It’s dead dull when the studies are over . . . and they’re not much fun, either.” And so, as we began to work on Christmas, he would stop at bre...k and sit and talk, with Simon or Rosy or another boy in tow. We talked about sports and girls, about school and grades. I learned that his parents were from old monied families, his father with a bank job in the city and a large house an hours drive from his offices. I learned his older brother bullied him terribly, and he had been at the Cathedral. You know what pornography is don't you?" Helen nodded. "Cyril has some videos of porn, quite a lot actually. I'm going to show you one of them. Are you prepared to watch without judging?" Yes, now that I know what's coming." Okay, he keeps them in the garden shed, I'll go and get one."It took Karen a few minutes to find the tape that she wanted but the cover took away any guess work. They watched half an hour of the tape in silence before Karen stopped it and put it back in the shed."Gilly must. Canyou visit us in the next couple of weeks before I go crazy? …. You can!That's great! You're going to bring along a friend to help you straighten outyour grandson…That's marvelous! You two will be over this weekend andyou'll stay until he understands that I'm the boss; that's fantastic! Thankyou so very much. I can hardly wait to see you both." "You say that she likes women with a little meaton their bones, and is very interested in meeting me. That's utterly thrilling!God, I'm getting wet. Drained, exhausted, probably no permanent damage. In need of rest before being fed on again. The rest have backed off a pace and the chanting has ceased. The crackle of torches compete with the faint clash of steel far down the passageway. We stare, for a moment, me looking from hood to hood. The tension, the fear, is palpable.Another figure steps into my field of view. Robed like the others but his hood is down to reveal a round ruddy face under an unruly mop of blond hair. He hesitates, steps.