This is turning into quite a saga isn’t it? Well it was a saga and a very confusing time during which I learned a lot about myself. On the bad side I learned that I was quite willing to hide my sexuality behind a girlfriend but on the good side I discovered that I was [...]
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Two days later at breakfast Mum handed me a letter and sat opposite me expectantly. While she’d never be so crass as to demand a look she expected me to open all letters in front of her rather than hide in my room. The letter clearly wasn’t from any of our relatives because it was [...]
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Back to the bizarre world of 14 year old Malcolm. One little detail that I haven’t revealed up until now is the name of the girl who decided that I was to be her boyfriend. For the record her name was, I presume still is, Fenella which all her friends had shortened to Fenny. This [...]
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Not being woken until seven thirty on Sunday morning was a luxury compared with my routine at home. My normal Sunday started at six thirty to give myself time to be properly spotless for my duties at eight o’clock communion. I was also expected to provide tea in bed for my parents before I left [...]
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So what was that look all about? In my whole life up until that point no girl had ever looked at me in such an unsettling way. When I’d accidentally become a boyfriend there’d been no looks or signs that I could remember, it had all just sort of happened. Regular readers will know that [...]
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