Jimmy makes me feel Extra-Special 
We spent the rest of New Years Day eating, drinking and having sex – of course, being the only girl with two highly sexed Men, meant that I had the most fun, and because I didn't need to wait for a Cock to recover, also meant that too. So, rather than have threesomes, most of the day was spent with Jimmy and Martin taking turn about. And they tried to vary things. And I was happy to accommodate whatever they wanted. And between times – because there were times when they both had to rest and recharge their batteries, as Jimmy put it – Jimmy kept us entertained with stories about his life as a DJ and about some of the famous people he knew.

     He said that he had never gone Dogging, simply because he was so well known, and there was always the possibility of someone taking and selling photographs to the papers. “there are always jealous reporters who would like to dig up dirt about me and spread runours, and I don't intend to give them any extra ammunition.” But he was delighted to hear about our adventures between Christmas and New Year. “You two are a right pair of Funsters!” and he asked me a lot about what the Men had done wioth me, and also about my times with his other friends, George and Dr Montgomery, and about me and Ronnie. “He's a right little Goat! Were you surprised with the size of his Cock? For a wee laddie, he's well hung!” And I confirmed that Ronnie had been quite indefatigable – I think that was a good word for him, because he seemed to be able to keep going all night. “Yeah,” agreed Jimmy, “he's got a steady supply of blue pills, he can keep his end up for hours! I've never needed them, but if we're going to be able to match you, Teri, maybe we should get some for Martin and me.”

      Martin laughed, “are they not meant for old crocks who can't get it up?” and Jimmy thought that was funny, to describe Ronnie as an 'Old Crock' but said that if they wanted to save me having to wait around until they could both rise to the occasion, it would be worth a try. So Martin said he'd maybe pop into the River Valley Village and give Monty a ring. “Or I might look in on my Doctor friend – Chris Lees.” He explained about the gay couple, Chris and his Dentist lover Genghis McCann, and how it was rumoured that they seemed to fuck like rabbits and never needed rest breaks!
     “Invite them up, Marty, why don'tcha? It would be interesting to mingle straight and gay for an evening – give us some more permutations to develop, especially if he's got some stiffereners in his little black bag!” So Martin drove down to the village, while Jimmy and I had a talk about me going on Jim'll Fix It! with my cousin Jo. Jimmy was very keen to know all about Jo, how old she was and what she looked like. He said that he wanted to bring a bit of fun into the lives of people who had suffered, whether through illness or disability, and that was whar drove him and kept him going on his Long Walks. “If I can connect with someone and put the same look on their face as I see on yours, Teri, when we are connected and cum together, I'm a happy Man.”

     And I felt some sort of inner light, as if I was in the presence of a Saint. And he slid his hand up between my thighs and said, “I'm ready, if you are, Teri, love,” and of course I was, so he fucked me on the rug in front of the fire. I really felt special and kinda honoured, you know, that Jimmy Savile was doing with me, what lots of women up and down the country, would probably wish he was doing with them. And I was only 13 – that made me feel extra-special!