’
“But I don’t hate men, so you’ll be safe with me.”
“Yeah, I know. What time do you want me to pick you up?”
“Shanz and Suzanne are due to be there at about twelve-thirty, so I suggest we leave here then. If you want you can come through earlier and have supper with us.”
“Cool, I think I’ll do that. Does this mean I finally get to meet your kid?”
Angie cringed, “Yes Ant, you’ll get to meet Jimmy,” she said and hung up. 24

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Plans did not exactly work out as Angie had planned, Jimmy made arrangements to meet some friends he had made and left the house that afternoon. By the time Anthony arrived Angie had changed their supper arrangements to a candle-lit dinner for two.
“And to what do I owe this?” Anthony asked.
“Nothing, I just felt like doing something different.”
“Different? This sure is different. Where is Jimmy?”
“He’s gone out.”
“Do that mean there is no-one in the house?”
“Yip, all alone. It’s the first time in weeks and I don’t know what to do,” she confessed.
“Ooh, I see motherhood has settled in.”
“Screw you Ant, I’m just not used to having anyone live with me.”
“Relax, I was joking with you.”
“You have a lousy sense on humour. Now if you will follow me, dinner is waiting.”
“Nice,” he said as he walked in to the candle-lit room and sat down.
“What’s for desert?” He asked with a twinkle in his eye.
“Is that all you think about?” she scolded.
“Only when I’m with a beautiful sexy woman.”
“You know flattery will get you everywhere Ant.”
“Not everywhere, just in your bed.”
“I swear you’ll never change.”
“Why should I, this is how you met me, and this how I will die.”
“So where did Jimmy go?”
“I ain’t got a clue, he left here this afternoon, and told me that he would be in late.”26

“So tell me Angie, how are you otherwise?”
“Great,” she answered casually.
“Why do I not believe you?” Anthony inquired.
“Believe what you want Ant. Anyway, why wouldn’t you believe me?”
“How long have I known you Angie? A good many years, and this is not you.”
“What do you mean this is not me?” Angie was getting irritated with Anthony’s questions.
“Staying at home, being the good mommy. You are too used to getting up, running around all over the show. As well as getting laid!” he added.
Angie burst into tears.27

Anthony shot up like a bullet and went to her side. He drew her into his arms and held her close. “Hey, it’s okay,” he reassured her, “everything will work out alright.”
“It’s not that, I don’t know what to do or say, I don’t know what to do with him,” Angie sobbed.
“Angie, it’s not that bad, you don’t exactly have to hand feed the boy, he’s old enough to take care of himself, let him live a little. Isn’t that why he wanted to come and live with you?”
“I suppose so.”
Anthony was still holding Angie close against his chest when he lowered his head and kissed her on the mouth. His tongue penetrating her mouth and taunting her tongue to co-operate. Angie kissed him back. Angie felt as though it had been since forever that she had been held by a man. Anthony swept her off her feet and made his way up stairs.
“What are you doing?” she stammered.
“Taking you to bed.”
“Why?”
“Because I have wanted to make love to you since you were sixteen, and every time we manage to get together, we get interrupted.” 28

Anthony unbuttoned her blouse sliding it over her shoulders and down her arms, revealing her perfect breasts. Bending his head and placed his mouth over her nipple gently sucking it into his mouth. Angie could feel the waves of desire wash over her body. She arched her back, pushing her body against his face.
Anthony placed his hand behind her neck and drew her face to his, kissing her long and deep.
Angie felt him getting harder, the rough denim rubbing against the softness of her thigh.
“But Ant, we’ve got plans. . .” she protested.
“They can wait, this can’t,” he answered as he kissed her lips.
Angie opened her mouth and kissed him back. It had been way to long since she had been kissed with such passion, let alone been made love to.
She loosened his denims and pushed them down over his round arse. Anthony stood up and removed his clothing, his body was exactly as she remembered it so many years back. It was as if he did not age.
He placed his hands on the outside of her thighs and lifted her skirt over her waist. Laying on top of her he slowly and gently pushed the tip of his member into her anxiously awaiting pussy. She let out a groan of delight.
“Ooh, Ant,” was all she could muster before he thrust himself deep inside of her, feeling her cervix against the tip of his head.
His motions were slow and rhythmical, he was watching Angie’s facial expressions as he made love to her for the first time.
He could see that she was in ecstasy.
Anthony slowed down and pulled out of her even slower. Moving down her body he knelt on the floor in front of her bed and pulled her down far enough for her butt to rest just on the edge of the bed and her feet on the floor. He spread her legs as far apart as they would go and buried his head in the soft flesh of her shaven haven.
Angie could feel the stirrings, not only deep within her stomach, but deep within her soul.
She arched her back and pushed her fanny hard against Anthony’s face. Anthony placed her back on the bed and once again started to lick and suck the folds of skin between her legs, occasionally inserting his tongue into her already wet cunt.
Angie could feel the wetness dripping out of her and down the crack of her arse. Anthony placed his thumb over the butt hole. Angie gasped for air. He gradually inserted it into her butt all the while still tonguing her throbbing cunt.
Angie began to move her pelvis up and down against his face, Anthony took this as his cue and resumed his place on top of her. Angie reached down and guided Anthony’s cock to the opening of her womanhood, as soon as she could feel the tip entering her she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him into her. Anthony picked her up so that she was sitting on his waist, and stepped back until he felt the rough cold wall against his back. He turned around placing her back against the wall. They were kissing while Angie moved up and down against his torso. Her motions began to speed up, Anthony had his hands on her back and bounced her body against his. Suddenly with will all his might he pulled her down hard against his ejaculating cock, this made Angie’s body convulse in a multitude of orgasms.
Putting her arms around his neck, she unclasped her feet from behind him and slid off his sweaty body.29

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“That calls for a shower,” she stated as she walked into the bathroom.
“Do you mind if I join you?”
“Not at all, I was hoping you would,” she whispered and opened the faucets letting the water sting her soft flesh. Anthony stepped into the shower and immediately picked up the bar of soap, lathered it up and washed every inch of Angie’s body.
Angie stood under the streaming water for a couple of minutes while Anthony washed himself and stepped out before she could. He reached for her towel and placed it over her shoulders as soon as she came out the shower. He dried every inch of her body before letting her go to get dressed for the evening.
He dried himself and headed back to the bedroom. By the time he found all his clothing and re-dressed himself Angie stepped out of the walk-in closet and showed herself. 31

“Wow! You look stunning,” Anthony burst out. Angie was wearing a white mini dress with mother of pearl sequins stitched to it. It hugged her body perfectly, showing off every curve to its full advantage.
“I’m going to be the envy of a lot of people at Paradise tonight, especially Shanz!”
“I doubt it, she’s still very hung up of Suzanne.”
“Oh yeah, right like that’s going to change anything?”
“It already has. She’s never been happier Ant, and I’m telling you this as her best friend.”
“I suppose she’ll never cease to amaze me.”
“Don’t fuck up a really good evening with your sarcasm, because if you are going to, I’m staying right here.”
“Relax Angie, no need to bite my head off,” Anthony defended himself, “are you about ready to go?”
“Yes, I suppose,” she stated.
Both Angie and Anthony were dead quiet in the car on the way to Paradise. By the time they got to the club they could see Chanette and Suzanne waiting in the queue to get in.
“It’s about time you got here,” Chanette said as they went to greet her.
“You could first greet a person you know,” Angie snapped as she placed a kiss on Chanette’s cheek.
“Hi,” came a squeak from Suzanne who seemed to be hiding behind Chanette.
“Hi Suzanne.”
“It’s nice to see that you get snappy with everyone and it wasn’t only directed at me!” Suzanne joked.
Angie shot her a look that made her turn pale and kept her quiet.
“There ‘s no need to be a bitch Angie, “ Chanette defended her girlfriend.
“Shanz, don’t start with me, I’m not in the mood.”32

“Hi I’m Anthony, Ant, Shanz’s brother,” Anthony said as he grabbed Suzanne’s hand and kissed it.
“Ant do you want to live to see the morning?” Angie asked him.
“Why, what did I do?”
“If I were you, I would stay very far away from your sister’s girlfriend. Don’t you remember what happened last time?”
“Last time?”
“Yes last time you got friendly with one of Shanz’s girlfriends.”
“Oh yes,” it was Anthony’s turn to go pale as he remembered. ”She almost killed me,” he whispered.
“Precisely, in other words, stay away from this one.”
The queue had begun to move and they made their way towards the entrance. When they reached the bouncer they were stopped, “You three can go in, she can’t.” he said as he pointed towards Suzanne.
”If she can’t go in, then we’re not going in,” Chanette stated.
“Speak for yourself,” Anthony chipped in, as he pushed passed them and walked into Paradise.
“Aaargh, I swear that man infuriates me!” Chanette belted as she turned around to walk away.
“Hey guys,” Anthony called from the door, “come in, you too Suzanne.”
“What?” Chanette gasped from where she stood, “is this some kind of sick joke?”
“No Shanz, not at all, I do have some contacts and influences here and there, and you of all people should know that by now,” Anthony responded to his sister’s outcry.
Angie pulled both Chanette and Suzanne by the hand and entered the doors of Paradise. 33

They made their way to the bar where they placed their order and immediately bee-lined for the dance floor. Chanette and Suzanne were all over each other on the dance floor, groping and kissing, much to the disgust of Anthony. “Shall we go sit down?” he asked Angie.
“Why?”
“Because I really don’t feel like watching Shanz suck face right now. I seriously have not had enough to drink to watch her.”
“Ant you’re sick.”
“Absolutely, no doubt about it,” he chuckled. 34

Angie gazed across the dance-floor looking at the people when she noticed someone looking at her. Their eyes locked and Angie could feel her blood begin to rush. The woman began to move towards her, beckoning her to the dance floor. Angie stood up and made her way over.
The music seemed to mysteriously slow down as they reached each other, they entwined their arms around each other and moved their bodies to the music. They were lost to the world, to each other. Angie’s mystery woman pulled her by the hand and headed towards the door.
“Where are we going?” Angie asked.
“I’m taking you home with me,” she replied.
“Excuse me? What do I look like? Fast food?” Angie snapped out of her mesmerised state.
“Listen love, I’m not going to eat you, or drug you, unless of course you want me to. I just thought you wanted to get out of here as much as I did, obviously I was mistaken,” she said letting go of Angie’s hand and walking away. Angie stood there in shock, not sure whether she wanted to laugh or cry. Angie had just turned around to make her way back to where Anthony was sitting when she felt a tug against her arm, she spun around and was confronted with the stranger once again. 35

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“Sorry, I didn’t mean to freak you out. I’m Nitta.”
“I’m Angie,” she replied wearily.
“I know,” she confessed, “I’ve been watching you for a while.”
Angie was beginning to feel freaked out again.
“I asked your friends who you were, the ones you came in with,” she went on to explain.
“Oh,” was all Angie could manage to say.
‘You aren’t exactly talkative are you?” Nitta went on.
Angie was at a total loss for words, this was one woman who had somehow managed to keep Angie stumped for words.
“I would talk if I could get a word in edge-wise,” she mumbled.
“So,” Nitta began, “would you like something to drink?”
“Huh? No thanks, I’m fine,” she replied.
“You don’t talk? You don’t drink? What do you do?” Nitta persisted as she turned towards the bar tender and ordered her drink, not waiting to hear what Angie had to say.
Angie took the opportunity to quietly and quickly disappear before Nitta could realise that she had split.
Angie had barley turned away when she felt Nitta pulling her back, “Where you going?”
“To dance,” Angie replied quickly.
“Cool, I’ll join you.”
Angie wanted to strangle this woman, she was really beginning to be a total pain in the neck.
“Nitta,” Angie began to say.
“Let me guess, I talk too much and you aren’t interested?”
Angie was gob-stopped, “It’s not like that,” she started, “actually yes it is.” Angie couldn’t stop herself. “I don’t want to sound nasty Nitta, but you are really painfully persistent.”
Nitta stood there with a mouthful of teeth, not knowing what to say or do. “I’m sorry,” she said quietly, “I didn’t know, no-one has ever said that to me before.” It looked as if Nitta was about to burst into tears.
Angie felt sorry for her, putting her arm around Nitta’s shoulder she nudged her toward the dance floor. “I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings,” Angie began to explain. “I’m just not used to people I hardly know carrying on like that.”
“I was trying to get to know you.”
“I suppose you were,” Angie affirmed. The mood had lifted slightly and Angie didn’t feel so intimidated by this persistent little woman, and began to enjoy herself once again.
The music had changed from contemporary dance to a slow dance, Nitta pulled Angie close into her arms and began to move with her. Their bodies became as one.
Angie could feel her body melting against Nitta’s, time seemed to stand still. 37

Anthony tapped Nitta on the shoulder, “Sorry to interrupt, can I please speak to Angie.”
Nitta stepped aside and Anthony cut in. “Angie I’m cutting out of here, are you going to be alright to get back home?”
“Anthony I’m a big girl now, I’m sure I can manage to get home on my own.”
“I forgot I’m speaking to the queen of getting home.”
“What’s gotten up your nose tonight Ant? You are being such a prick.”
“Let’s just say that I really am not in the mood for Shanz.”
“Have the two of you had an argument again?”
“No, not exactly. I’m just not in the mood for her. I’ll call you.” Anthony hugged her and made his way to the exit. Nitta took Angie’s hand asking, “Are you okay?”
“Yeah sure. My lift just bailed on me.”
“Well I can give you a lift home if you like, or if you prefer we could go back to my place.”
“Yeah, sure, whatever,” Angie replied still pissed off with Anthony.
“Would you like to leave now?” Nitta asked.
“Huh? No, unless you are ready to leave.”
“I don’t normally leave before sunrise,” she confessed.
“Well that would normally make two of us. I swear I’ll never understand Anthony.”
“Anthony?” Nitta looked puzzled, “Is he your boyfriend?”
“No, not my boyfriend, he’s just a good friend,” Angie explained, “sometimes” she added as an afterthought.
“Didn’t you come with him?”
“Yes we came together, but we are obviously not leaving together!” She chuckled.
“What’s so amusing?” Nitta enquired.
“Ant is so temperamental sometimes, I swear he should have been a woman! But enough of him, are we going to dance or do you want something to drink?”
“How about we get outta here and go back to my place for some coffee?”
“Coffee, or coffee?” Angie smirked.
“Which ever you want!”
“I’ll be right with you,” Angie advised. “I’m just going to say cheers to Shanz.”
“Great, I’ll get you outside.”
Angie made her way to Chanette and Suzanne, “Listen guys, I’m going. Shanz, I’ll call you tomorrow or sometime.”
Chanette gave Angie a queer look and waved as she walked away.
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