Deadly Embrace by Jackie Collins (ebook reader for manga TXT) 📕

knew he had to kiss her in a passionate way. But what did he do after that? Just shove it in? Was that what she expected?

It would have been nice if his dad had given him some guidelines. His pals at school weren’t much help either. Virgins, every one, much as they claimed otherwise. He was the first one doing the dirty deed and he couldn’t wait.

Polly sashayed into the tiny bathroom. ‘I’ll be right out,’ she called, shutting the door behind her.

He hurriedly pulled the bedspread off the bed. A roach ran across the once-white sheets. He hit it with his shoe and flipped the body behind a chair. Girls didn’t like crawly things, he knew that.

Should he take his pants off, or keep ’em on? That was the burning question. He decided to keep them on.

When Polly emerged a few minutes later she’d removed her sweater, but she still had on her knee-high white boots, fake leather mini-skirt, and a white bra. ‘So,’ she said, facing him, a challenging look in her eyes, ‘you gonna fly me to the moon, or what?’

He grabbed her with a show of strength and began kissing her again, pushing his tongue round her teeth, kneading her breasts, reaching for the clip at the back of her bra, struggling to get it off.

Impatiently, she helped him. The bra came off and her breasts tumbled out, big and round, with enormous nipples.

Jeez! Once again, he almost came in his pants.

Somehow he managed to maintain control, and by the time the two of them fell back on the bed, he’d decided he was going to try to savour every moment of this fantastic new experience, make it last as long as he could. Which, the way he was going, was not about to be too long.

‘Where you bin?’ Grandmother Lani demanded the moment Michael walked through the door. She was always questioning him, criticizing his friends and trying to find out what he was up to. She drove him nuts.

‘What?’ he mumbled, hardly in the mood for conversation. He had one goal, and that was to make it to the safety of his room, where he could relive the whole incredible experience with Polly, and maybe jerk off, because he was already horny again.

‘I said where you bin, young man?’ Lani repeated, folding her arms across her chest.

He wondered if she suspected he’d just got laid. Grandma Lani was very intuitive.

Vinny, glued to the TV watching The Andy Griffith Show, didn’t bother looking up.

‘I was, uh…out with some pals,’ Michael said.

‘Those boys you hang round with are nothing but trouble,’ Lani complained. ‘You should spend more time at home with us.’

Sure, he thought. That’d be a laugh a minute.

‘Anyway,’ she continued, ‘some girl dropped by with cookies for you. Seemed sweet enough.’

‘Who was she?’

‘I think her name was Tina.’

‘Oh, yeah,’ he said, suddenly remembering that he’d promised to call her and hadn’t. She’d probably come snooping round to see what he was up to–girls girls were like that, always wanting to know everything. ‘She ask where I was?’

‘She did,’ Lani said. ‘Only I couldn’t tell her, could I? ’Cause you don’t tell me anything, do you?’

‘I was with the guys,’ he said, repeating himself. ‘Y’know, Max an’ Charlie.’

‘Those two louts,’ Lani said, her voice full of disapproval. ‘I hope you weren’t smoking.’

‘Who, me?’ he said innocently.

‘All boys smoke,’ Lani grumbled. ‘Don’t think I don’t know what you get up to, young man. And you’d better not let me catch you. Smokin’s a filthy habit. I hate filthy habits.’

I know that, he thought, attempting to slide out of the room.

‘Don’t you want your cookies?’ she asked, coming after him.

He mumbled a quick ‘No.’

‘And you’d better not forget, you’re working in the store tomorrow.’

‘How many times I got t’tell you?’ Vinny said, dragging his eyes away from the TV. ‘Michael does not work at the store on Saturdays.’

‘That’s ridiculous!’ Lani snorted. ‘It’s just a superstition on your part.’

‘No, it’s not,’ he said, turning to his son. ‘You hear me, Michael? You will not there on a Saturday. Don’t listen to her.’

‘God help me!’ Lani sighed, throwing her hands in the air. ‘Somebody save me from these two impossible men.’

‘S all right, Grams,’ Michael said, trying to placate her. ‘I’ll do whatever you want.’

‘No, you won’t,’ Vinny interrupted fiercely. ‘You do not go near that place on a Saturday as a sign of respect for your dead mother. You understand me?’

‘Yes, yes,’ Lani said irritably. ‘He understands. I’ll get extra help if you force me to. Things are bad enough, but what do you care if I have to pay for another pair of hands?’

‘Do that,’ Vinny said, returning his attention to the TV.

Michael escaped to his bedroom and slammed the door. The room was small, but at least it was all his. On the wall he had a large, blow-up poster of Wilt Chamberlain tacked up next to a glamorous picture of Elizabeth Taylor lounging on a leopard-print couch in a sexy white swimsuit.

Tonight he didn’t need the inspiration of Elizabeth.

Tonight he would sleep like the man he now was.

Chapter Five

Dani: 1961

The day she got her period, Dani knew she had to escape from the godawful place she called home. At thirteen she was still a child, although physically she looked like a young woman, with her blossoming body, gossamer yellow hair, clear blue eyes and fine features.

‘Can’t wait for this one t’be of an age,’ her daddy often said, to anyone who’d listen. ‘She’s as ripe as a peach ready for the pickin’.’

‘You’d better watch out,’ Emily, one of her older half-sisters warned her. ‘Soon’s he knows you’re bleedin’, he’ll be at you.’

‘No,’ Dani said defiantly. ‘I won’t let him.’

‘Try stoppin’ him,’ Emily said. ‘He’ll force you, exactly the same as he did me.’

Little did Emily know that Dashell had already molested Dani. When she was younger he’d sometimes take her