Up amang the Heather in the Hills o Ben Magee!

I found the presence of Jimmy's friends quite stressful. His Personal Assistant was the first to arrive and the first to leave. She was rather eccentric in her own way, gave me the 'once-over' and then dismissed me with a few words. She and Jimmy were closeted together for a couple of hours, going over arrangements for the recording of two Jim'll Fix It! Shows during the following week. This was the first time I realised that a lot of apparently 'Live' shows on TV were in fact recordings. Usually, it seemed four shows would be recorded over two days, and that then left Jimmy free for his other work. Top of The Pops was live, but Jimmy was only one of the presenters, and his next one was in a fortnight. I had been hoping that Jo and I would be on JFI! soon, but that wasn't to be. Jimmy's PA told me that we would need to be available for recording in about a month, and said that she would give me the details once she had met with the BBC producer on Monday or Tuesday. Then she went, and after waving her off, Jimmy fucked me on the sheepskin rug in front of the fire. He then fucked me upstairs in bed, three times before we fell asleep. I dreamt that he fucked me again while I was sleeping and in the morning, he told me that he had. I found that rather disturbing, but wasn't sure why.
     Then five friends of Jimmy's came and it was clear that they all had expectations of me. Jimmy introduced me to them, but I never got their names. They were all in the music business and had known Jimmy for years. One of them asked me if I had my school uniform and when I said I did, he asked me to put it on. They then played a game in which I was the pupil and they were examiners and
they took it in turn to ask me questions. If I got the right answer to a question from one, the next one asked me a question. If I was one wrong, he fucked me in front of the others. And then the next one had his turn. Most of the questions were fairly easy, and I think that was to give them time to recover, because suddenly I would be asked a difficult question which I didn't know the answer to, so I got fucked. If I got part of the answer right, and part wrong, I just had to suck the one who'd asked it. All in all, it passed an evening and I got fucked about 15 times, until they were all pretty knackered, and then they decided who I would go to bed with. That was done by drawing cards and the highest was the winner.
     One of them had no more spunk left and he just talked to me. I was brain-dead by the time he fell asleep and I could curl up beside him and go to sleep myself. The next day they spent a lot of time discussing business so I just went walking and climbed quite high ap the mountain behind the cottage. I didn't take any of the long zig-zag paths I could see, I just scrambled straight up. That was always the way I went up hills – Arthur's Seat or the Eildons, the very same way. In the evening the guys – who must have planned it, picked me up and held me by my arms and legs and took it in turn


to fuck me while I was suspended like that. But the last one got the others to put me down on a coffee table and he was rough when he fucked me, and though I cried out, none of the others stopped him. Things got a bit mixed up in my head for the rest of their stay, but I do remember that one night it

was a big heavy man who must have been taking those blue pills, cos he was inside me for hours. And on top of me, and he was really heavy and by the time he was finished I was so exhausted and sore I fell asleep straight away and slept for about eight hours solid.
     And on the last night, before they left, I got the oldest one, who had been rough with me and he tied me to the bed and fucked me so hard it hurt and he obviously liked hearing me cry out, because when I did, or asked him to go easy or stop, he just went at it even harder. I was embarrassed in the morning when I saw blood on the sheets as well as all the spunk stains and I took the bedding to the laundry room and managed to wash away the stains. After brunch, they all left – and asked Jimmy to keep getting new young girls for them and he laughed and said that I was his and he only loaned me out to them and that next time he'd be charging them to use me. I wasn't too happy about that.
     That afternoon, Jimmy took me down into Glencoe and we had a meal at a little pub where he was well known and where he offered to pay for our meal by letting the landlord fuck me, which the landlord accepted, and he took me through to the kitchen and fucked me there, over a table, and then let the others there, the chef and another, younger, guy, take their turn. I was worried about this keeping Jimmy waiting, but when they let me go, I found him sitting with a couple of university students, and he was chatting them up and when he saw me, he invited me to join them. Then he invited them to spend the night at the cottage and they came back with us. They were both Germans and were hiking around the Highlands, sometimes staying in Youth Hostels, or camping when they couldn't reach a Hostel, or getting B&B if the weather wasn't good.
     So we swapped around, and Jimmy fucked the girl while her boyfriend fucked me, and then
Jimmy and the boy fucked me, while the girl kissed me on the mouth and chewed my tongue! After that and a drink that Jimmy must have spiked, I think Jimmy and the boy did more things to me and the girl, because in the morning when I woke, with a splitting headache, I was awash with sperm and my lips were bruised and so were the insides of my thighs and the girl seemed to have had a bit of a hard fucking too. I didn't know who had done what, but Jimmy and the German boy were the best of chums, drinking and smoking cigars while me and the girl had showers and kinda woke ourselves up. We kissed in the shower, and she told me her name was Beata and that she really preferred girls to boys, but it was safer being with a boy on the road. She asked me my age and when I told her, she said I should be at home with my family, not having sex with an old man, and I tried to explain about me and Jimmy but she didn't seem to understand. She didn't know how famous he was and about his TV shows, so I just left it at that, although she was happy for me to suck and lick her See You Next Tuesday after saying I should be at home, and my age didn't seem to bother her then. Oh and she really came! And it was WOW!
     But soon after, it was time for the Germans to leave, though Beata gave me her address in Hamburg and told me her paresnts had seen The Beatles when they were over there before they became famous and her mum had a photo of her with John! And it was after they left that I knew I would had to leave too, because I was missing School and my parents should be worried, but there hadn't been any panic whenever I phoned them. They never challenged any of my lies and I felt that meant they didn't care about me. So leaving was easier thought than done, kinda obvious really, as I had no money, no transport, and no-one to go to who really wanted me, apart from Martin – he'd been in toun=ch with Jimmy to apologise for not getting up, but said he'd be here the following weekend. And anyway, I really liked Jimmy, and me and Jo really needed him to get us on the Show so I decided that I'd stay with him, wherever we went, till after the Show had been broadcast, so long as Jimmy still wanted me. I'd realised that Jimmy certainly wasn't a one-girl-guy and that my shelf life might soon be up, unless I gave him a lot of attention and encouraged him to do whatever he wanted, though I had no idea what that might involve; but Jo needed me to be strong and stick with it. So in the afternoon after the Germans had gone I asked Jimmy what his secret fantasies were, things that he wanted to do but
really couldn't or didn't get the chance – expecting him to tell me something involving dungeons and chains and stuff, but he said he didn't have any 'secret' ones, cos he just did whatever he fancied, so he wasn't frustrated or repressed his feelings, but then he thought for a bit and said: “well, as it happens, one thing I don't get much chance for is I really like fucking girls in a public swimming pool, when it's busy – sometimes they can be strangers, sometimes friends, like you, Teri, it doesn't really matter – would you be up for that?” and of course I was.
     It felt really risky and dangerous and I was amazed that someone so well-known as Jimmy would try it on with girls he didn't know in a pool like that, but he said he did, and it was maybe the risk that made him horny and it was obvious that just talking about was giving him a massive erection, so I went over and took a hold of it and slowly wanked him while he told me about it. He said that unfortunately it was usually the mums who came onto him at the Deep EnS, while their kids were getting swimming lessons in the Shallow End, and he explained that it was quite easy if the mum put her legs around him under the water, and he slid into her while above the water they kinda leaned back and just chatted while all the while he was slowly fucking her down below, and I was slowly wanking him now until I saw that little bead of pre-cum appear on the tip of his cock, and I lowered
my mouth over it and took it deep inside and when he just ever so slightly bucked his hips and shot his load right down the back of my throat, I swallowed and licked and sucked the lot and when I rose up again he said my face looked like the happiest girl in the world and he kissed me deep and sucked out what he could get and then took me up to bed and we curled into spoons, with him behind me and wrapped around me and keeping me safe with his cock deep up my bum and we slept like Babes in the Wood.