A Friend in Need
Part 6 Life Goes On

This part of the story is again told from Christina's (used to be Tony) side of the story and it continues to follow Christina as she really begins her new life after the wonderful first day of femininity.
This part of the story does contain some sex and some violence, I have not gone into graphic detail, just enough for the storyline so please be advised.

Mothers Day 2013

What a life I am having indeed, and I would not change one single thing – I am blissfully happy.
As a family we talked for a while then I made the excuse that I was going to get Chloe (my baby daughter) ready for us to go out. So I went upstairs, little Chloe was fast asleep in my arms, so I laid her on the bed while I got the cute little pink and white dress her frilly plastic panties, nappy (or diaper and Clive insists on calling them) ready, a pair of white thick tights to keep her warm and the cutest pink bootees.
Clive, my husband is American; we met at a cocktail party during the British Grand Prix week. We often gently rib each other about the different word we use for the same thing. Being a woman I'm always right because when he says he's speaking English I remind him I am English so I must be right! Mind you he gets his own back by reminding me that I only drink strong coffee, as I don't like tea so by his reckoning I cannot be truly English! But I love him to bits and would never change him for the world.

November 2010

I woke up the next morning still cradled in Tony's strong arms, as I laid there I remembered the previous day and smiled happily, but I have to start living my new life and this means work girl or else you won't make money, running an English pub especially one that serves real ale is hard work, the only thing that is not hard work is always looking as best I can to attract the clientele in to see a good looking landlady and her barmaids.

I glance at the clock and grinned happily to myself – it was only 7am plenty of time to wake up this hunk next to me (For some reason I now can survive on 5 or 6 hours sleep a day) – Poor Tony's going to be knackered by the time he goes back packing!
So I gently started caressing his love shaft and balls, very gently as I have quite long finger nails but even so it did not take too long before it was stood to attention in all its gorgeous majesty, I continued to fondle his wonderful dick marvelling at its velvety smoothness, compared to the rampant heat and aggression of its purple tip.
"What a great way to wake up" he murmured as he awoke, as I was looking him straight in the face my head on the pillow, as soon as he opened his eyes I drowned in the depth of those hazel pools.
"Someone's ready for action this morning" I sighed at him not stopping my ministrations,
"Well you little minx" he said smiling gently "seeing as you caused it, it's up to you to use it".
I was elated, as I have recently discovered we women have very sensitive breasts, nipples in fact when aroused my whole body is one erogenous zone, I wanted to be on top and have his hands roam my body at will.
I toyed with his rampant manhood for a while, then bent my head and took him between my full sweet lips; he moaned my name "Christina" this spurred me on and soon I had all of him inside my mouth, by now my Tush was ready for him, so I changed position and straddled him.

I straightened up and guided his wonderful manhood into my warm moist Tush, Oh! The feeling as I let HIM enter ME, I paused for a second making sure his shaft was caressing my clittie. I just cannot describe the feeling as I impaled myself on him, then I started moving slowly up and down the feeling of ecstasy as my clittie responded made me shudder in absolute bliss. I watched as his hands reached for my breasts – it was like in slow motion as he cupped both my breasts and gently rubbed the nipples sending waves of pleasure into my body, increasing the strength of my orgasm. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh" I gasped as I shuddered to my first climax, as I leant forward to kiss him my hair fell each side of my head like a golden waterfall, we kissed very tenderly it framed his face he looked like he was in heaven a contented smile with those hazel eyes half closed.

As we kissed his hands left my breasts and cupped my firm pert bum squeezing the cheeks he moved one hand and entered the crack of my bum, stroking my rosebud. This made me moan even more and my grinding became urgent very gently he inserted his finger into my rosebud and started entering me from behind "This is amazing" I moaned in a husky voice "Ohhhhhhhhh, Uggggggg, Yesssssss" I whimpered as his finger went deeper I swear I could feel him in my Tush as he was so far into me, I offered one breast to his lips and he gently sucked and tongued my nipple – how he did this gently I have no idea, as by now I was nearly out of control, my thoughts were totally scrambled by the waves of absolute pleasure, I was suffering total erotic sensory overload! I had lost all my sense of rhythm and my once rhythmic thrusting had turned into sporadic thrusting trying to get as much stimulation as I could.

Tony gorgeous Tony knew this and was lifting him hips off the bed doing the thrusting for me! He gave a grunt and I felt his seed hose into my waiting body just after he started climaxing I hit the peak of an amazing orgasm which shook my whole being. Sobbing in pleasure I collapsed on top of him, a total wreck, legs and body did not feel like they belonged to me!

Tony caressed me as I laid on top of him, gently bringing me back to earth, I stirred raised my head seeing him framed by my hair, I kissed him passionately, "thank you" I whispered. He looked confused, "what for". I smiled at him "Oh for being here, for letting me wake you up, for the greatest sex a girl could have and finally for everything".

He stroked my face looked lovingly at me said "you don't have to thank me for anything – sweetness, its YOU that’s made me what I wanted to be". We kissed passionately but gently, as our lips parted he looked at me and sadly said "you know Chrissie we do not have a long term future together" all I could do was nod my head, I put my finger on his lips to stop him speaking and whispered "lets enjoy the time we have together, go with the flow and remember each other with affection".

He considered this nodded his head and deeply kissed me. Smiling at him I climbed off him saying "I hope we can wake up like this every morning – it was divine", He cocked his eyebrow and jokingly said "remember I'm a man now you'll tire me out" grinning I giggled "I don't think so" and scampered off to get ready for the day.

As I showered I felt relief that Tony also understood that we didn't have a long term future together to me now it was in the open we both could just enjoy our time together.
Completing my morning routine I made sure that I took my contraception pill along with, folic acid with iron and multivitamins.

Slipping on my heavy satin robe I went back into the bedroom to dress, I decided on black flares coupled with a cream silk jersey camisole and a pink sloppy Joe sweater, (after all yesterday was my first day and I wanted to feel sexy and feminine, today is different this is the FIRST TRUE DAY OF THE REST OF MY LIFE) as I slipped on my plain white satin bra and black thong I asked Tony if he had any washing to do, he said that he could do it himself so we had words on this, while he was staying with me I would do his washing, his ironing would go with mine to get done by Eva, who takes in ironing. (I hated ironing with a passion, it was well worth the £7 a week to get this done) we finally agreed on this the proviso being that he made the supper and we went out for a meal on the two quiet nights I have off, this was fine by me.

Picking the washing up I went and started the coffee for me and boiled the kettle for Ann and Tony, I had a bowl of low calorie cereal and counted up the money from the till, the washing was quite happy so as Tony was not down as yet I started bottling up. Ann arrived and started working and Tony finally came down stairs I made him tea gave him a big kiss then carried on, as I started early by the time the washing was on its drying cycle.

Tony asked if I wanted to take the dogs for a walk, I readily agreed, and picked up a cream padded jacket with a fur hood and belted waist it sat on my hips, got a pair of thick socks (pink of course I like pink it suits me) and slipped into my wedge wellies (the same as normal wellies but with a 3" wedge heel (these were pink too). I belted the coat and put a white fur hat on my head, making sure my hair was framing my face in a cute way then went back to where Tony and the dogs were waiting. "God you even look gorgeous taking the dogs for a walk" he smiled, "A girl has to look her best" I quipped as we went out of the door.

It felt natural to slip my hand through his arm, we walked for about 30 minutes then returned home, as he was going to see the real value of his car from a local branch of 'We Buy Any Car', I took the dogs and went to do a bit more paperwork, Ann was ready to go so we had a cup of tea and chatted for a while then she left.
I went into the bar to make sure it was ready for this evenings opening, I was not planning on doing much this afternoon except if Tony came back a bit of afternoon delight would not go amiss.

I heard the dogs barking, frowned wondering what was setting them off so I went through the back. Nightmare on Elm street there stood Jim, my ex boy friend and a total arsehole!
He had been drinking so I was a bit wary also I was alone in the house and realised how vulnerable I was.

"What you doing here" I quietly asked. "Come back babe, realised I was wrong" he said grinning.
"Well you can just go away back to the little trollop you left with" I snapped back at him.
He moved towards me and I said, "come any closer and I'll scream" "he laughed nastily saying "and who's going to hear you? Your lodger has gone". By now I was well afraid – when I was a man I was quite handy in a fight but as a 5' female wearing 3" heels I was not sure I could protect myself.

He lunged at me grabbing me by the hair I screamed and tried to rake him with my nails, the dogs went for his legs and this took his full attention off me, giving me the chance to deliver a good kick, I aimed just under his kneecap hoping to dislocate it but missed hitting him on the side.

"You little cow" he snarled slapping me around the head "you'll suffer for that" I was stunned by the slap and he took a stronger hold on my hair dragging me across the room to get the dogs into the other room.
Once he had done this he turned his attention to me, by now I was trying to kick him, claw him, bite him, in fact trying to harm him any way I could. He laughed and slapped me again; by now I was crying, he tore the pullover off me and made a grab for my breasts, "let go you bastard" I screamed "I'll kill you".

All he did was laugh at me groping and mauling at my breasts. "Kill me" he sneered, "not a chance you stupid little cow, you're going to get what you deserve – a real good fucking and I'm going to do it".
Touch me and I'll tell the police you bastard" I yelled at him, sobbing in pain. Then my blood ran cold as he said, "if you're still alive".
I knew then I was fighting for my life, probably literally. I then remembered I could access Tony's memories, or at least I hoped I could.

He yanked my bra off and my breasts were free he groped them viciously I whimpered in pain. "Like that bitch" he snarled his face close to mine, I could smell the drink on his breath. He dragged me to the sofa and threw me on it still holding tight onto my hair, he undid his pants with one hand and straddled me the drink must have fuddled his mind as I still had my pants on.

I was still wriggling, screaming, struggling doing anything to escape. He pawed my breasts roughly hurting me tweaking my nipples hard.
A thought came into my head – relax, make him think he has beaten you he may do something stupid (one of Tony's memories I think because I certainly would not have known that, my instinct was to fight as hard as I could to stop him raping me, because that is what he was about to do).

So I sighed and relaxed, he looked down at me and sneered "ready for getting well fucked, you little cow" I didn't answer but sighed again. He let go my hair and grabbed my wrists pinning my arms above my head; I felt his booze soaked breath on my cheek as he searched for my lips – he hadn't shaved that day and his rough stubble hurt my soft skin.
His lips found mine and he slobbered, I felt his tongue probing and he finally managed to open my mouth entering and slobbering around inside my mouth.

YES I thought this is a big mistake, his tongue roamed around my mouth and as it went in towards my cheek I bit down with all my might using the grinding, chewing teeth at the side of my mouth.
He tried to scream but as I had a very firm hold on his tongue so the scream came out as a muffled UMMMMPH.

I knew then that if I let go I was going to get raped and probably killed so I really clenched my teeth, the pain must have got to him (just think how painful it is when you bite your tongue) because he as he struggled I realised that my legs were free, with me being small his body was positioned well past my hips so he could get to my lips, my knee shot up like a piston and I got a perfect hit right between his legs.

He tried to get his breath back as I managed to knee him again; this really hurt him and he moaned in pain.
My mouth was filling up from his blood but I just daren't let go so my only option was to swallow even though the thought of going this revolted me. He was thrashing about and for him to get more purchase he foolishly let go of my arms – good now my long nails came into play as I raked his face and tried to claw his eyes. He thrashed and tried to roll off me then my teeth met, he howled in absolute pain - I had bitten part of his tongue off!!!

He threw himself off me and this was my chance; I bolted for the kitchen why I just don’t why but something told me to get there, I spat the piece of his tongue out and shot into the kitchen. I grabbed the largest carving knife off the magnetic rack and backed myself into the corner of the kitchen units so there was only one way he could come at me.
(It must have been my thoughts from when I was a man that kicked in, the only place in the house I could get a weapon to defend myself was there, also the layout made it hard for him to get there)

He came charging through the door his eyes full of hate and pain; if I let him get to me I knew I was dead. But when he saw the 12" carving knife in my hand he stopped. He had lived with me long enough to know that with the catering I do my knives were razor sharp – and I was so mad I would gut him if he came within range, Tony was so right I had inherited Chrissies volcanic temper when I got her wonderful body!

"Right bastard" I hissed "lets see how brave you are now"; I must have looked horrendous my hair wild and dishevelled, my ruined bra hanging off my shoulders, breast bare and blood (his) around my mouth and down over my boobs.

He looked at me with absolute hatred and snarled, "how long do you recon you can stay there?" Hearing him speak made me giggle even though I was afraid for my life "What the fucks up with you" he lisped – yes lisped with me biting part of his tongue off he now had a most pronounced lisp.

When I told him what I was laughing at he made a lunge for me – bad mistake he got a nasty cut on his arm for his troubles, this was serious now.
Then I saw a shadow cross the open door, I sensed someone was there, so I kept taunting Jim keeping his attention and making a noise to make sure that whoever was there knew I was in trouble – I hoped against hope it was Tony; but he's gone to get his car properly valued.

A figure stood in the doorway, it WAS Tony, he took one look at me in my very dishevelled state and I saw his expression change from one of caution to one of extreme anger. In a couple of paces he was in; Jim must have sensed something because he started to turn around but Tony grabbed hold of his shoulder spun Jim round and hit him on the side of the jaw, then as Jim fell hit him again right between the eyes squashing his nose, hopefully breaking it.

Sobbing wildly I ran to Tony and throwing my arms around his shoulders collapsed into his arms sobbing and weeping for all I was worth the adrenaline that had sustained me was now draining away, I was a wreck, "Chrissie" Tony said softly "would you do something for me". "Anything, Anything" I sobbed gulping great draughts of air into my quivering body.

"Put the knife down before you hurt somebody" he quietly said. I had not realised that I still had the knife in my hands so I took my hands from round his neck, he let me go and I put the knife down, taking the opportunity to give Jim a kick in the crutch "bastard" I snarled.

I would have kicked him more but Tony picked my up and carried me away into the lounge all the time I was yelling "let me at him I'll cut his knackers of and make sure he can't do anything like this again".

Tony easily controlled me and carried me into the room, one arm around my waist holding onto me firmly he told me "stop struggling for god's sake while I phone the police". I did as he told me, as the anger drained right out of my body I collapsed onto the sofa and sobbed my heart out.

His call to the police did not take long then he went and tied up Jim using belts after this he went upstairs and came back with a loose fitting pullover for me to put on to cover my bare breasts.
He took me into his arms and stroked my hair soothing me and calming me down I finally managed to get my sobbing under control and he asked me where was I bleeding from, I smiled wanly and told him that the blood was Jims and pointed out the piece of Jims tongue I had bitten off.

"You're a little hell cat you know that" he smiled. "What do you expect me to do – that bastard was going to rape me and kill me" I quietly responded.
There was a knock on the door, when Tony answered, the police had arrived and thankfully a woman police constable was with them. They came in and looked at the scene, as the dogs were going crazy in the next room Tony let them in. The WPC took me upstairs to my bedroom and asked me to show her my injuries. She could see the livid marks where he had hit me around the head and face; she commented, "you're going to have some nice bruises there".

Next I took my pullover off and showed her my bruised breasts and nipples and arms including the bite marks. "Are you ready to tell me what happened" she asked, I nodded and she carried on "take your time, go at your own speed" I nodded again and she finished with "we'll need to take pictures of your bruises for evidence"; "That’s fine by me" I said "can I put my pullover on now?" "Of course" she said sympathetically.

I was just about to start when the bedroom door burst open and Jane rushed in. "Chrissie, what's that bastard done to you sweetie" she cried, rushing to me and taking me in her arms, the WPC was about to tell her to leave when tearfully I asked if she could stay as she was my best friend. Then I started to tell my side of the event.
It took me about an hour mainly because I kept breaking down sobbing and it took time for Jane to calm me down. At the end Jane smiled and said "Girl you certainly did some damage to him"

There was a knock on the door which the WPC answered I heard a murmured conversation when she came back into the room she told me that the scene of crime officer was here to take the photographs of me, I gave a wan smile and said I was ready.
The scene of crimes officer turned out to be a young woman who went about her work in a very sympathetic manner; while she worked she told me that a male colleague was taking photos of Jim then they would be arresting him.

After the photos had been taken the scene of crimes officer and the WPC went to leave, the WPC said as she went out "you can get a well needed shower now, I'll see you down stairs.

Jane took charge and made me undress and she also undressed took me into the shower and proceeded to wash me from head to foot which if I had been feeling myself would have been very erotic, as it was it just felt nice and natural. She was very gentle around my breasts and nipples also around my bruised head and face, gently she washed my hair, soon all traces of blood and distress had been washed away, then she patted me dry, massaged my with body lotion and put some ointment on my bruises to try and reduce them and the swelling
She helped me dress, a fresh bra and thong a pair of cream silk slacks and a fluffy pink angora pullover with long sleeves to hide the bruises on my arms. She got my hair drier out and the feeling of calm as she dried and brushed my hair was just what I needed.

After my hair, she turned me round away from the mirror and proceeded to do my make up. When she was finished she let me see the results of her labours.
I tentatively looked at my face expecting to see those hideous bruises; while they were still there Jane had done a really good job at disguising them.
As I marvelled at her expert use of my cosmetics I stood up and gently kissed her on the lips "Thanks" I murmured. "You are quite welcome" she chirruped, as she got dressed.

We went down stairs and found the police and Tony searching for something, "Chrissie" Tony asked, "I don't want to upset you but where did you spit the bit of tongue?" Over there I pointed to the spot where Reggie and Ronnie were playing with something. "Leave" Tony told them and when they dropped what they were playing with it was the little bit of Jims tongue!

The male police officer smiled as he picked it up and put it in a plastic bag, "they won't be stitching that back on in a hurry" he commented. As the police left they asked Tony and me to go to the police station tomorrow to sign out statements.
We sat down on the sofa Jane on one side of me Tony on the other, Jane put her arm round me while Tony held my hand, then Tony said I think we could do with a little drink to settle our nerves, then I'll phone the barmaids to arrange cover while you feel better"

Tony brought 3 brandies and the phone, "Tony" I said after sipping my drink, "I'll open up as normal, but if you can arrange cover this evening and maybe tomorrow that should be fine". Both Tony and Jane looked concerned, Jane asked if I was sure, which I was as I felt that keeping things as normal as possible would help me get over my ordeal.

So somewhat reluctantly Tony did as I asked when he told the girls what had happened they were happy to help. He finished his brandy and said, "right I'll clean the kitchen then get supper ready" Jane cocked her eyebrow at me as he left and I explained our domestic arrangements. "Have you --------- err you know done anything yet?" she tentatively asked me. I gave a small smile "what do you think" she gave me a beaming smile "well what's he like" she whispered very aware Tony was only next door. I closed my eyes and said dreamily "wonderful, just wonderful".

We sat for a while her arms around me giving me comfort, Tony returned and sat on the other side of me taking my hand and stroking it. Suddenly I said "I want this sofa out of my house now!" Jane and Tony exchanged looks, Tony said "ok". "You don't understand I want it our NOW" I said my voice rising. I stood up and moved to the large easy chair. Right said Tony as Jane came and sat on the arm of the chair putting her arms around me to try and comfort me. Tony sighed and managed to drag the sofa out of the door, "what do you want me to do with it" he asked. "Anything you want just get it away from me it has too many memories for me! Tony knelt in front of the chair, took my small hand in both of his saying "I'll tell you what he said Uncle Tony has a sofa that would do how about I fetch that?"
I squeezed his hand in gratitude "are you sure" I asked, "certain" came his reply "uncle Tony's no need for it now, it was only going to auction" with that he went out.

I looked at the clock; it was only 2:30 in the afternoon that means it was just over 3 hours since my recent ordeal began it seemed to me like a lifetime ago.

Mothers Day 2013

As gently as I could I undressed my darling daughter, she stirred and let out a little mewl as I took her nappy off and cleaned her darling little bottom, I powdered he and replaced her nappy remembering that horrible day I was nearly raped.
I took a lot of comfort from the people who rallied round until I got myself together, they are still really good friends.

To be continued ……………………….