‘St Mabyn’s,’ you read ‘was constructed in the 19th century for the education of…’ blah blah ‘…extensive modifications in the 1950s an... 70s…’ blah blah ‘…closed for ten years between 1986 and 1996…’ Hmmm… no mention of the reason for the closure: Some unorthodox practices amongst its staff which resulted in a police raid and the arrest of most of the teachers.It was rumoured that after ten years many of the original staff returned to open the ‘new’ St Mabyn’s – a high school fetish theme. "She knows", she hissed, "what are we going to do?" Nothing. Lets just play it cool and see what happens." Okay, but she's sure acting weird."I nodded in agreement and started gathering wood for the fire. I had a fire going, making a nice bed of coals for our tinfoil dinners, when Mom and Dad came walking towards us. We all drew chairs around the fire and sat and watched the flames for a few minutes. Mom cleared her throat and looked nervously at Dad, then turned back to us."Uh...kids...uh,. I put one bare leg to the outside of his knee and the other into the Vhis thighs made, close to his crotch, then I bent down, extending thecigarette in my lips forward.As I got closer to his bare chest I got a whiff of his scent. Cheapdeodorant masking a musky animal body odour. I could see the stubble onhis cheeks and on his bald head, could see the individual bristly hairsof his goatee beard.My cigarette was only a couple of inches away from his now. I looked atthe glowing end. Then I felt. Sir Michael checks me over every six months, just in case anything flares up and says he would love to work on me again, using new techniques, lasers etc, but I’m happy with how I am.”“You say you’re happy, yet, you hide yourself away, Jake,” she poked him gently, “not just your body, but you hide in the print room when you should be out carving an electrifying career in the bank.”“OK, I may wear short sleeve shirts and shorts on occasion in the future, but a banking career?”“You were brilliant.