The Settlement

[Party Dress]

Always looking forward to the next chapter! One of my favourite stories and simply cannot wait for when he has to be a baby. Can't wait to see how Rebecca reacts!

[Party Dress]

Please continue this excellent story Sandra B! 3 weeks is too long to find out what happens next!

[Sandra B]

Chapter 65.  In the Balance.

Philip was horrified.  “Becca!  Don’t open it.  Leave it.  Here, give it to me!” 
He made a grab for the gift pack, but Rebecca was too quick for him and snatched it away.
“’Ere, what yer doin’?  What is it?  What don’t you want me to see?”
“It doesn’t matter.  It’s just one of her pranks.  It’ll probably explode or something.  Just chuck it.”
He advanced on her with every intention of prising it out of her hand. 
“Val!  Stop ‘im!”
Valerie threw herself on Philip.  She was quite strong – something of a gymnast – and he held him back long enough for Rebecca to tear open the packet.  Puzzled, she drew out the full, beribboned condom. 
“What…?  What the…   Philip?”  She stared at him.  “This is yours?”  His face was a confession.  “You had sex with her?”
“No!  No, course I didn’t.  She just did it….just now….last period.  I couldn’t stop her…”
Rebecca was staring at him in disbelief. 
“That’s what was goin’ on!  Now I see.  You let ‘er do it?”
“I couldn’t stop her…  She..”
“You pervert!  Was it nice, then?  Did you enjoy it?  With me sittin’ be’ind yer?  Was that excitin’ for yer?”
“You don’t understand…  Let me explain…”
But Rebecca had thrown the condom on the floor, and stormed out.  Valerie stayed behind.
“Why did you let her do it, Philip?  What’s up with you?”
“Valerie…it’s not what you think.  Her friends threatened to show my aunt a note I wrote to my mum.  It would have destroyed everything.  Now I have to do whatever they tell me.”
She looked at him questioningly.  “Is that the truth?  You were being blackmailed?”
“Yes!  Do you really think I would have let her do that, if I hadn’t been forced to?”
“But would they really do it?”
“I don’t know.  Probably not.  But…I didn’t know what to do.  I didn’t expect anything like that…  And then it was too late…”
“I see.  By the time you started thinking clearly, you didn’t want her to stop.”  She grinned.
“No!  No, it wasn’t like that.”  He sighed.  “Look, could you explain it to her?  She’s not gonna listen to me.”
“Well, I’ll see what I can do.  But she’s pretty miffed.”
“Miffed?  Is that what you’d call it?”
“Okay.  Leave it with me.  Don’t try and contact her.  It wouldn’t help.  I’ll explain things.”
“Thanks, Val.”
“No probs.  I wish I’d known what was going on, though.  I’d have paid a bit more attention…”

There was no word from Rebeca that evening, and at school the next morning she ignored him.  However, to Philip’s disgust, she did not ignore Nikki.  Nikki was late – as she often was – and though ignoring both Philip and Rebecca, couldn’t disguise the ghost of a smirk as she sat down.  But at break, Rebecca sought her out.
“Nikki?  All right, you got me fair and square.  I give you that.  I dunno ‘ow much is was you bein’ smart, or my stupid boyfriend being naĂŻve, but I gotta 'and it to you.  So...we goin’ for that drink?”
Nikki looked surprised.
“Sure…  If you really want to.  I thought you were going to be upset…”
“I was!  But it was funny too.  While you were doin’ it…  I was sitting there wonderin’ what was the matter wiv ‘im.  E’s such an innocent.”
“Yeah.  It was funny.  But he needed it, didn’t he?  Anyway I’m glad you’re not still annoyed.  So what about this drink?”
“We could go to the pub Friday, after dinner, if you’re free.”
“Okay then. Tell you what, let’s eat there as well.  Yeah?  Great.  It’s a date.”

As for Philip, Rebecca made him sweat all day long, but at the final bell she passed him a note, which said simply, “Come round after supper”.
Philip turned up at her house at seven, very nervous and miserable.  He expected her to dump him, or say it was best if they were just “friends”, or something like that.  She let him in without a word, and indicated he should follow her upstairs.  She pushed him onto the bed.
“Now lie there and shut up, Philip.”  She seated herself on the edge of the bed, and looked at him without speaking for a minute.
“You’re an idiot, you know that?  Do you really think that pathetic bunch of bitches would have dropped you in the shit?  Do you?”
“I-I wasn’t sure…”
“If they had, I’d ‘ave killed the lot of ‘em.  An’ today I went and saw Jennifer and told ‘er so.”
“You did?”
“She was shittin’ ‘erself.  Anyway, she told me Nikki put ‘em up to it.  She reckoned we’d ‘ad a bet at the restaurant.  But we didn’t.  So I forgive you.”
“You do?”
“Yeah, but from now on, you do what I say, understand?  Me.  No-one else.”
“Course, darling…”
“So the first thing is, I want you to tell me exactly what she did to yer.  Every detail.  Okay?  And don’t leave nuffin’ out!”  She grinned.  “And take yer time…”

The description took some time.  And somehow it required them to take off all their clothes and get into bed.  A couple of hours later they were still lying there, Rebecca’s head resting on Philip’s shoulder.  She seemed very quiet and thoughtful.
“What are you thinking?”
“Nuffin’.”
Philip leant over and put his hand on her belly.  She felt him pressing against her thigh.
“Philip?”
“Yes?”
“Look, sorry.  I’m exhausted.  Can we just…?”
“Sure, sure.  Sorry.  I wasn’t…”
“I think you were.  You know, Nikki’s bad all right.  But I don’t blame ‘er for wantin' to 'ave ‘er little bit of fun.  It ain’t really her fault.  I would probably want to do the same if I was sittin’ next to you in class.”
“I thought you would want to change the seating arrangements…”
“No, that’s wot I’m sayin’.  I couldn’t deal wiv it.  Neiver of us would ever get any work done!”
“Oh.  No, I suppose you’re probably right…”
“I am.  I love you, but sometimes I can’t keep up wiv you.  I’ve never met anyone…”  She paused.  “I fink I need some ‘elp.”

[Sandra B]

Chapter 66.  Unholy Alliance.

The rest of that week was a strange time for Philip.  The proximity of Nikki made him nervous but at the same time strangely excited.  Every time she moved her hand he flinched slightly, half expecting it to alight on his thigh again.  She knew the effect she was having, smiling slyly and giving him little glances out of the corner of her eye.  At the same time Rebecca didn’t seem in the slightest disturbed.  He felt ever so slightly hurt, though he knew it was unworthy to do so, since he was the offender.  He dreaded that one day Nikki would arrive fully made-up and radiating some exotic scent.  But she didn’t.  Not that week, anyway.

Rebecca had told him their usual Friday assignation was off, due to her date with Nikki.  So at the end of school, he wished her a nice evening and departed with mixed emotions.  He watched Rebecca and Nikki disappearing towards the town, apparently deep in conversation.  They were soon out of sight.

“I didn’t think we ever be doin’ this,” she grinned at Nikki.
“Nor me, Rebecca.  Look, I really appreciate you taking all this so well.  It wasn’t nice of me.  I know that.  If you’d done something like that to me with my boyfriend, I would have gone totally berserk.”
“Don’t worry, for about a day I wanted to kill yer.  I can’t tell yer what ‘orrible fings I was plannin’!  But then I realised – it weren’t really malicious.  It’s bleedin’ Philip.  ‘E’s such a…I mean, ‘e’s very demandin’… “  There was a moment’s thought, then she confessed, “Look, ‘e’s oversexed, innit?  That’s the troof.  An’ anyone can see it.  An’ you felt it.  You knew once you go’ ‘im goin’…”
“There would be no way back.  Yes, I did.  Why is he like that?  How do you deal with it?”
“I can’t.  I love it, course, but sometimes…”
“It’s too much.  I understand.  I wish Benjie was a bit more like that!”  She laughed.  Benjie was her boyfriend.

Now they had broken through their animosity, they discovered they weren’t so different.  After their meal, they started lining up the drinks, and soon they were gossiping away like two old friends.  It’s lucky Philip wasn’t there to witness the transformed relationship, or he may have felt uneasy.  With good reason.  After an hour or so, they began to get confessional. 
“Look, Rebecca, don’t get me wrong.  I would never make any serious advances towards Philip.  But I can’t deny I think he’s cute.  I think we should change places.  He exudes sexuality.  Sometimes I find it difficult to keep my hands off him.”
“Like the uvver day?”
“Yeah, well, that was planned.  I wanted to get at you.  I’m sorry.”
“Don’t keep apologising.  I understand.  Let’s forget it.  But no, I don’t wanna be next to ‘im in class.  I’d never get no work done.”
“The thing is, he can be a bit distracting, ‘specially in that little skirt and all.  He’s all demure and studious, but at the same time it feels like he’s asking for it…”
Rebecca laughed.  “I know what you mean.”  She lowered her voice.  “Listen.  This is the troof.  I can’t cope wiv ‘im – not on my own.  I need ‘elp.”
“Help?  What sort of…help?”
“The sort what you gave ‘im.  That sort of ‘elp.”
Nikki stared at her.  “You want me to…”
“You…or them uvver girls.  Yeah.  ‘e’s never gonna be a one-woman bloke.  Not ‘ow ‘e is at the moment, anyway.  An’ I gotta confess…”
“Yes?”
“It might be fun.  I made ‘im tell me everyfink you did to ‘im.  ‘E was so innocent, tellin’ me every move.  It really turned me on….  Do you fink I’m a pervert?”
“Definitely!”  Nikki laughed.  “Definitely.  But not as big a one as me!”
They gripped each other’s hands for a moment, and looked into each other’s eyes.  Then they picked up their glasses and began sipping at their drinks again.  After a while, their heads moved closer together, and they started whispering.  Rebecca appeared to be explaining some complicated theorem.  As she listened, Nikki’s eyes were sparkling. 
It was eleven thirty when they left the pub.  They stood on the pavement, swaying slightly and giggling as they waited for the cab.
“It’s gonna be fun, Becca.  Yeah.  F’rall of us…,” Nikki hiccuped.

[Party Dress]

Another 2 great chapters! This is one of my favourite stories Sandra B and I cannot wait until Phillip is in nappies and treated more like a little girl!

[Sandra B]

Chapter 67.  Plans.

In the cab, the two girls lolled against each other.
“Come an’ stay at mine tonight,” said Rebecca.  “We can talk about it tomorrow.”
“Thanks, Becca.  That’s nice of you.”  She took her hand.  “I’m really sorry I’ve bin such a bitch recently.  We used to be friends, remember?”
“Yeah, Niks.  Let’s be friends again.  It ain’t right any bloke should come between us – not even my darlin’ Philip.”
Nikki gave her an alcoholic kiss.  “You’re the best, you know that?  In the morning we can make some plans.”
“Yeah.  Plans.  But tonight…sleep.”

When Rebecca awoke the next morning, she lay in bed reflecting on her evening with Nikki, who was snoring quietly beside her.  Now the effects of the alcohol had worn off, she was beginning to feel a little nervous about what had passed between them – even a little guilty at discussing her boyfriend with her behind his back.  But she had had to do something.  It was true, she was having difficulty coping.  She had told Nikki everything, which may not have been the best idea, but when girls get together, and start drinking, their inhibitions evaporate.  She had even told her – she blushed at the recollection – that the only way she could bring their protracted lovemaking temporarily to an end was by going down on Philip.  But generally he would soon recover, and the whole process would start again.  The other day, she mentioned, after a whole afternoon of it, she’d felt so full she’d been unable to eat her supper!  She badly needed a break, and Nikki was going to help.
She knew she had agreed to something, but she wasn’t sure what.  But slowly it began to come back to her.  Nikki had proposed a period of “retraining”.  What this would involve she wasn’t clear, but the week after next, which was half-term, had been suggested as the ideal time.  She would take him off Rebecca’s hands for the whole break – that was, for five weekdays and two weekends, except for his waitressing work.  She would seek the assistance of her lower school colleagues, Jennifer and her friends.  Then Nikki’s voice brought her back to the present.
“Good morning, darling.”
“Hi.  ‘Ow yer feelin’?”
“Great!  But I had some pretty weird dreams!”
They lay there for a while in silence.  Then Rebecca said, “So what were you thinkin’ about?  For my naughty boyfriend?”
Nikki sat up.
“I had an idea.  Maybe we could put him in Jennifer’s garage for the week.  I’m sure she be delighted to have him.”
“What, keep ‘im there?”
“Sure.”
“’Ow would you do that?”
“Don’t worry.  It wouldn’t be a problem.”
“But what about ‘is revision?  The exams are in a few weeks, and you know ‘ow conscientious ‘e is.”
“Well, we’ll let him have the whole morning each day to read.  The morning is the best time, isn’t it?  Miss Waters is always saying how you should study in the morning and then relax for the rest of the day.  So we’ll help him relax.”
“’Ow you planning to do that?” she laughed, “let ‘im sleep?”
“Oh, I don’t think he’ll be doing much sleeping.  I have a few ideas already.  We’ll show him what it feels like to be his girlfriend – what you have to go through.  And I thought of something else.”
“Yeah?”
“Do you remember the outfit he wore that time at Valentina’s?  The pull-up and the little pants?”
“Yeah.”
“I think he would be a whole lot more manageable if we could reinstate something like that.”
Rebecca looked thoughtful.  “Funny you should say that, Nikki.  ‘Is aunt told me ‘e’s booked into a baby training camp this summer.  ‘E don’t want to go, course.  But I don’t fink ‘e’ll have much choice.”
“Really?  Then it would be good practice for him.  Well, well.  We need to find out a bit more about that.  Sounds interesting.”
“That’s all I know at the moment.  But I agree.  It’s what ‘e needs.  I fink ‘e gets ‘imself into a state, flouncing round the school in ‘is little mini-skirt, showin’ off to all the girls.”
“Okay, so we’re agreed.  Why don’t you just leave it to me to make all the arrangements?  We’ll have to clear it with his aunt, of course.”
“I’ll take care of that.  I’ll ‘ave a word wiv Tina first.” 

[Sandra B]

Chapter 68.  Conspirators. 

Rebecca rang Tina later that day. 
“We was wondering…Nikki an’ me…wevver it would be all right if Philip stayed at Jennifer’s over half term.  You know, right froo – from when school breaks up.”
“I don’t see why not, Becca.  As long as he does his revision.”
“Oh, we’ll make sure of that.”
“I didn’t know you were friends with Jennifer.”
“No…well I ain’t, really.  But ‘e seems to like ‘er an’ ‘er friends, and Nikki fought it would, like, give me a break…”
“Ah, I see.  Yes, I’m sure you do need a break.  He can be a bit…demanding.”  She paused.  “Does he know about this little…holiday, yet?”
“Not really.  We were ‘opin’  it could be a surprise.”
“You can count on me.  I’ll tell my mum.”
“Fanks, Tina.  Er, we might need some of ‘is cloves an’ fings…”
“Come round and help yourself.  Any time.  Everything’s here.  Fairy costume, baby stuff, the lot.  Take whatever you want.”

For her part, Nikki arranged to meet Jennifer and the others at Jennifer’s house the following Tuesday evening.  She didn’t warn them Rebecca was going with her, and when Jennifer opened the door and saw her she jumped.  She looked from one to the other.
“You didn’t tell me…”
“Don’t worry, Jennifer,” said Rebecca.  “I’m sorry about the uvver day, but that’s over now.”
“You know, we would never have really shown it to anyone…”
“I know.  But you panicked him.  It weren’t fair, an’ I look after my bloke, see?”
“Yes.  I’m sorry.”
“So can we come in?” asked Nikki.
“Oh, yeah, sorry.  The others are in the lounge.”
And they were.  Sadie, Freida and Desdemona.  They looked startled at the appearance of Rebecca.
“It’s okay, girls,” Jennifer reassured them.  “Rebecca’s not angry any more.”
Sadie looked curious.  “What’s going on, then?  Is this about Philip.”
“’Ow did you guess?”
“Rebecca needs a little help,” said Nikki, “and we had an idea how she could get it.  But we can’t do it without you guys.”
“Tell us,” said Freida.  “Don’t keep us in suspense.”
They unfolded their plan.  Their listeners' eye widened.  Jennifer’s were sparkling with excitement.
“We can easily keep him in there.  That’s my manor.  My mum never interferes, and we could even chain him up if necessary.  We've done it before.  But what would we be allowed to do?”
“Rebecca’s having a hard time coping.  You know what I’m saying.”
“Yeah,” said Desdemona, “we know what he’s like.  Do you remember at the restaurant, when we first found him holding that big ice-cream?  I hardly had to touch him, and he was…”  She blushed.  “Oh, sorry Becca.  I didn’t mean anything…”
“That’s okay,” Rebecca laughed, “it don’t take much to get ‘im going all right.”
Nikki resumed.  “So he’ll need regular attention.  A lot of it.  Enough to make him think what it’s like to be on the receiving end.  But he’s to be allowed to study every morning till twelve.  You know what a swot he is, and we want him to pass his exams, don’t we?”
“He can work at the table.  I’ll clean it up and put a new angle-poise in there.”
“Perfect.  What you do with him is really up to you, so long as he learns his lesson.”
“Oh my god,” murmured Sadie, “this is gonna be such fun.”
“How are you going to get him here?” asked Jennifer.  “I doubt he’ll come willingly.”
“We’re workin’ on that,” replied Rebecca.  “We’ll manage it some’ow.”
Desdemona seemed to be getting quite turned on by the thought.
“We’ll have him all to ourselves, right?  Our little plaything.  And there I was just thinking nothing was happening this half-term, and how boring it was going to be!  And we even have a few days to think up evil ideas.  Do you have any special requests, Becca?”
“Not really.  I know you’ll be kind to ‘im, an’ give ‘im plenty of what ‘e likes.”
“Don’t worry about that!”
Rebecca glanced at Nikki.  “There is one fing…”
“Yes?”
Nikki replied for her.  “Ah.  Yes.  Poor Rebecca….  I understand she has to pay him rather a lot of…lip service, I think I could call it.  There’s only so much of that a girl can…swallow.  I don’t know if…”
“We’ll take care of it, Becca.  Rest assured, we’ll take care of it,” put in Jennifer, with a meaningful smile.