The message from her uncle had asked her to come round immediately. Unsure why she had done as he asked and found a note on the kitchen table saying he was in the basement. At 18, Sara had blonde hair and blue eyes. Most men thought she was a goddess, and at 5' 10" with long legs, good tits and a great arse she thought so too. In fact Sara was very full of herself. Once people got to know her they also thought she was a stuck up bitch and a pain in the arse. Now she was furious at her uncle for dragging her here and then not being around. In a bad mood already she climbed down the stairs.

Ed watched as she descended and entered the gloom of the basement. his eyes ravishing her round little arse as she passed him by in the shadows. Since she'd been staying home today, just screwing around, Sara was dressed comfortably in short shorts and a top cut off below the chest. The shorts were getting to be too tight, Ed noted as he saw her white arse cheeks pushing out the sides. He walked up right behind her, staring into the little crotch. He goosed her, and she yelped, jumping backwards.

"What the fuck!" she cursed.

"Touchie, touchie," Ed snickered.

Sara punched at him but Ed held his hand up and pushed her fist away. She tried several times and then angrily tried to kick him. He laughed at her and grabbed her ankle, holding it high in the air as she hopped around on the other one, cursing at him.

"You sure do fight like a girl," he taunted, knowing it would just make her even madder.

"Let go of my foot, you scum-sucking bastard!" she screamed.

"Say pretty please."

"Fuck you!".....(cont)