Frankie didn’t remember going to his house. ‘How comes we ain’t bumped into one another over the years, then? Your dad lives near me, don’t he?’ she asked.

‘I moved away. Me old mum caught me father at it, so we went to live in Basildon. Didn’t like it there much, although there was a good nightclub down the A127. Elliot’s it was called, but I think it’s shut down now. Shame, I could have taken you there for our first date.’

Frankie smiled. This boy was gorgeous. ‘What you trying to say? Do you want me to go out with you?’ she asked shyly.

Trying his luck again, Jed chuckled as he held her down. As he lay on top of her, he knew she was aware of his erect penis rubbing against her. ‘I’ll take you anywhere you want. I’ll treat you like a proper princess. Come out with me tomorrow.’

Frankie had never felt so sexual in her life. Richard Jones at school had tried to rub himself against her once. She had frozen and then punched him in the cock. Richard had screamed in agony and had never spoken to her again. With Jed it was different. His eyes, his cheeky smile, his erection – she was hooked by it all.

‘I can’t come out tomorrow. It’s mine and Joey’s sixteenth birthday today and me parents have organised this boring family barbecue for us.’

Feeling himself getting a little bit too excited, Jed rolled off her. ‘What about Sunday? Meet me Sunday.’

Frankie nodded. ‘OK. Where and when?’

Jed laughed. She wanted him and he knew it. ‘I’ve gotta mobile phone. I’ll give you me number and you can ring me tomorrow. Anyway, tonight’s not over yet.’

As he kissed her again, Frankie felt an unusual sensation wash over her. She had always known she wasn’t gay, like her brother, but most of the boys she had met had done nothing for her.

‘Just stroke it for me,’ Jed panted, placing her hand on his big, hard cock.

Frankie felt the fullness of it through his jeans. She had never really touched one before and it was massive, like a snake.

‘Do you wanna see it?’ Jed asked her.

‘Frankie, are you out here? Frankie, where are you?’

‘Shit – it’s me brother,’ Frankie said. She pushed Jed away, stood up and pulled herself together.

‘I’m over here, Joey. Just having a chat. I’m coming back in now.’

Joey glared at Frankie as she reappeared looking dishevelled. ‘What have you been doing?’ he whispered accusingly.

‘Nothing. Don’t fucking start on me. You bat the other way, remember?’ she spat back at him.

Annoyed, Joey grabbed Dominic’s arm. ‘Come on, leave her to it. We’re going back inside,’ he said.