It was a cold grey day, I was walking through the park towards the town centre when the first drops of rain started.


It was a cold grey day, I was walking through the park towards the town centre when the first drops of rain started. It soon turned into a downpour, I rushed towards the nearest shelter, the doorway of the disused gasworks building just outside the park gates. I was not the only one who had made for shelter. As I entered the doorway I saw that someone else was standing just inside. "Hi!" he said, "You smoke?" offering me a cigarette. I shook my head, "No thanks." He was probably about 20 years old (I was 14 at the time), dressed in jeans, T-shirt and a denim type jacket. We stood in the doorway watching the rain bouncing off the street outside. I was conscious of him looking at me sideways as he smoked his cigarette. "How would you like to make some money?" he said a few minutes later. "Doing what?" I replied. "Giving me a wank" he replied after a pause. I thought about this for a few moments. It didn't seem an unreasonable request. After all I had performed this service on several occasions for school-friends and at the time I was interested to discover that a person of his age still indulged in this pursuit. "How much?" I asked.

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