[This is a historical and somewhat fictional story. The basic story was told to me over several days by an old man I met in England through his son. I met the son, Nigel, on a scuba diving trip in the Mediterranean. We became close friends, and I accepted an invitation to visit him in England. The story involves sex between men. So the usual disclaimers and copyright apply. The beginning of the story is that of the old man, John, told by him in the first person as he told it to me. Quote mark
"So, you fancy him, do you?"
"No, I fancy you Maurice," I answered, trying to make a joke out of it. But I was beginning to get a little irritated with Maurice. We both knew why he'd offered me this trip home, and I was getting tired of him just not getting to it.
"But you do fancy him, don't you?" Maurice persisted. "I mean you have nothing against mixed Orientals, have you? What would you say? A fourth White Russian, half northern Chinese, a fourth Thai, I would s
© All rights reserved