The following morning Mandy awoke feeling confused and a little unwell. She knew the drink that Billy had given her was spiked and now in the cold light of day felt disgusted and angry by what had happened. All she could remember was taking the drink and then waking up next to him on the bed, the erotic dream she had was forgotten as dreams often are. She remembers leaving the memento of her panties on his pillow and realised that even at that point she must still have been under the influence of whatever she had taken.
She felt dirty and embarrassed by what had happened and as she thought more about it she suddenly had to run to the toilet to be sick. This was partly from feeling unwell but mainly from the thought of that hideous repulsive old hunchbacked freak and what he must have done to her.
She spent most of the morning in the bathroom showering herself, he made her feel so dirty, just the thought of him gave her the creeps and she was desperate to wash any trace of him from her.
Meanwhile Billy awoke to find the panties Mandy had left on his pillow. His mind instantly filled with images of her from the previous evening, he couldn't believe what had happened, it seemed almost as if it must have been a dream. He couldn't get the thought of her from his head and as he brought the panties to his face he filled his nostrils with the gorgeous scent of her expensive perfume. Then as he focused his attention on the crotch it changed to the even more gorgeous scent of her lovely juicy cunt.
"Mmmmmmm," he groaned as he ran his filthy tongue over the still damp fabric, the taste of her pussy seemed to be all over it. Instantly the rancid old hunchback stuffed the pillow between his legs and started humping it like a filthy dog. He stretched the panties across his twisted warty old face licking and sniffing the exact spot where her cunt would have been just hours before. He was so excited that it was only a matter of seconds before the pillow was soaking with his thick smelly spunk.
With images of her racing around in his head he knew he needed to see her again no matter what. She was everything any man could ever want, the sort of gorgeous young girl that usually only exists in dreams and fantasies, and he wanted her so much. The thought of her had him soon stroking his cock back to full hardness, and before long he was pumping another load of spunk from it, something that would happen several more times that morning.
As the next few days passed Mandy tried to put the disgustingly hideous old pervert out of her mind, but it wasn't easy. The ugly and scary looking creature, because a creature more than human was how he seemed to be, left a deep feeling of revulsion and hatred with Mandy. It got to the point that she considered going to the police to have him arrested for what he had done to her, but she wasn't so sure if that was a good idea.
Whilst at work later that week Mandy got a call, the sort of call she dreaded, it was George and he wanted her to go and see him straight after work. Mandy was now worried as she hadn't been expecting to hear from him, and the thought that she might bump into that grotesque freak Billy filled her with dread.
She had to think on her feet, she needed a plan, some sort of defence against whatever might be waiting for her. As she she thought through the day she eventually came up with an idea. It was a very simple plan, she would go to Billy (just the mere thought of him made her skin crawl) and make it clear to him that she was quite prepared to go to the police and have him arrested for what he had done the other day. The only way he could prevent that happening would be to firstly never make any contact with her again, and secondly to use his position to put pressure on George so that he too would leave her alone.
Simple yet effective, this way she would have the upper hand and there was no way she was going to allow it to fail. She knew Billy had the power over George and she now had the power over him. "Why didn't I think of it before," she thought to herself.
As she left work Mandy wondered if she should go home and change into something a little less sexy just to be on the safe side. The problem was she hadn't really got the time and anyway who was going to be in control here?
She arrived at the house and paused for a moment before knocking on the door. She felt a little vulnerable in what she was wearing but tried to remain positive and defiant.
That morning she had chosen to wear some rather expensive and sexy underwear, a full matching set of half cup bra, thong panties and suspender belt all in the softest shade of baby blue lace. On her legs she had opted for pure white stockings with a lace design around the tops and on her feet a pair of very pale blue high heel shoes. All so very feminine and pretty, not to mention incredibly sexy!
Over it all she wore a fine lambswool V-necked cardigan in the softest shade of lemon that hugged her incredibly curvaceous body perfectly. It stretched perfectly across her magnificently huge tits, it looked clingy but not tarty.
Below she wore a very short and rather tight powder blue skirt with a tiny slit up the back. Every time she sat down she had to grab the hem and give a sexy little wiggle in order to keep it covering her stocking tops.
After a few minutes uncertainty at the door to the house Mandy plucked up the courage to give it a loud knock.
Inside Billy stirred from his afternoon nap snorting and grunting like a pig.
"W...what...who...eh?" He stammered as he rubbed his eyes to try and waken himself properly. He got to his feet and brushed food crumbs from his lap onto the floor from where he had eaten his lunch earlier. The hideous old freak scratched his hugely deformed head as he lumbered across the room dragging his club foot as he went to see from the window who it was.
As he blinked in the sunlight he got the thrill of his life when he saw Mandy standing there. She had her back slightly to him and he became instantly mesmerised by the shape of her ass in the tight blue skirt. She stood with her back arched inwards which caused her ass to stick right out.
"Oh fuck yes," he muttered to himself as he hobbled as quickly as he could to the door.
As he opened it Mandy felt a chill go down her spine as she found herself face to face with this revolting monster. She instinctively took a step back as she looked him over, not quite able to believe just how ugly and scary he looked. It was worse than she remembered, his deformed old face dotted with warts, some sprouting hairs, his pug nose and lop-sided mouth, his over-sized head covered in lumps with random patches of long hair hanging from it, all these things were a terrible sight for the pretty young Mandy.
Then there was his stooping old body with the huge hump that dominated his back, his knuckles looked as if they could drag on the floor due to his crooked stance and his extremely short legs. A fat belly hung over his filthy black trousers, his stained and smelly t-shirt stretched tight across it unable to cover it completely.
Along with this he had a serious body odour problem, huge rings of sweat stained his t-shirt under the armpits. As he spoke she also caught the vile smell of his rancid breath, he was truly the most revolting unclean person you could ever wish to meet.
As he asked her in she told him firmly that she was going to stay where she was, she could say what she had come to say from the doorstep.
She began to tell him that if he didn't want her to involve the police in what happened the other day then he had better do what she says. All the time she's speaking he can't resist feasting his eyes on her. He was struck almost dumb by her beautiful fresh young face, she looked so innocent, almost angelic. He couldn't help himself from just falling in love with her right there, so sweet and pretty she was, and if that wasn't enough she had the sexiest most voluptuous body he had ever seen. All this wrapped up in a bundle of pure fantasy standing right before him causing his cock to stiffen almost instantly.
She went on to tell him what she wanted him to do, but as she spoke she noticed a stupid expression on his face, his tongue hanging out as if in a trance.
When she had finished and went to leave Billy dropped a bombshell. He again asked her to come in so they could discuss things further, and before she could refuse he went on to say how he was a good friend with the guy that runs the local sex shop.
"W...what did you say?" Suddenly he had her full attention.
"Yeah I was talkin' to him the other day and he was sayin' how he's got so many people pesterin' him for the name and address of a certain popular star of one of his videos."
Mandy just stood there with her mouth open in a state of shock, she figured that George must have told him everything.
"So maybe now you would like to come in for a chat, I mean I was so shocked when I realised that it was you he was talkin' about....."
That was all he had to say, he knew she had no choice other than to come in. It was all rubbish of course, he didn't know the shop owner and had never even seen the video, he just put his own clever little spin on the information he had bullied out of George.
As he turned and lumbered back into his own room Mandy knew she had to follow. She would talk to him and hopefully she could strike a deal where he would agree not to tell the shop owner who she was in return for her not going to the police. She knew she couldn't now anyway because the consequences would be too great, but talking to him was all she was going to do, there was no way she would allow this deformed freak any where near her.
