A brief glance around revealed that the train had pulled into a station, the sign posts declaring it to be Southern Salvil. The young man pulled an al...anac from the pocket of his black jacket and flipped through the pages. After a minute or so, he found what he was looking for. Southern Salvil, the book read, 222 km from Rutro.Walter placed the book back in his pocket and sighed. It would be a long time before he arrived at his destination then, if that was anything to go by. Deciding he might. Cole also played football, so it worked out to where I could attend most of his games.Since the girls always played before the boys, I got to where I'd also go watch Sam play, and as always I was fascinated — and more than a little aroused — by the way she moved.She was a good player, good enough to get some attention from small colleges and junior colleges, and she always seemed to pick me out of the crowd. When she did she always smiled that dick-stiffening smile.It didn't take Sam long to. The man who was about to sodomise me, then put me to work as a transvestite prostitute for use by the scum, the guards, or anyone who could afford the price.I made a futile effort to try and work out in my mind how often Eddies 'girls' were used. As his 'secretary' and bookkeeper I knew how much profit he made from his crossdressed whores but had no idea how many he had or how much they charged. It was a useless exercise but it kept my mind off the inevitable fate about to befall me.I felt a. He'd already drawn up the relevant documents and just needed mum's signature.She surprised me when we left his office by linking her arm in mine and whispering softly,"I'll give you enough money to start up your own courier business if you like Billy" Why would I want to do that mum?" I replied and held my arm tightly against myself so as to stop hers being withdrawn,"Well, you know, last night" Let's have a coffee mum" and I steered her into a little bistro,"I'm seventeen tomorrow mum, I'm not.