What seems simple when you're 13, becomes complicated once grown-ups are involved. All I'd said to George was that it would be great if I could meet Jimmy Savile through Dr Montgomery and get on @Jim'll Fix It' with my appeal for my cousin Jo. George kinda puffed himself up and said that his Lodge was always looking for “Good Causes” to support: He said it like that, “Good Causes”, with quotes which he did with his fingers either side of his head. But I didn't laugh, cause I didn't want to stop him saying what he was saying.
There were important people in his Lodge, not just Dr Montgomery, “Very Important People” with quotes and capitals. Golly. I was impressed. He said he had no objection to having a word with Monty about Pavel, because if Pavel and I were so close it would make sense for him to take an interest in Pavel too. “Not,” he said, that he was quite as interested in boys as Monty and Martin, but “they do have their uses and certainly, young Pavel has a charm of his own, and I wouldn't mind having the both of you here some weekend,” and he actually gave a wink!
He accepted there would need to be a “Quid Pro Quo,” with his finger-quotes, and maybe me giving Monty a Blow-Job once a week would be fair recompense. He'd have a words with Monty about it. And also the other senior members of the Lodge about his own idea. “There's nothing wrong with progressing on two fronts,” he said, but, quite honestly, I had no idea what he meant. It sounded like gobbledygook to me. But I'm only 13 after all.
Anyway, George made good use of me for the rest of the afternoon and had me home in time for Tea, with a promise to speak to Monty on Sunday. And on Sunday I went to see Pavel.
He was looking a lot better than when I had last been there. His mum gave us pancakes and cocoa, while we watched some more “Scooby Doo” adventures. But Pavel told me something which upset me. He said that while my Mum had been with him on Saturday, while I was with George and Pavel, Dr Montgomery had come to see him and, during that visit, they had both gone to the bathroom and were there for about half an hour. I tried not to show how much this news affected me, but Pavel could read it in my tenseness. He took my hand and cuddled me and I found and held his little cock and held it safe. It felt like we were two 'Babes in the Wood' trying to survive against all the plans and plots of adults who should have been looking after our best interests, but were only interested in getting their own way.
I told him about my hopes that George would be able to take him under his wing and free him from the Doctor's hold and this made him very happy. I didn't say that I would have to pay the price of submitting myself to Monty's attentions, because I knew that would make him feel guilty, as if he was responsible for it. But once all my plans came true, once Pavel and I were safe with George and I had – either through Monty and Jimmy Savile, or through George's Lodge – achieved my goal of getting Jo her holiday at Disneyland, I believed that we would be free and could live happily ever after. It's wonderful to be thirteen and see everything so clearly – simple and straightforward. But who was I to know how things would turn out? That I was looking at the world through rose-coloured glasses!
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