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Part 13: I wish I had more air in my hair by Strawberry They new Rich had arrived when they heard a voice down stairs saying "Good evening Mrs. McDermott, may I please see Paul?" "Of course you can Richard, would you like to stay for dinner?" "Yes thank-you that would be lovely." Then the soft patter of feet came up the stairs. "Why the don�t I get treated with polite manner when I comer here." Tim complained "Because you don�t have any manners to begin with." Rich shot back as he walked through he doors. "So what the hell are we going to do?" Paul whined. "We need a plan, a good plan, that will work." Rich said. "Well ,derr obviously, but what about my sister we have to get rid of my sister before we attack Harmer. Tim I think you will come in handy." "Why me? Why do I have to deal with Sharon? You do it, she�s your sister you must know how to fight her." "I usually just yell for mum." He whispers. "You what? You wuss!" "Yeah well I usually hit her first then I yell." Paul did add that he also ended up on his back and trying to fend her off with his legs, just so the rest of his body doesn�t get hurt. He was ashamed that his sister bashed him. "Mummy, mummy, help me my sister is bashing me." Tim puts on a girly voice and prances around the room like he�s gay. "Shut the f--- up Ferguson! Just because you�re a really good gay impersonator. Now are you going to help me or not." "We are the only men who will stand up to her! We are brave and strong and can handle the little bitch. We know how to deal with her and it�s going to be easy." Tim jumps up and starts acting like he�s fighting someone. Rich jumps up next to him. "Yeah, Wendy is no threat to us because we are men and we men can beat that slag and we will beat her down good." Just as he finishes his little bit they hear the doorbell and they freeze. "Shit!" Paul whispers in fear. "She�s here." Tim says and grabs a hold onto Rich and they sit on the bed again. "Well, thank-you for you�re little performance men but we need to use our heads. Great! This is going to be a one man job seeing as you two have s--- for brains." Paul sulked grumpily. "What was it you wanted me to do Paul?" Tim asked. "I know I am going to regret this and I don�t want you to take it too far, but I need you to come on to Sharon." "What?! Really! Cool this is going to fun." Tim said rubbing his hands together. "Hold it there Tim there are going to be some rules here. She is my sister and I don�t want you to lay one finger on her, at all. No kissing, no touching, no looks, no promises of future meetings, nothing!" "That doesn�t leave much Paul." Tim said sadly. "Okay, just talk to her make her think you interested, keep her away for about half an hour, I think that�s all we�ll need." "We? What are we going to do Paul?" Rich asked with a scared look. "We are going to over power Harmer and shave every last hair off her body." Paul looked at them proud of his plan. "Every hair?" Rich said wide-eyed. "Yep!" "Everywhere?" He gulped. "Yeah why?" "I�ve never seen a naked girl before!" "Rich! This is Wendy Harmer, not a girl! She is an ugly brute who will scar us for life with the ugliness of her body. But this needs to be done. Revenge will be had." "Boys! Dinner�s ready." Came Mrs. Mac�s voice. "Okay, Tim remember what I said but don�t go to far." Paul looked at him warningly. When they reached the table Sharon and Wendy were already seated and one side. There was a seat at each end and three seats opposite the girls. Each of the boys took a seat, with Paul in the middle. Their meals were sat in front of them while they eyed each other off, sort of. None of the boys would actually make eye contact with Wendy. As Paul�s father walked in he exclaimed some expletives about feeding the whole neighbourhood and how they should start charging for each kid who wants to eat at his table. Over dinner Tim kept eyes of Sharon and to Paul�s surprise she wasn�t taking the bait, which was supriseing seeing as he had read her diary and on every page she has mentioned her only true love, Timothy Ferguson. It made him quite sick to think that his sister had a crush on the thing whom was sitting next to him with his elbows all in his elbow space. And the fact that she always used his full name like he was out of some fairytale or some rich gentleman who would wine and dine her, she�s dreaming, if only she knew the real Tim Ferguson the one they see everyday. Paul also had to fight with Rich for elbow space and in the end had to sit there like he had arms half the size of normal arms because he could hardly move them. When dinner was over Tim and Paul both let out massive burps while Rich wiped the sides of his mouth with a napkin. The two girls left and went up to Sharon�s room and were quickly followed by the boys. "What do you want f---nut? Get out of my room." Paul stood firmly in the doorway. "I�m not doing anything and not I won�t get out of your room." Paul�s first plan was to piss Sharon off, so he walked straight into her room and started looking at everything on her desk. "What are you doing? Piss off!" Sharon was getting angry. "No." Came Paul�s simple reply as he started touching everything on her shelves. "Yes!" Sharon said as she charged for Paul with a raised fist. He quickly left and shut the door. His mission was complete. "Now Tim it�s time for you to work you magic. Go and tell her about how much you feel sorry for her because I piss her off. Calm her down and tell Wendy to piss off so you can have some time with her alone. But don�t do anything to my sister!" And off Tim went. Paul and Rich scurried into the bathroom to get everything they would need to de-hair Harmer. When they returned she was sitting in Paul�s bed, both of the boys froze. "C�mon mate, we can do this." Paul said and stepped forward Rich followed and Paul closed the door. The both approached Wendy. "What are you guys doing?" She had spotted the equipment they were carrying. "We thought we would play a little game. It�s called Tie Wendy to the bed and shave her bald!" Paul said with a wicked laugh. "No." She made a dash for the door but Rich surprised himself and stood in front of her and stood his ground. She could get past. Paul had been working himself up for this, he knew when he was mad, he was strong. He threw what he was carrying onto the ground and wrapped his arms around Wendy�s waist and lifted her up onto his bed. "Rich help. Grab the rope from in my cupboard and try her arms!" Paul sat on top of her while he held her hands to the bedposts and Rich tied them. Then he turned around and held her feet while Rich tied them to the feet of the bed. Wendy was fuming and wriggled until she was exhausted. Rich and Paul watched her as she finally gave up, sweat running down her face. "You know you can�t get out of this one." Paul smiled at her. She was disgusted. "You guys are sick! Is this some kinky fantasy for you, huh?" She could see the scissors in Paul�s hands making their way to her clothes. "No this is just revenge, sweet revenge." Meanwhile back in Sharon�s room . . . Tim couldn�t believe after all the cold looks he received from Sharon at the dinner table, how easy it was to seduce her. All he had to do was show a little sympathy and she fell into his arms. They were lying on her bed kissing when she pulled away and asked he could hear screaming, he said no, although he could, and kissed her again. She had soon forgotten about Wendy until a sure scream came from Paul�s room. "What the hell are they doing to her?" She goes to get up. But Tim pushes her back down "Nothing, don�t worry." He tries to kiss her again. "Tim get off me I want to see what�s wrong with Wendy." She pushes him off her. "Nothing." He once again attempts to kiss her but instead receives a slap in the face. Sharon opens the door and rushes into Paul�s room just has he was cutting her pants off her. He had decided to go for her hair first and it lay all around them. Paul experimented to see how he would go as a hairdresser and saw what he liked when he stood back and Wendy only had a long strand coming from the front of her head. Rich had shaved her legs although Paul told him to shave something else because it would have been �good for future reference�, but he couldn�t do it, even shaving her legs made him feel sick in the stomach. Sharon didn�t stop when she opened the door she went straight for Paul, picked him up and tossed him over the other side of the room, she didn�t try to throw Rich but instead kicked him a few times until he was over where Paul was in the corner. She undid the ties and help Wendy up. Wendy went over to Paul and kicked him fair in the ribs. As she walked out of the room and passed Tim he sprayed deodorant on her legs and she slapped him across the face and another slap quickly followed that from Sharon. "Good one Tim, great help you were." Paul said as he tried to get up. "And I don�t think I told you to shave her legs did it Rich, huh? Did you hear the word legs come out of my mouth?" "No Paul, I didn�t." I looks at the floor ashamed. "Well, at least you go most of her hair off her head and I got some good lovin� from Sharon." Tim said teasingly. "You what!!!" Paul stood to his full height up at Tim trying to intimidate him but it wasn�t working. "Don�t worry Paul, nothing happened." "Are you sure?" "Yes, we just kissed and kissed and kissed and then she kissed me and then I kissed her and then . . . ." He was going on and on just to make Paul mad. "Alight I get the point. Anyway, at least she will have nice cut to show off to the school at the swimming sports." |
