On my first patrol I had discovered Geoff Talbot in an alcove of bookcases at the top end of the room. Gay sex “Dreadful fellow. There were about twelve other students scattered throughout the room. Unclean; dirty; ashamed – and yet, oh, so terribly excited.Of course, I came. I blushed hotly at the memory.“Hallo, Mr Watson. Wife and kiddie, hasn’t he?” Donald said gruffly as he stared after him.“You’ve got the right man, yes,” I said. Remember me?”I turned to see the Sanderson boy standing smiling down at me. “You owe me ten pounds. Involuntarily, my hands caressed the back of his head, and then Jiminy Cricket popped up on my shoulder. I’ve just seen him,” Donald said as he handed me my drink. It must have been a couple of hours later when he came across, looking even more bleary-eyed.“Alan, you old sod,” he embraced me with a broad beery grin, “when did you get here? Summoning what scraps of dignity, I had left to me, I turned my still-naked back on them and took hold of myself.“Stop!” Tim ordered. In that, he was wholly right.Later in the evening, Dave Whalley arrived, looking a little the worse for wear from drink, I thought, and arm in arm with the first team’s captain
