THE PATSY

You can imagine my poor trembling little legs, I
half expected to see the ant-Christ himself. Instead
I saw The Shit.
"Jeff you bastard!" I laughed with relief and threw
my arms around his neck. I was aware everyone
in the crowd had fallen silent and Skinner and Justine
seemed in awe.
Jeff peeled me off of him and pushed me lightly away
from him.
"As you were. I'm enjoying the show." His voice was
strangely hollow.
Skinner gulped a couple of times and I could see
sweat standing out on his shiny scalp. To think I
had fancied him rotten before. I must have been
particularly sad and lonely at the time.
"Becka, use these." Said Skinner and passed me some
spiteful looking clip things.
"What are they?" I asked doubtfully.
"Clamps, not too painful. Justine's favourites."
He said sardonically. I looked at the jeering crowd,
Justine's scared face and my conscience.
"Oh crap! Fuck this for a game of soldiers!" I
began to try to untie Justine's ropes. Try being
the operative word-they were way too tight and
complicated for me to work out.
"What are you doing?" Hissed Skinner.
"What's it look like? Games over, I'm taking her
home." I bloody was too, she looked like crap
and I was sure that she needed medical attention-
not more pain and perversion. Serve-what bastard
had done that to her?
Suddenly I felt my arms grabbed from behind,
Jeff's strong grip nearly lifting me off my feet and
dislocating my shoulders at the same time.
"Oi!" I squawked in protest.
"Shut up Becka! You are going to learn a few
new tricks tonight my girl! Skinner play with
' Patsy' give your audience what they want."
Jeff began to half drag me through the crowd,
nobody tried to stop him not even Alex.
Hey where the fuck was she?
"Alex!" I screamed at the top of my voice.
"Alex has been escorted off the premises by
that lovely butterball, Grady. Good to have a
friend so sympathetic to my needs."
"You always were a sick cunt Jeffrey, but this
is ridiculous! Where are you taking me and where
is your bimboid wife?"
"I'm taking you to EXCITE, Club X-it the place
where all your fantasies come true. Estelle is
already there waiting for us." His eyes had a
mental cast to them.
"Estelle will be less then delighted to see me."
I muttered, we were at the back of the Thrumz
now and going towards the bar. A side door
to the left was opened and I was bundled through.

Becka Martin
p.s Sorry about all the delays in posting folks!
Christmas, Sister-thing's panic over Mother
arriving , cold etc enough excuses!!