Fun in the Pictures
Here I was aged 9 or 10 still in short trousers and in the pictures on Saturday afternoon watching the old cowboy B films. It was an old cinema, nice and dark and not very busy. A little after the picture started this middle aged man came and sat next to me. Hello he said my names Ken and he gave me a sweet. As he leaned across he put his lips against my ear and put his hand on my knee. When I didn’t push him away he very gently started to caress my knee and slide his hand very slowly up the inside of my leg. Say if you want me to stop he said – I didn’t – it felt nice. His hand was warm and gentle. After a while his hand …