Smoking without fire part two

Meanwhile....
Parsley had carefully secured his trouser turn-ups with cycle clips, fetched his trusty Raleigh Tourer from the shed in the garden,looked at his watch, still another two hours before he must start the evening paper round, he ran his fingers through his fast receding hair line and placed his safety helmet on his head, then, crouching low over the handlebars he set off to see the one person that he felt could help him, His Grandfather, known to one and all as Old Father Thyme, his Grandfather had also been a failure in life and bore a grudge against everyone and everything except for Parsley in whom Grandfather Thyme recognised a kindred spirit, "Yes" thought Parsley, " If anyone can help me, then Grandad Thyme is that man".....

Amalia withdrew her finger from her left Nostril - Damn Sage and his Hygene ethics! - She flicked the offending glop into her sister Anastacia's hair - and chuckled - she adjusted her puce coloured leggings and Orange vest - slipping her hand under her big globules of flesh pulling them up hoping to draw Sage's eye to her flabby chest. - About time to get in touch with Parsley she cackled - he was hot - Sock suspenders did it for her everytime - She would get rid of Chastity and maybe have a threesome with Sage and her sister. she licked her lips at the thought - accidently stabbing her coldsore with her sobbering tongue...

"You've got email" Parsley's Laptop flashed - Sh1 t - His brother Basil was coming home - damn him - Parsley's name gave a false impression - that he was mild and sweet - However of the three brothers he was the Evil one - He hated that both brothers were so successful yet he still struggled with his Paper round - The others were so close - he was the dark outsider - he had a cunning plan that would be the undoing of the strong Sage and Powerful Basil - That college will be literally going up in Smoke! - He secured his Sock Suspenders and slipped on his sandles... Now where to get some explosives in Bagshot!

Sage's phone vibrated - He shoved his hand down the front of his trousers to retrieve it - Crikey that Vibration did something to his already semi stiff loverod! He checked his phone - hoping that it was not more photo's sent from the devil clones - disgusting what people will do with Chickens, relieved that the message was from his Mum - Nutmeg, - Hooray his Bro was coming home!

Basil was tired - he wanted to go back to Blighty - Enough of the War Torn Zone - He wanted to get back home to his Brother Sage! - He climbed the steps to the Aircraft that return him to the bosom of his famly. Maybe he would get a job in Security - play it safe for a change. Hey, maybe even settle down - he was sick of womanising!

"I like it" whispered Anastasia, " And why don't we add to it by letting a whisper circulate that the girl involved is Chastity, then Sage and Chastity wouldn't ever dare be seen together outside of cookery classes, once again helping to clear the way for us"

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I'm well impressed with your English.... I hate to think what any feeble attempt I might make in French, would turn out!!

Amalia beckoned to her twin, Anastasia, " I have a plan", she whispered "We will start a rumour that Sage Fathered a child by one of his students and is having to buy the girls silence, if that doesn't put that silly little doe eyed girl Chastity off, then nothing will, then we move in, save the day by proving that the story is untrue, Sage will be so grateful that he'll be like putty in our hands, he'll be ours". What the twins didn't know though was that such a story WAS indeed true and Sage WAS paying a girl off.

The radio was blazing in the Kitchen. Sage, surrounded by the three hotties , was listening half heartedly to the weather forecast. It did not sound good, but maybe he could turn it to his advantage, by asking Chastity if she wanted a lift, in the event of a downpour. Then maybe a quick detour by his place (the devious cad) if no one was watching...
In the meantime, Amalia was feeling definitely dour and muggy. Her looks alone would make the double cream go sour. She was plotting a revenge on Sage, and on this milksop of Chastity. Pffft... Chastity indeed. How many spotty teenagers she had kissed behind the bike shed in high school. While, her, Amalia, was the goody goody one (not by choice, though). But she had her heart set on Sage. By hook or by crook, he would be hers, and she would share with her sister.
It is not fair, she thought. Even an ugly evil twin sister has feelings.

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n.b. Help is needed folks, to devise a truly evil plan to thwart off all attempts of burgeoning romance between Sage & Chastity. It has to be truly evil. I like the baddies to be baddies, ya know.
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...and now the Storm Forecast Summary for this evening and tonight.......

Remaining quite cloudy with hill fog,...arising from overcooked spatchcock chicken, especially in the North with further outbreaks of rain,...and tears before bedtime, becoming heavy and persistent over Catering College at times. Remaining bright, sunny and warm further South around Chastity.....with Amalia feeling distinctly dour and muggy later..................

But back to the story, folks!.............

turned back all excited.
Amalia was fuming. How dare he? he had snubbed her by declining to hold her hand, pretending those stupid Academy rules of no physical interaction between Tutors and Students. The ... oh, no words could described what she felt. Humiliated, rejected. She glanced at her sister. She saw recognition there. Sage was going to pay for spurning her. The whole world would see that Hell hath no fury like an ugly twin sister scorned.
This time, it was Chastity's turn to shoot her a triumphant glance. The Olympic torch could not have been brighter and burn with more intensity.
In the meantime, Sage was blissfully unaware of the ragging battles going on. Nor did he suspect that he was in the eye of the storm.

.....and as Chastity wearily sighed and slowly turned away in resignation,.....utterly overwhelmed as the very final pieces of her fragile heart shattered into a million pieces,.....suddenly there came the words she had been longing to hear from Sage, from the very first moment that she set had her adoring eyes on him,..........."and as there is now no more room for Chastity? .....then you may sit here on my lap and gain first-hand experience of whatever might suddenly arise as I attempt to spatchcock your plucked chicken".....! ! !.....

and with a song in her heart, a lump in her throat, and the sound of waves crashing against the shore in her ears, she.......

But Anastasia and Amalia were not easily defeated. They both took a chicken each and plonked it in front of Sage.
Amalia pouted : ''Sir, we also need help to pluck these chicken. It is very hard. Maybe if you hold my hand to show me right way''. Sage sighed and said ''no, I will show you how to do it, no need to hold your hand right now. You know, Academy rules. Come closer, then''.
Amalia shot a victorious look at Chastity and shot her a vile ''Teacher's pet, you? we'll see about this, skunkhead''. Chastity gasped but as Amalia had been very careful making sure Sage could not hear, there was nothing she could say or do. She just looked the other way, while Sage said ''ok, come now. Amalia, to my right. Anastasia, to my left''..

Off topic, but it has to be announced:

Polite Notice to all:
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As Scarlet Lady 's Personal Assistant and Bodyguard (I do not look like this, by the way, only on my bad days LOL) I am here to announce that
The Lessons from Scarlet Lady given by Scarlet Lady (obviously) have been cancelled until further notice as she is on holidays.
But she asks that all available people carry on this thread. Please, pitch in, whoever you are. The merrier the better.
So, let's Carry On, then

"This is war" thought Chastity, she called to Sage using the most seductive voice that she could muster, "Such a shame that the chicken is already plucked, you and I could have had such a good time plucking together", then Chastity noticed that Sage was now "pointing" in the right direction.

.....as she bit down savagely on the sausage roll that she had picked up from Greggs that morning to save time later.....

Oh! Has Scarlet left us? Shame. Anyway, at Frenchie's request...
"Ladies!" cried Sage, sternly "do you realise that wearing those false adornments is strictly against the rules in my kitchen? They could fall off while you're cooking and contaminate the food! Remove them at once!"

Amalia and Anastasia giggled once more and began to peel off their clothes.

"Good grief!" Thought Sage. They may be ugly but they have good bodies!" So, he let them get down to their underwear before crying "For heaven's sake, you dolts! I meant the false nails and eyelashes." Chagrinned, the two girls removed the offending articles and replaced their clothes, noticing as they did that their teacher had clearly taken some pleasure at the sight of their young, firm bodies.Chastity had also noticed Sage's eminence and she felt both aroused at the sight and annoyed that Sage was "pointing", not at her but at the ugly sisters. She wondered how she could turn the situation to her advantage...

Have a wonderful time, Poppet - X !

Stage whisper (off on me holidays)

They giggled in what they thought was a seductive manner, trying to flutter their eyelashes. Sadly the effect was wasted as they had tried to augment their own stubby lashes with false ones, applied so clumsily that they resembled caterpillars flapping in a breeze. Sage retreated a step and they followed. As he stepped back, he collided with Chastity who was standing against the wall. Sage's body immediately reacted to her soft warmth but catastrophically, he was facing Amalia and Anastasia and found himself sandwiched between the sweet object of his desire and the predatory twins

Sage looked over Amalia and Anastasia and sighed. He had forgotten they would be in his group. They were anything but troublemakers. Last year, they managed to have one tutor suspended and another one sacked. The first one had mistakenly grabbed one of Anastasia b oobies thinking it was a capon ready to go into the oven and the second had fondled Amalia during an electricity cut, thinking he was stuffing a piglet. The girls had obviously enjoyed all the attention and made a big fuss , but Sage suspected that they were not innocent victims of misunderstandings. They were bad news.
Sage turned from Chastity and faced the sisters.'' Ladies, ladies, he said, what can I do for you?''

Sage caught sight of Amalia and Anastasia from the corner of his eye. The hungry expressions in their eyes had a sudden deflating effect on him and he made a hasty grab for the tea towel that was covering the sausages on the work surface. Exchanging disappointed glances, the sisters lunged forwards.

Amalia and Anastasia, the twin (ugly) sisters, eyes narrowing, were spying on the scene unfolding in from of them, from the back of the kitchen. They exchanged knowing looks. If Sage was going to stuff anything first, it was going to be ''their'' chickens. And it was not a little tease like Chastity who was going to get in their way. She could have the leftovers. They moved in unison towards Sage.

edited: mispelt twin (tween)

(note: sorry guys, but we cannot have a good story without the baddies.
R. you are very good , you know)

Sage looked at her intensely, he gazed into her eyes then slowly he allowed his intense gaze to wander slowly down her body, "Oh! Yes" thought Chastity, "He sure is a pleased hard man", the clue being in the funny stiff legged way he had started walking towards the freshly plucked chicken, he turned to face her "Chastity, do you fancy stuffing?",he asked