Three's a crowd
Briallen was waiting in her car for her sister to arrive home; the news that she had for her was bursting to get out. She had her portfolio with her and was about to reveal a secret.
As Glynda pulled up she was out of the car.
"Hi, Bri, what're you doing here? I was going to phone you later on, I've decided something."
Bri hurried over. "I've got three thousand in my bag."
"How? Where? Did you get that?"
"From the photographs, I went over for a shoot today, Waunarlwydd just outside Swansea. Ug, never again."
"Why what happened?"
She told her the story of the session over a cup of tea, half way through Glynda took her upstairs and made a bong for the pair of them.
"So Garry took some more of you, and those are the ones you sold."
"Yes, and he'll take more and we'll have great sex again. I think I might see if he'll marry me, I know he likes me and I think I can make him love me."
"Oh god Bri, we're in trouble. I'm going to leave Davyth, I was going to talk to Garry and ask him for a second chance. Davyth turned into a slob, he's got to girlfriends hidden away, he thinks. I've had enough, it's time to move on. I still half love Garry and I think he still loves me."
She looked at Bri.
"I've talked to old Jenkins, I want to buy Davyth out of the mortgage, give him back the money he's paid in. Then I was going to ask Garry to move in with me."
"Oh, sis, we can't both want him, we can't cut him in half, would you still let him have sex with me when we shoot the photos?"
"Is it sex or do you really want him?"
"I want him, he's sweet and kind, he's just a nice man, I'd marry him and keep him happy if I could. Oh come on, we used to share boys when you were in uni, letting them take me out clubbing."
There was silence for a moment.
"That was because I didn't like those places. This is different, I want to share my life with him."
"We shared our lives growing up, please, his cock's so nice."
"Well..., You could move in with us I suppose, the three of us together for a while, he'd have a couple of free days a month to sleep with you, how's that sound?"
"If you think it'll work, you're so nice to me sometimes. I've got to ring him later, we could ask him then."
"No, don't tell him, wait till I get things sorted out, It's going to mean a big row with Davyth I'm going to throw his two mistresses at him and throw him out, I could say "I'll phone the police and say he's threatening me" if he won't go." she explained. "When he's out I sue for divorce and then I can offer him the couple of thousand he's paid in."
"What if he won't take it, you'll have to sell the house."
"No. We've got negative equity; the house is worth less than the mortgage. If it's sold we'll still owe money. Don't worry, he'll take the money and run." Glyn said confidently
When she phoned me later Bri sounded very excited, talking to me about how she wanted to spend the money, paying down some of her debts but wanting to buy something for me because I made it possible.
When I persuaded her not to she insisted that she'd at least organise a party with Glynda for me.
I knew that there was more going on than I was being told but I couldn't draw any more information out of her. I'd just have to wait for the party to find out.
The week passed slowly, with my dissertation slowly taking shape, I wanted to get a rough draft ready for a mock presentation, being questioned on the precedents and the like.
I was also wondering about Glynda, with the chosen pictures being printed it would be at least until next week before I saw her.
I had a good productive session with my tutor in uni, he encouraged me to put more time in studying the parallels between the Australian law and the German in contrast over sentencing. Otherwise I was an easy pass.
I slept in on Saturday morning, the weather was fine with the promise of a cloud free night, and I was set for a little star gazing tonight. I'd gotten up around dinnertime, after a lazy breakfast I was up in my room preparing for tonight's celestial show, by mid-afternoon I was up at the telescope.
I had my camera set up and had finished programming the laptop for tonight's viewing when my phone rang. It was Glynda, she was shouting down the phone about Davyth trying to rape Bri, rather than trying to get her to calm down and explain I was on my way to my van in seconds.
Normally I'm content to amble along at or about the speed limit, today I drove like a demon possessed, it took me all of half an hour to make the normal forty five minute journey. Glynda and Bri's cars were in the drive when I got there so I parked out on the road, rushing up to the house.
Glynda had the door open as I got to it, as I got inside Bri through her arms around me.
"Garry." Was all she said before she started sobbing again.
As I manoeuvred Bri into the living room I was looking in askance at Glynda.
"Davyth came home drunk with his mates..."
"He tore my blouse open," exclaimed Bri.
"It's alright now, I'm here and you're safe now," I said, rubbing my hands up her back.
I looked at Glynda again.
"One of his butties has seen the shots you took of Bri; he downloaded them and showed them to Di...."
"He called me a slut." She clung tightly to me as I tried to ease us down onto the sofa.
"Bri let me tell him. Anyway, he came to compare the photos with our album; he was just getting it out of the dresser when Bri walked in."
Bri was still clinging tight and I'd ended up with her on my lap, with one arm round my neck and her head pressed against mine. I remember smelling the perfume in her hair.
"When he saw her he said 'How come you strip for strangers and not your brother in law', I asked him what he was on about, then he took the photos and threw them at me. 'Your little sister's a prick teaser, she walks round here in little skimpy outfits but won't let me touch her'."
I followed her look, the photos were still scattered by the kitchen door.
"Then he tried to rape me," chimed Bri again.
"He grabbed Bri's blouse shouting 'Let's have a fucking look at your tits then', Bri was struggling, I ran over to pull him off and his two mates scarpered, they legged it out the front door and were gone."
I felt Bri's silky hair on my cheek as she rubbed her head against me.
"I pulled at him and with Bri's struggling we got him to the floor, that's when her blouse was ripped. Bri was screaming at him, I was telling him to get out, that I was going to call the police from Maesteg, Bri wouldn't let him get up, and she kicked him three times as he crawled to the front door."