Back in the Day - Sex Stories

Back in the Day

Back In The Day - slave girl sara

When I was growing up with my parents and older brother Billy, things did not seem too hard for us, we kept warm, ate well and were all happy.

Our house was not big, but it was cosy and loving. We were at the end of the terrace so had a back yard and a small side garden.

I had a really small bedroom, but I had a bed, bedside cupboard and a desk with a lamp that my gran bought me one Christmas. I used these when I was doing my schoolwork. In my cupboard is a hanging space, although I had little to hang up, a shelf for my three jumpers and three blouses and a drawer for my undies and socks. Resting on a shelf top were my books, I loved to read. My brother had a slightly bigger room next to mine and my parents had the room opposite us at the front of the house.

We had an upstairs inside toilet with a sink for a strip wash and doing our teeth, not many down our street had that. Would have been nice had it locked but I suppose none of us had anything to hide. My mum said my dad had converted a built-in wardrobe into the small toilet, he was so clever my daddy, I love him so much. She said they did not have many clothes so a wardrobe was a waste of space.

Downstairs was a kitchen, and a front room/dining room. At the front of our house was a quiet road we used to play in growing up.

At the back was a yard was another toilet, which the men mainly used, or me if I was playing out. Joined on was a store where we kept our coal and ...

... logs.

On the back of the coal house door, hung on a nail, was a tin bath we used every Friday. You had to sit up in it with it being so small, even for me. Mum had to heat pans of water up on our fire range to pour into it. It seemed like hours waiting for my turn.

It was my dad who was always first in, and my mum washed his front then I washed his back with a long handled brush, I just loved doing things for him. It was the same brush I sometimes felt on my bottom if he fancied a change from his belt.

A pan of the cooling water would then be taken out and anther pan of hot water poured in, and it was mum's turn. My dad used to wash her front, my how they used to laugh about it, then I was called to wash her back and her hair.

Billy was next, after the water exchange and I had to wash him back and front, then it was my turn. We had run out of hot water by then and my bath was only warm at best and our Billy used to trump in it.

Fast forward, we were still in our small end terrace house. We all worked, my daddy was a bus driver, my mummy a home help for poorly people, my brother Billy was a plumber, and me.

When we left school, we had to find a job, unless you were really clever, and went to college, think I was just ordinary.

I had a couple of jobs before finally I got a job at the local Co-operative shop at the end of the next street to ours, and I love it, been here five years now.

I help out wherever needed and on whichever shift I am needed on now we ...