Intruders_(2)

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Intruders

The light shone through the bedroom window as Katie walked back into her bedroom from having had a shower, now dressed only in a cream fluffy towel that she had wrapped around her body and tucked it back into itself just above her breasts. Another smaller towel was wrapped in a turban style around her hair and there were droplets of water on her bare back. She glanced down to her dresser to see the single red rose and note from her boyfriend. “See you at 8.30!” It note simply said. Katie smiled.

Drying herself off she released both towels allowing them to fall to the floor and brushed her wet hair through as she opened her underwear drawer. Feeling in a sexy mood and looking forward to dinner later with her new boyfriend she rummaged in the drawer before removing a pale cream delicate lace bra and matching lace panties. Smiling to herself, she hoped he would like this, not too slutty but more feminine, should they end up in bed of course which wasn’t guaranteed. Katie suddenly thought that she might be fast-forwarding slightly. They had only been going out for a few weeks but she thought she could read the signals and expected that it was just a matter of time until it actually happened. Not that Katie was a virgin, at 26 she had had a few guys but not many and there was something different about Ritchie that she seemed to be attracted to. Giggling softly to herself she pulled out a packet of sheer black hold-up stockings and slid them one by one up over her slim shapely legs. Smiling, Katie stood in front of the long mirror and started to dress in a buttoned vest top and short skirt before applying her makeup.

All Katie’s thoughts were on the evening ahead when there was a knock on the door.
She peered through her spyhole on the door and recognised the building’s Janitor. Opening the door she smiled.

“That’s me away Katie! Just thought I would let you know since you’re the only one in the building!” Brendan said with a kind smile. “Have a lovely evening!”
It was true, Katie was the only resident in the tower block of 12 flats, the remaining ones were all vacant and new people were due to move in, in the forthcoming months, at least according to Brendan.
Katie smiled at the old man. “Thanks Brendan, you have a good one too!”
Katie closed her door and returned to her dresser. She continued to apply her makeup glancing at her digital clock that showed 1821.

Katie started to think again if Ritchie did want what she wanted. Yes some sex, it seemed like ages since she had had any but then she knew she wasn’t the type of woman to just throw herself at men. It took time with her and they had to be kind and considerate if they were to get ‘into Katie’s panties!’ Her cheeks reddened as she thought like that and reaching down she ran her soft hands over her thighs exposed by the short skirt.

She could feel the indentation of the lace tops of her stockings. Katie had felt her cheeks redden earlier in the day. At lunchtime in a caf?he had noticed two young men watching her. Her thoughts had drifted watching their eyes take in her slim form and rounded bum, her best feature according to old boyfriends. She had imagined them discussing whether she was wearing stockings under her work uniform. She grinned again at the thought as she finally applied her lipstick to her full lips.
“So what d’ya think Ritchie?” She posed seductively looking in front of the mirror as she spoke to herself pretending she was talking to him. “Like what ya see?” She giggled again.

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It was dark as the 2 teenagers stood on the corner of the apartment block leaning against the wall. Leroy was 19, black, tall, slim and with cropped hair and dark eyes. He was also extremely aggressive to those that crossed his path and the natural leader of his gang! Well, his gang only comprised of him and his brother Ev, short for Everton aged 18. And there was also his mate Paul, who although being older than Leroy at 24 was not as hard, nor as clever, nor as black as Leroy or Ev. The reality was that Paul, being tall and wiry with broken teeth and thick eyebrows, along with greasy long brown hair was just a pervy bastard with a real weirdness about him.

Leroy knew he also fancied Cathy, another member, albeit a girl member of the gang, but she was Leroy’s busty bitch, so he could cope with that. Cath also knew Paul fancied her too. He made it so fucking obvious the way he leered at her but he just gave Cathy the creeps. But she knew that whilst she was Leroy’s girl she had him to protect her from the likes of Paul and any others that crossed her path. Other members of the gang tended to come and go but along Main Road (and all roads leading off it) was Leroy’s patch and had been for a long time. And everyone that needed to know that knew it and steered clear. Leroy’s reputation went before him and so rivals knew not to stray into his backyard without warning first.

Leroy swigged from a can of cider and waited patiently watching some people walking by on the other side of the road. Paul approached and the two men hit their knuckles together in greeting.
“How goes it man?” Paul enquired.
“Quiet man, quiet!” Acknowledged Leroy in an Afro-Irish accent.
“Where’s yo bitch tonight then?”
“What you aksing that for Man?!” Leroy turned aggressively towards Paul. “You know she ain’t invited tonight, we got a job I wanna do! Right??”
“No worries Leroy, Man!” Paul backed down. “So who is it?”
Leroy glanced down at his phone and waited patiently. “She was in the caf?oday, me and Ev spotted her and she’s gagging for it and getting it tonight!”
“Cool Man!” Paul replied. “So when we going?”
“When we get the fucking call, Man!” declared Leroy.
His mobile rang moments later. “Yeah?” Leroy said firmly then simply. “K!”
He closed his mobile and grinned at Paul and Ev. “Time to play bro’s!” His white teeth were shining in the dim moonlight.


Kathy didn’t hear the footsteps outside the building nor did you hear the crack of neither the glass as it broke nor the shards as they fell onto the soft carpet below the window breaking into smaller pieces. She was sitting in front of her laptop looking up details of the restaurant that Ritchie had booked for them, just to check it out. Other than the clicking of her nails on the keyboard the room and building were in virtual silence as Leroy, Paul and Ev made their way gently up the stairway seemingly knowing exactly where they were going. The light from Kathy’s flat shone out from the building like a beacon in the darkness of the tower block. The men approached silently until they were outside Kathy’s door. She was still oblivious to everything, save the typing of the keys.

Then it came. A knock on the door! Kathy glanced over to her clock. 1845! Odd she thought but then thought it might be Brendan back again. Without thinking she walked over to the door and opened it. “Bren………………..!” Kathy stopped mid sentence.