Crazy Perverted Beestewards

Now I know this may seem strange but this is a true story, I heard it from a friend in my old nieghbourhood. I spoke to him just last week, usually his stories are hundred percent true, so this one should be no different. So here goes. It all started with 3 friends, each one of them had just left school, they were all the same age, all in the same class and all wanted the same things out of life, money, sex and more money.
Now for legal reasons, I can’t say the guy’s names so friend 1 is Harry, friend 2 is Marty and friend 3 we will call him crazy Keith.
It was the week before they’re big prom night, there last chance to meet up with all there school friends and basically get drunk and try to fuck a slut, you’ve all seen American pie so just use that as your outline sketch. Anyhow, this tale isn’t a Hollywood movie.
It turns out that last week Harry had met a certain local girl named Cindy, she was a no frills down to earth run of the block, “have a go if you think your dick is hard enough” kind of girl, now what Harry didn’t know was that the week previous to his rendezvous, his two best buddies in all the world had also met Cindy and after a few drinks did a live rehearsal of a well known bluey they had all seen.
Cindy being the ever modern lady thought nothing of it but a bit of fun and maybe just maybe she held a few regrets, mainly because she didn’t charge the cheeky fucker’s for ripping her brand new French knickers.
So here’s poor Harry smitten with his new girl, heading round too crazy Kieth's house to tell him all about it, trouble is crazy Keith is out in town hiring his tux for the big day.
Knock knock.
“Oh hello there Harry are you looking for our Kieth”
“Yeah I wanted to tell him I got a date for the prom”
“Oh you have, have you, and who is the lucky girl?”
“Well that would be telling Mrs “Harry’s mother” (legal reasons)”
“I’ll tell you what, why don’t you come in, have a cup of tea and tell me all about it, and please call me Angie, Marty always does.”
“Yeah ok certainly”
So in he goes, but what he didn’t expect was to find his other best friend Marty already in there. Meanwhile Angie goes up stairs.
“Now mate, she didn’t mention you were here”
“Yeah just popped round to see Keith, here mate, their mam is fucking off it; watch her when she comes back down”
“What do you mean?”
“Well since I got here all she has done is flirt with me and show her cleavage, hush up here she comes”
“So Harry, would you like tea, or maybe something a bit stronger?”
“What have ya got like?”
“Anything you want my darling, anything you want.”
“Erm tea will be fine thanks Angie”
After about ten minutes the lads decide to leave Angie to whatever it is she is doing, fact is she was pissed and rather randy, So leaving the house the two of them decide to go find crazy Kieth in town and surprise him and give him a bit of stick cause his mam is a slut.
This is when things got a little crazy, poor Harry spotted her first, it was Cindy walking down the high street with none other than Keith’s dad, yes hand in hand. But what they didn’t expect was to see Keith walk out of the shop and start walking with them. The lads had been a fair distance away so they hadn’t been seen. Just then Marty looks at his phone and see’s he has just received a text from Cindy, he turns to Harry and explains that she has just texted him, poor Harry must have been heart broken, but just then he receives the exact same text telling him to meet her at Keith’s house. Been the ever curious pair they decide to follow and see what is going on.
They watched as the three of them, Kieth his dad and Cindy get on the bus back to Keith’s house. They stayed back and jumped on the next Bus.
When they got there they walked slowly to the door, almost expecting it all to be a dream, by now being typical teenage boy’s their minds had begun to fill up with all-sorts of ludicrous fantasies of how this was going to turn out, now this is the biting point, when my old mate tells a tale he provides the proof, or at least has really convincing eyes.
So I know this is real whether you believe it or not. Harry approaches first, curiously excited about what’s in store, Marty is hovering behind him, still picturing Keith’s mother’s cleavage in all its glory.
Well that was that, they could hear it, so loud they almost fainted from the pure freakish thought of it, the noise of dogs howling.
“What the fuck is that, are they some sort of perverts” Says Harry
“I don’t know just knock on the door and get us in there, it sounds fucking wild”
“You know you’re a little dirty bastard Marty”
The moment of the two little hormone wild teenage boys expecting the wildest fantasy they have, knock knock.
Well I nearly fell out of my chair when my mate told me, Angie opens the door dressed in white overalls, “Come in boys, just a little surprise before your big prom”
In they go, and to their horror what do they find.
Cindy stood there with a huge bull mastiff on a lead,
Crazy Keith stood there with a mini Yorky, and Keith’s dad filming the fucking lot.
“There gonna make us millions” Says Keith.
Angie starts clapping like a woman possessed, “there all the rage in America you know, nobody has bred them over here yet”
Well that was it, Harry flipped, “What the fuck is going on? Why have you asked us to come over here?”
“Well” Said Keith
“Cindy told us you and her had a little thing last week, sorry to tell ya bud; so did we, but this is how we gonna make it all fair, we’ve decided to let you in on the new business venture. Were gonna call it Angie’s exotic crosses and offer a service to people to cross breed any type of dog.”
Harry walked out, he couldn’t believe it, absolutely heart broken and as for Marty he stayed and had a good laugh. He may have been expecting a bit more but he wasn’t concerned, all he wanted to know was how much they were gonna make, and how soon will they see any profits.
Last I heard the dog mating business was going well, and Harry had found a decent girl, but that wasn’t the last time he seen Cindy.
Turns out a couple of weeks later he bought a mucky DVD from old Ralph’s adult emporium, and to his amazement what does he find, Cindy, crazy Keith’s Dad and His mother partying like nobodies business in the bathroom dressed up as, wait for it! poodles, face paint the fucking lot. Turns out Ralph had known all about the story and thought it would be fun to get them to make a film and then rent it out to Harry.
Well that was Ralph’s story anyway; also turned out that Marty had filmed it.
And that was the tale of a crazy bunch of perverted bastards.