JAKE'S PUNISHMENT

Chapter 3 - GETTING ON WITH IT

''Do you drive?'' the lad asked

''No, I am banned for three years'' Jake found himself explaining once again. It felt like he was having to tell this to everyone

''No probs man, I've got wheels, I'll pick you up around 7 alright?''

''Yeah ok''

The supervisor arrived in the doorway. Jake was glad to find that it was the same one from last week again. Cheryl had been pretty laid back and knew how to have good banter with a bunch of men. It had been a pretty fun day considering it was a punishment. Jake did wonder though if he would encounter stricter supervisors in the future. He had a lot of hours to go and he wasn't expecting Cheryl to be there all the time.

''Ok lads'' She said in her cheerful voice ''Time to put your fags out and come inside. Time to get started''

''I can't wait to start work miss!'' the other lad said cheekily ''how much do we get paid again?!''

The lads all laughed over the joke. Cheryl had a little chuckle too. As they made their way inside, Jake looked at his watch again. 7 hours to go. He hoped it wouldn't drag on too much this week

It was late evening as Jake sat in the pub with the lad and a group of other lads. He had found out today that the lad's name was Billy and he had been given 150 hours for aggravated TWOC, something which he appeared to feel deeply proud of

''It was a fucking laugh mate'' Billy had explained

''Aren't you bothered about your criminal record?'' Cheryl had inquired having overheard the entire conversation

Billy thought about it for a second before shrugging

''Nah not really''

Even now, as they sat in the pub, Billy was bragging about it to his mates

''But lads, I tell ya, I am a small fish compared to my mate Jake ere. He is proper big time, he killed someone!''

''Really?'' One of the lads asked, looking surprised

''Yeah, but it was an accident'' Jake found himself saying again. How many times would he have to say this? It was already beginning to get tedious.

''You don't look the type mate'' one of the lads chipped in.

''And what exactly does the type look like then?'' Jake was beginning to feel irritated now

''I dunno, but you don't look the type''

''Jake's cool, he'll have a joint with us later right Jake?''

Jake looked extremely fretful at the suggestion.

''I'd love to but you see the thing is this...I am on a suspended sentence and I can't really risk it you see''

''Oh chill mate, it will be alright, No one's gonna fucking catch us are they!'' Billy said with a snigger

''Yeah, if you can kill someone then smoking a joint should be a breeze man!''

Jake found himself agreeing to smoke a joint with them

''And perhaps we'll get some Charlie too!'' said Billy with a cheeky grin on his face

Jake really felt that Billy would not be a good person to be hanging out with. But then again, maybe Billy was right. He could do with a joint or maybe even a line or two. He needed to have fun and Billy was right, who's to say that they would get caught?

Jake suddenly realized that he needed to go for a pee

''I'll be back in a sec lads alright, I need a slash''