Date: Sat, 23 Jun 2012 02:48:58 +0100
From: nevermindwhoiam@hushmail.com
Subject: The World Can Turn Upside Down!  Part3 Touch and Go

The World Can Turn Upside Down!

Part 3 Touch and Go

This is a work of fiction, any similarity with places, people and events in
the real world is coincidence. If you are not old enough to read this then
why the hell are you still here? Remember, this is fiction, not real, I do
not condone the sexual abuse of minors, do not go out and try anything you
read here in the real world. All actors in this tale were over 18 at the
time of printing! Please keep your comments coming. This episode has almost
no sex in it, but it is important to the story as a whole!

"You can't change who or what you are, all you can do is change the way you
deal with it!"

- Denis H. 1920 to 2000.

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From Part 2;

"What do you want to wear underneath the kilt?" Angus inquired, with a huge
grin, "Nothing of course" I replied. So all dressed up in our kilts with
casual trimmings we went ashore to walk to the pub.

It was at this moment that things went wrong, very very wrong. I suddenly
felt as if I was on fire my chest became very tight and I had to fight for
every breath I got stomach cramps and became blue in colour. I felt as if I
was about to die.


Part 3 Touch and Go

Angus screamed at Douglas "Go and dial 999, I'll try to make him
comfortable, you'll be able to run faster than me, I'll look after the
boy."

Douglas ran as fast as he could towards the pub where he got a tumultuous
reception, thinking back the sight of a tall red haired Scotsman dashing
into a pub, screaming "Call and ambulance, my little Peter has collapsed"
with his kilt flying in the wind, showing off his not inconsiderable assets
would have cracked me up too!

One of the men in the Pub called to the Barman, "Toby, call 999 while I get
my bag" then to Douglas he said "I'm a doctor, can you show me where he is?
Oh can one of you come with us, so you can tell the ambulance crew where we
are?"

Douglas, the Doctor and David, a local farm worker, all arrived back at the
towpath to find Angus kneeling beside Peter and doing the kiss of
life. They both looked awful. The Doctor opened his bag and took his
stethoscope, "Let me listen please"

Angus moved to one side, he was crying softly. Douglas hugged him " Thank
you, he's in good hands now I'm sure he will be OK"

Meanwhile the doctor lifted Peters shirt and listened for a heart beat and
breathing noises. He could hear nothing.

"David please could you go up to the Pub and wait for the ambulance, and
guide them down here?"

David stood there staring at the lifeless child, the tent in his trousers
obvious to all present.

"DAVID" the doctors shout made everyone jump and David looked at him.

"S-s-s-sorry, I-I was t-t-trying to look and see if he was b-b-bbreathing"
David stammered "More like trying to look up his Kilt David", the Doctor
muttered, "go up to the pub and guide the Ambulance down, and ask if they
gave an ETA, we need them to hurry, he's stopped breathing here. If you can
ring back and tell the operator that he appears to be in an anaphylactic
shock they need to know. He is about" he turned to Douglas who indicated 12
with his fingers, "about 12 and appears to be otherwise healthy."

The doctor then turned to Douglas, "please can you two share mouth to mouth
while I try and see if I can help?"

The Doctor opened his bag again and drew up a syringe of epinephrine,
asking "Do you know his weight?"

"Not sure, about 7 stone I would guess, and he is 5 foot 1 inch, we
measured him today for some new clothes"

"Oh talking of clothes would you please pack him an overnight bag, and
perhaps something else to wear?" the doctor continued with a smile, "Oh and
sorry about David earlier, he's harmless, but when he sees a good looking
boy he gets a bit excited!" meanwhile he administered the epinephrine.

Douglas smiled, "No worries, I think Peter would be flattered to hear it!"

The Doctor looked sharply at Douglas, and raised an eyebrow
questioningly. "The drug I just gave him will kick in very quickly, any
ideas what he could have eaten that caused this?"

"Hmm, I don't know of any allergies" Douglas said, and then went on to
explain the current arrangements, and the circumstances leading up to it,
or at least most of them!

"Right, this is very important, do you have any papers asking you to look
after him?" he asked with concern.

Douglas gulped, "no nothing"

"Well don't tell them that at the hospital, they will HAVE to call social
services, and he will be in care before you can blink. I recommend that you
change him pronto, as he seems to be a little sore around his anus."

Douglas gulped "Shit I never thought of that!" as he dashed onto the boat
to collect some of the new clothes that Angus had given him. As he came
back he heard Angus cry out, and then Peter tried to get up! "Oh my GOD,
Peter you gave us such a shock. Do you know if you are allergic to
anything?"

"Murmgh ergh mum once 'cough' told me never to eat Duck, 'cough'." I
croaked.

"OH FUCK" shouted Douglas, "THE GOOSE FAT, I never thought" he added "I'm
so sorry baby" he added hugging the boy tight.

"Yes Goose fat would do it, how did he eat it, on toast?" the doctor asked
"Ergh, 'cough' no we used it as 'cough'"

"Dripping toast, you used it on dripping toast didn't you?" the Doctor
demanded.

Douglas winked "yes ON TOAST" he stressed. "Do you have anything we can rub
in where he had skin contact with it?" he asked the Doctor.

He fished in his bag and gave Douglas some ointment, "Rub this where his
bike seat has made his bum sore" he said while pulling back my foreskin, I
of course boned up straight away. He cleaned my dick, which made it even
harder, and then he rubbed on the same ointment, triggering my quick fire
orgasm! "Wow that's the fastest shooter in the west"

the Doctor laughed. "Don't worry I know a fellow boy lover when I see one,
I'll do all I can to help."

Soon we heard the Ambulance siren, and saw the flashing blue lights and
David led the crew down to the towpath.

Meanwhile Douglas and Angus had changed me and themselves out of our kilts,
into something less obvious.

"Angus please could you travel in the ambulance with Peter? I have to talk
through some Admin with Douglas. Don't worry about the boats David will
stay with them and make sure all is well until I can bring you back."

I wanted Douglas with me but he whispered to me "I'll be right behind you,
the Doc and I want to make sure that you are allowed to stay with me. Trust
me baby" he lent over and gave me a kiss as the ambulance men carried my
stretcher to the waiting ambulance.

Angus sat close to me and held my hand as I started to cry. "It's all going
to be OK son you'll be fine in no time"

Meanwhile in the doctors car Douglas was receiving a briefing as to what to
say, and what NOT to say. "Douglas I can see that Peter is well looked
after with you, and I am going to stick my neck out for you; when we were
by the boat you showed me a document from peters parents which placed you
"in loco parentis". While we were trying to revive Peter it was blown into
the water and is lost. I will swear to this on oath if you need me to"

"You would do that for me?" Douglas asked "Yes, but not for you as much as
for the boy, he does not need Social Services poking into his life." he
explained.

Douglas told him all he knew about Erich, and the way he had been treating
me, the doctor said, "if you can ever get him into my surgery I'll make
sure that he never abuses a kid again. Boy lovers get bad enough press as
it is, we don't need swine like that!"

"I have known him for years and never realised he was a nasty" Douglas
said, as he hung his head, "I thought he loved boys, not the power over
them"

"Well that's how we survive, by not telling anyone how we really are." He
mused. "Make sure you let young Peter know what we have spoken about. And
tell him to keep that cock of his under control!"

"Lol, he shocked me the first time we met, I have never seen a boy cum like
that without either jacking off or having his prostate stimulated!"

"How long have you known him then?" The Doc asked, "24 hours now" Douglas
admitted.

"Jesus, wrong answer, you have to have known him for maybe 3 or 4 years,
and he often comes on holiday with you. If you can get to his house and get
hold of some photo's I have a friend who is a professional photographer. We
can get him to retouch some photo's to show you with the family, in case
the Social Workers don't buy our lost note story!"

"I'll see what we can do" Douglas said, "this is going to be complicated
isn't it?"

"Yes it is. I have to ask, what is your job, marital status and do you have
a record for anything?" Doc enquired "I am a retired Rear Admiral, divorced
and clean as a whistle, not even a parking ticket!"Douglas bragged,
"Perfect, a retired officer from the senior service is as good as it gets,
shame about the divorce, boy love reasons?"

"No, She is Dutch and decided that she wanted to stay in Holland, she hated
the repressive atmosphere here. We were keen naturists and my kids got a
lot of stick for it at school!" Douglas explained.

"OK we're here now, you will have to explain more later. I'll do anything I
can to help. Here's my card, we have been friends for a year or so, met in
that Pub when you were on your boat, call me anytime day or night if you
need me."

"Thanks er " Douglas looked at his card, "Mark, by the way I'm Rear Admiral
Sir Douglas Mc Pherson, RN retired!"

"Oh Sir Douglas, even better!" Mark smiled leading Douglas into the A&E
department, and straight over to the nurses station. "Dr Mark Herriot and
Rear Admiral Sir Douglas McPherson to see my patient and his ward Peter
Carling" he said to the Duty Nurse.

"Oh who is the gentleman who came in with him then?" She asked, "He's a
freind of the family who rode with him while I got this" Douglas said,
holding up a small bag of overnight things.

"He is over here" the nurse told them leading them to a private room.

They went in and I tried to jump into Douglas's arms, "Dad!, I was so
worried!"

The Nurse said "I thought you said he is your Ward, Sir Douglas?"

"Yes he is, but he always calls me dad when we are off on adventures"
Douglas said, already regretting that he had not had time to explain the
plan to me.

I looked at him and mouthed silently "SIR Douglas?" he smiled and
nodded. "Wow" I mouthed and tried to salute him.

He smiled as the nurse went out to go about her business. "Look sport we
need to act fast, so listen up. I have known you and your family for 4
years, and you come on holiday every year as a birthday treat. You have to
remember that and stick to it, OK?"

I nodded as he continued "I need to get someone to go to your house and get
some photo's of your family, and perhaps some holiday photo's. Are there
any we can find easily?"

I got worried at this, "You are not leaving me are you?"

He shook his head, "I have a friend who owes me some favours, he will get
the photo's and some of your clothes and other bits. Is there anything you
need form home?"

I told him I didn't think so, and said "your friend will find the spare key
under the Gnome with the yellow hat in the front garden. Mum keeps all the
photo albums in the bottom draw of the sideboard in the lounge."

"Good thinking sport, just a couple more questions, what were your Mum and
Dad's first names? And do you have any other living relatives?"

"Joyce and Roland, Carling, and no, except Uncle Erich, but he is just my
godfather, not a real Uncle." I noticed the doctor clench his fists when I
mentioned Erich and wondered what Douglas had told him, but before I could
say more the hospital doctor came in, a huge black man with a smile like a
piano keyboard.

"Hello Peter" he boomed, looking quickly at the notes," what have you been
up to then?" he had a jolly loud voice, but I felt comfortable with him.

"We had some toast and dripping for tea, with goose fat on it, I had not
realised that goose fat was like duck, which I am not allowed to eat!" I
told him, "I had an animal phallic shock" I said proudly, The whole room
burst out laughing, the doctors laugh must have woken the whole hospital,
"that's an Anaphylactic shock, and animal phallus is something very
different" he said mimicking a wanking motion with his huge hand.

"Now gentlemen i need to examine the boy so perhaps you could leave us?"

"NOO" I cried The doctor from the village took the hospital doctor outside
and explained about Peters parents, and how Douglas was Peter's guardian
"In Loco Parentis". they returned and Angus said "I'll see if i can rustle
up some drinks, who wants what?"

Everyone, including me, asked for coffee, which caused the black doctor to
raise his huge bushy eyebrow, but Douglas nodded, and Angus left in search
of a vending machine.

Now then the doctor said, "Please don't be shy, I need to make sure that
your allergic reaction is all cleared up" as he gently lifted the bed
covers and my hospital gown. The soreness on my cock was gone but my bum
had had quite a pounding, plus the effects of the goose fat, it was still
very sore.

"I need you 2 to go out for a moment, I have to ask Peter this alone" he
said, pointing to the door. they left reluctantly and I gulped, knowing
exactly what was coming next. I had once had to see the school doctor the
day after I had been to Uncle Erichs house.....

"Peter, the soreness around your anus does not only come from the goose fat
does it? Don't lie to me I can see that you have been stretched, how did
that happen?" he asked me gently, all the time stroking my hand to comfort
me.

"I erm, I well" I tried to say, blushing," I am gay and since there is no
one to have sex with I used the handle of the toilet brush to stimulate
myself. I used goose fat to lubricate it. Pleeeease don't tell Uncle
Douglas as he might not want me to stay with him any more if he found out,
and I have no one else in the world", at which i burst into tears. The
doctor called Douglas and the others in, but took Douglas to one side.

"Sir", he whispered, "this is very delicate and you must promise
discretion, did you know that the boy is gay?"

Douglas nodded, "Yes I have known it since the first moment I met him"
which was not a lie!

"Please do not quote me on this, but you need to have a talk with him about
the dangers of homosexual love, and the dangers of inserting things into
his anus. He has been using a toilet brush handle to sexually stimulate
himself and used the goose fat as a lubrication." the doctor
continued. "you might pop into the centre of Birmingham, there is an Adult
shop near the main station which sells phallus's, erm dildo's I believe
they call them?"

"I'll do that. How soon can we take him home?" Douglas asked while he
thought to himself, 'I must give that lad something to reward his quick
thinking' "I'll check with the nursing station but as far as I am concerned
just as soon as we have some medication sorted for him."

Douglas then came over to me, smiling, and said "Won't be long now, they
just need to get some medicine for you"

Just then the door burst open and a nurse pointed to Douglas, "that is the
filthy pervert who is abusing the boy, a navy officer, and a Knight of the
Realm at that," she spat out. Two police men quickly grabbed him and put
handcuffs on him, and she carried on "That one is in on it too, another
perverted Scotsman, and he is local, claiming to be a doctor no less!"

Angus and Dr Herriot were arrested too while the Hospital doctor asked,
"Just what is the meaning of this?"

By now I was in fits of uncontrolled sobbing, but the nurse said to the
doctor "Oh you're one of them too are you, I can't understand why they let
the likes of you even go near decent White folks!" Just then another lady
came into the room, she looked to me like some sort of a witch, wearing a
sort of tweed suit, her hair tied in a bun and strange glasses without arms
on her nose. "Is this the child? every one out NOW I have to examine and
interview him"

This woman scared the life from me, and I burst into tears again. "You can
stop that, I have seen enough boys in tears, because of the dirty things
they do, to last me a lifetime. I want you to tell me which one of those
men did those things to you?"

"What things" I asked, between sniffles "I don't know what you mean"

"I mean which one of those men performed an un-natural sexual act on you?
We know that they did, the nurse saw it as she undressed you. I am going to
write a report and it will say that one or all of them performed un-natural
sexual acts on you and penetrated your anus. Now let me see how badly
damaged it is" she said and started to lift my bed covers.

"GET OFF ME" I screamed, "no one has ever tried to do anything to me,
except you now, who are you anyway?"

She stood up, and I thought she was going to hit me "I am the duty Social
Worker and I am going to take you to a home"

"Oh no you are not!" a huge voice boomed out, "Peter is MY patient, and he
is not fit to be interviewed, or moved, so GET OUT, before I have to call
security."

"You will regret this, " she screamed, "I'll have you struck off, and sent
back to whatever jungle you crept out of!"

She stormed out and slammed the door, before starting a shouting match with
the nurses.

The Doctor came and sat on my bed, hugged me and said "Oh my, this is a
proper mess, and no mistake!"


Douglas As the police officers cuffed us and led us out I heard Peter
scream, and it chilled me to the bone. 'Oh God, what have I done to this
wonderful kid?' I asked myself, 'how many lives have I ruined tonight?'
Angus, the doctor and myself were all bundled into waiting police cars and
rushed to a police station, where we were searched and interviewed. Mark,
the doctor managed to get himself sorted out first, and the officers, while
advising him that there may be more questions for him, released him without
further ado, as the Ambulance service was able to confirm his story that he
had come to us in response to a 999 call. The police tried to interview me,
but I insisted on my right to a phone call, and to representation. I called
my brother, Sir Robert McPherson QC, who although a barrister would be able
to get me the very best legal help, for myself, Angus and Peter. When I got
through to him I explained that it was a matter of some urgency that he
arranged the best lawyer for me and also for Angus, and that he got things
moving to prevent Peter going into care.

As I first tried to get his help he told me "Sorry bro but I am just
dealing with the German Authorities about the death of our cousin Joyce and
her husband Roland, they have a little boy somewhere too." At first I
didn't connect, and tried to explain the mess I was in, suddenly it dawned
on me, "My God Rob, is that Joyce and Roland Carling by any chance?" I
asked praying that I was right.

"Yes, I didn't think you knew them? They have.."

"Yes yes they have a 12 year old son, Peter about whom this whole mess
is. The kid is gay and a nurse called social services because she thought
he was being sexually abused!"

"That saves me a job finding him, he was with his godfather .."

"Erich Cláirseoir, he must never be allowed near the boy again, but we
can deal with that later. How soon can you be here, with the best lawyer
you can find for this type of thing?"

"2 hours tops, I'll get Steven to fly me up, he has passed his night flying
rating on his new chopper!"

"Good, I'll see you then, can you ring the police station here and tell
them you represent Angus too, stop him getting some legal aid hack who
knows nothing except drunk and disorderly cases!"

"I'll get my secretary to do it while I pack a bag and get Steve up to
speed."

I hung up the phone and the constable returned to take me to my cell when
the woman from the hospital burst in "Why is that person not in a cell? he
is dangerous and needs watching at all times, I am applying for a court
order to stop him contacting anybody before my investigation is wrapped
up!" She demanded, "And, madam, just who are you and what investigation is
this?" the officer asked while picking up the phone to call for help.

"I am the duty Social Worker and I have just come from the hospital where a
10 year old boy is lying almost dead having been raped by the 3 men that
you arrested this evening!" She snapped.

During her tirade a Sergeant and an Inspector both came in, "Madam, you
know very well that that is not how things are done here." the inspector
told her, "if the interviews indicate matters of interest and the accused
and his legal representative agree you MIGHT be able to sit in, but I doubt
it to be honest, you can't even get simple facts right, the boy is 12 not
10!"

"We'll see about that," she countered, "where are the other two perverts?"

"These gentlemen are helping us with enquiries, and the Doctor has already
established beyond doubt that he is not in any way implicated in any of the
accusations. He has been released, he is taking legal advice as to any
steps he might take following your wrongful accusations."

"Stuff and nonsense" she countered, "I can smell a pervert when I see one!"

"Oh and just what does a pervert smell of? The only type of pervert I have
ever seen is one who tries to pervert the course of justice!" The Inspector
said, "Now if you feel you have any business please would you go with this
officer who will take your statement, but do remember that if you sign it,
it needs to be the truth, and not just what your bitter and twisted mind
has cooked up!"

She pulled a face like Margate Rutherford in Miss Marple and stomped out of
the interview room with the young copper at her heals.

"So Sir Douglas, I am so very sorry but we have to investigate accusations
of this kind. Is your legal representative coming soon?"

"Yes Inspector, my brother is flying up, with a solicitor, he hopes to be
here in 2 hours."

"Your brother? Not Sir Robert McPherson QC?" he asked, "The very same" I
replied Then you are the naval officer? Rear Admiral McPherson?"

"Again right on the nail!" I joked.

"I served on HMS Victorious at the same time as you, Lieutenant Commander
William Andrews sir!" he continued, with a salute. "Sergeant please could
you ask a constable to get us a couple of teas, good ones from my office,
not that crap from the machine!"

"OK sir, what exactly is going on?" he asked me, sitting on the corner of
the desk.

"Please drop the Sir, I was asked by my second cousin Joyce Carling to look
after her son, Peter Carling while Joyce and her husband Roland went to
Germany on Business. Peter is 12 and going through puberty, and I think he
may be discovering his sexuality right now. He masturbates practically non
stop and according to the Doctor I spoke to at the hospital, the real big
black guy, with the huge smile and the great sense of humour, he had been
trying to stimulate his prostate with the handle of the toilet brush on my
boat. I did wonder why it had been moved and was soaking wet!"

"What's the score with the other old man?" he asked me.

"Well we just met for the first time today as I was showing Peter how to
operate the lock gates. Angus was sailing alone and we operated the lock to
let him through. As often happens we got talking, and, because things were
hectic he asked if Peter would like some of the clothes that were left on
his boat by his grandson. We had supper on his boat, goose dripping on
toast, and were just going to go up to the pub when Peter went into
anaphylactic shock from the Goose Fat."

"Have you called his parents yet, I guess you have not had time?" he asked
I blinked back a tear, "no we can't, they died yesterday in a crash in
Germany, I collected Peter from his god father yesterday. That's why we
were in such a rush that we forgot his bag of clothes."

"Ah, things are getting clearer now. We'll have to go through the correct
procedures but I want this wrapping up asap."

The constable arrived back with the tea and was sent to fetch Angus from
his cell.


Peter The doctor hugged me and said "Oh my, this is a proper mess, and no
mistake!"

I leant on his arm and cried, my parents, the anaphylaxis, Uncle Erich and
now this cow from Social Services it was all too much for me. The Social
Worker came barging into the room "You, have you no idea of correct
procedures in this country? You cannot hug a child in this way, especially
one who has been violated by so many perverts." she called through the
door, "Nurse we need a chaperone here!"

I held on tight to the doctor and he didn't budge an inch. "Madam, you seem
to have no idea here, you do not enter a room on my ward without knocking
EVER. I am a paediatric consultant and I am trying to help this young man
deal with some dreadful trauma!"

"You will regret talking to me in that tone, I have influence in this
hospital."

"Good for you, NOW GET OUT, before I get you removed!"

At this moment a young pretty nurse came in and asked the doctor if there
was anything she could do.

"Yes" came his reply, "please have security escort this woman from my ward,
call Mr Abraham Johnstone from Social Services, apologise for disturbing
him and tell him that I asked if he would please come here as quickly as he
can?

Tell him there is a crisis."

"Yes Doctor" she replied.

"Oh and then please ask sister if she can spare you, I need you to sit with
Peter while I sort some things out."

"Of course Doctor" she said as she left to carry out her tasks.

"Now Peter, I have to ask you to trust me, I will not tell anyone what you
say in answer to my next question, unless you ask me to!"

"OK"

"Your Uncle Angus, does he ever errm, well touch you?"

"Of course, we hug and he kisses me good night"

"No I mean does he touch you in a way that he shouldn't? Sexually. Do you
understand what I mean? Did he ever do things to you?"

I hung my head, I didn't want to lie to him, but I could not betray
Douglas.

"OK let me ask that differently, did he ever do anything to you that you
had to ask him to stop, did he hurt you, hit you hurt your bottom?

"NO no no no a thousand time NO"

"Did he do things you liked to you?"

I tried not to think about it, but my little peter has a mind of its own,
and made a tent, no a marquee from the hospital shirt I was wearing!

"OK, that pretty much answers my question. Do you LOVE Douglas?"

"Yes I want to live with him now that Mum and daaaaaa........." the tears
came once more.

"It's OK Peter, I'm going to do all I can to help you both. I understand
what it is to be in love and not able to tell people. In my country they
put a man to death for loving another man, but I know how special that love
can be. I can see that you have had a man inside you, and not just the
handle of the toilet brush! There is a thing called Doctor patient
confidentiality, which means I can NOT tell the police about this, unless
it is clear that you have been made to do this against your will."

The tears were flowing non stop now and I hugged the doctor and whispered
"He didn't want to do anything with me, I begged him to, I can get men to
do things you know!"

"Please do not ever tell anyone else that, it could make things difficult
for Douglas."

"If I could I'd like to make love with you too doctor, I have heard that
men with dark skin have much bigger things!" I whispered.

"Who knows peter, when this is all over perhaps I can come and visit you on
your Uncles boat?" he winked back at me. "Shhh! here comes the nurse"

I hugged him again, wishing he was naked, so I could feel those taught
muscles properly.

"OK Doctor, Sister has said I can stay with him all night, and she has sent
nurse Adams to another ward, she was the one who called Social Services
without consulting anyone"

"I'll be having words myself, she is a racist, her behaviour, like that of
the social worker, is unacceptable."

"Come on Peter, lets see if you can get some sleep shall we?"

"Yes Peter, try to sleep a little, night night! I'll see you in the morning
before I go home"

"Night Doc, and I hope you keep your promise to visit us on the boat!"

He waved as he went out of the room, turning the main lights off.

"Would you like me to leave the small light on?"

"Yes please.. what's your name?" I asked, "Nurse Joyce but you can call me
Joycy." she smiled, and then looked worried as I burst into tears yet
again, "What's up my love? would you like to talk to me about it?"

"Sniff.. Joyce is, was, my Mums name, Dad always called her Joycy, I miss
them so...." I wailed.

She put her arms around me, pulled a blanket up over me and hugged me into
her shoulder, rocking me back and forth. "Shh, shh try to sleep" she
whispered, then she gently started to sing " Schlaf, Kindlein, schlaf,
 Der Vater hüt die Schaf,
 Die Mutter schüttelts Bäumelein,
 Da fällt herab ein Träumelein.

 Schlaf, Kindlein, schlaf!"


"Sleep, baby, sleep Your father tends the sheep Your mother shakes the
dreamland tree And from it fall sweet dreams for thee Sleep, baby, sleep
Sleep, baby, sleep

Sleep, baby, sleep Our cottage vale is deep The little lamb is on the green
With snowy fleece so soft and clean Sleep, baby, sleep Sleep, baby, sleep "


 by then I was fast asleep as Nurse Joyce blinked back her own tears,
remembering things that had tormented her own past, then, looking round to
ensure that no one could see she lent forward and placed the gentlest kiss
on my forehead.


Douglas.


After talking about our common time from the Navy and the Inspector
discretely asking if I was a paedophile we noticed that the 2 hours were up
and my brother was shown into the interview room. "I'll go and tell Mr
Cowan that you have arrived, and that we will be clearing this up as fast
as we can!" the Inspector said.

"Mr Cowan?" I asked, "Who the hell is THAT now?"

"Angus Cowan, the man you were arrested with!" Robert told me, "I have my
very good friend Dr Schitzowlski here to represent you, and his partner Dr
Schitzowlski will represent Angus!"

The look on my face must have been absolute classic "Eh?" was all I could
manage.

Dr Schitzowlski laughed, "yes confusing, Pietro and myself are gay, we are
partners, both in bed and at work. When we committed to our life together I
changed my name by deed pole to his, so we could be as close to married as
possible!"

"We are going before the court in about 2 hours time, and I hope this can
all be resolved today" Dr Schitzowlski said.

the next 2 hours were taken up with talking through all of our plans. We
quickly realised that Peter needed a lawyer too, to present his case
independently from Social Services.

"To be honest I think a younger female lawyer would be seen as a better
brief for him, I can get a very dear friend Susan Shepard to step in, she
owes me, big time, and loves to score points against Social Services, it's
her speciality!"

Robert went out and asked if we could talk to the hospital, the Inspector
basically said he would turn a blind eye, so we called and asked for the
coloured Doctor to contact us asap, and within seconds he was calling back.

"How is he Doc?" I asked, "He's asleep in the arms of a nurse, I looked in
and to be honest she was also asleep hugging him like he was her own son,
or maybe brother more like!" he told me "We have and independent Lawyer for
him, we hope to have a child care hearing for him this morning, if we have
him collected in a police car will you release him for that?"

"Yes, but only because I intend to come with him, I have some things to
tell the court about how this case should never even been opened! I will
get the hospital pathologist to look at his anus and see if he will agree
to testify with me that there is no way those injuries could have been
caused by sexual penetration by an adult male. Between you and I he would
testify anything for a chance to see such a sweet cute little boy alive. He
told me, and this is just between us, he told me that he became a
pathologist because he could not continue treating live boys, if you get my
drift?"

"Ahh I think so!" I lied.


Peter.


I awoke from a wonderful dream, mummy was holding me and singing me
lullaby's and rocking me. I was curled up in the arms of Nurse Joyce. Then
I noticed my morning stiffie, poking out of my night shirt, and blushed.

"Hello sweety pie!" Joycey said, "you slept well. my guess is either you
need the toilet, or you are very happy to see me?"


"It's a bit of both, I do need a pee, urgently, but I am glad to see you
too!" I shyly told her "Here," she offered, "can you use this bottle?"

I grinned cheekily, "you might have to help me!"

It was her turn to blush, but she held my rod of iron into the bottle, and
eventually I managed to get a stream running.

"Mmmm I could like this," I whispered, "if only you had a cock for me to
suck!"

"Stop it NOW" she said as I burst out laughing.

"Sorry I was winding you up, I'm gay, but I really like you too, I wish you
were my sister!" I hugged her, and she kissed my forehead.

Just then the coloured doctor from the night came in, with another Doctor
and Dr Mark from the village, who came over and shook my hand. "We are
going to court this morning, to try and sort this all out. This is Dr
Mengis who works in the hospital. He would like to look at your bottom so
that he can tell the court where he thinks your injuries came from.

Listen carefully to anything he tells you, and please do not argue or tell
him anything that might get anyone into trouble."

"OK" I said.

"OK young man" Dr Mengis said, "we don't have much time so can you roll
onto your tummy for me?"

"Mmmm happily" I jokingly replied "PETER" the ward paediatrician boomed,
"Behave, this is very serious"

"Sorry" I said.

"The anus has recently been stretched, consistent with penetration. Peter,
may I please feel inside your anus? I will be very gentle"

"Yes Doc, OK" I replied. Then I saw Dr Mark signalling me. I was puzzled at
first, then I realised that in fact he wanted me to tighten my ass and show
pain when the other doc fingered me!

I clenched my Butt as tight as I could, and the doctor said "this may feel
a little cold" as he pushed his lubed up fingers against my hole. As soon
as I felt him start to open the first muscles I showed discomfort, not
crying out but more a gasp of pain. As soon as he touched the second layer
I screamed. He withdrew his finger and said "Clearly the boys story of
trying to open himself up with a brush handle is correct, and it appears
that he only managed to penetrate the Outer Sphincter, the Inner Sphincter
appears to be still in its natural state for a 12 year old.

"OK son" the doctor said, and gave me a playful slap on my naked bum, you
need to get dressed, we have a busy morning ahead.

The 3 doctors came with me down to the hospital entrance where a Police car
was waiting to take us all to court. The Policeman warned me, "It might be
a bit frightening in court, but you stick close to me and all will be
fine. Remember although you will see your Uncle and Mr Cowan."

"Who is Mr Cowan?" I interrupted, "He is the other gentleman, Angus I think
his name is, you will see them in court, but you are not allowed to go
across to speak to them, not yet anyway!"

I pulled a face at this but the Doctors told me that once they had given
evidence they would come and join me.

We drove up to the court and there were several photographers outside, but
the doctors pushed me down so I was not visible and the photographers paid
us no attention.

 "Is the court being heard in Camera?" Dr Mark asked.

"Oh yes," the cop replied," there is no way we would allow a case with a 12
year old to be open to the public!"

" In camera, does that mean the TV is inside?" I asked, "No son" the cop
answered," it means exactly the opposite, in camera is where no one not
connected directly with the case is allowed in court, and there are no
reporters or anything. Someone has tipped the press off though about this
case. There will be sparks flying if the judge finds out who"

We drove into a sort of garage, where I was helped out of the car and taken
to a quiet room where they had some books and toys for small kids. The
doctors said their goodbyes and I was alone with the cop. Soon an important
looking man in a black gown, came in and asked if I needed anything, I
asked for a drink and he brought me some orange juice.


Douglas.

After an all night session, getting our stories right we left for court in
the back of an unmarked van. I could see through the front window that
there were press outside, and I wondered who they were waiting for. We got
into the court building and we had to go down to the cells so we could be
brought up into the dock for the hearing. Robert Pietro and my lawyer
Andrew all went off to prepare and to find out who the judge would
be. Robert was back soon after, looking the happiest I have seen him since
the start of this whole sordid mess.

 "Douglas" he grinned "you will never guess who the judge is?"

"No, you are right I would never guess, I don't even KNOW any judges"

"This one you do, it's Alistaire!"

"Alistaire?.. You don't mean Ali Sanquhar? Your old room mate from
university?"

"One and the same!"

"Won't he have to withdraw and declare connections to us?"

"No I have already asked him, he never met you, or at least he was never
sober when he met you. It is impossible for Judges NOT to know QC's so it's
OK, but we are going to keep it stumm from the Social."

Just then a court usher knocked at the door, "Sir, there is a doctor and a
Mr Abraham Johnstone, head of Social Services to see you."

"OK let's see what the 'Enemy' is bringing out against us." Robert said,
and he left the room, leaving Angus and I to worry about the "What If's"


"Sir Robert, this is Mr Abraham Johnstone, head of Social Services, Mr
Johnstone, Sir Robert McPherson QC." Introductions over Mr Johnstone
cleared his throat, "I am so sorry about all of this, but as you know once
an accusation has been formally acknowledged we have to take it to court. I
can tell you the only material being offered by Social Services is the
hearsay evidence from a discredited racist nurse who was suspended this
morning for her comments to other members of staff. I cannot suspend Ms
Clutterbuck, the duty social worker from last night until the case is
closed. I already have a formal written apology for your client and for the
young man at the centre of this whole matter, Mr Peter Carling. I hope that
you will not see the actions of Ms Clutterbuck as typical of our
department?"

"Mr Johnstone, I'm sorry but I see YOUR actions as not typical of the
entire Social Services, I only wish that there were more like you, it would
save a lot of heart ache!" Robert said, "I'm glad I am not part of your
departments legal team as you do realise that this will mean reviewing ALL
of Ms Cluterbucks cases?"

"I know, and that brings me to my next point, I have been instructed to ask
you if you would be prepared to head the board of enquiry, we would like to
set the ball rolling today!"

"I'll give you an answer after the hearing, I need to see if my partners
can take on all of my upcoming cases!"

Just then the court usher called out, "All parties in the closed hearing
141/7 to courtroom A please. All persons not authorised to be in the
courtroom for this closed hearing must leave now!"

Angus and I were brought into the dock, from where we could see Peter's
tiny frame hunched up close to a young policeman. He turned and smiled and
gave a little wave, then spoke to the policeman and waved again.


Peter.


We were called into the court room by another man in a gown, the policeman
told me he was a court usher so I asked "Will he come round selling
ice-cream and ciggies in the interval?" The cop nearly choked trying to
hide his laughter.

The usher himself said," after I will personally treat you to an ice from
the staff canteen!" and the ruffled my hair..

 Once we had taken our seats I looked round and saw Douglas and Angus I
gave a tiny wave, but remembered what the cop had told me and asked him if
it was OK to wave to them, "Just this once" came his whispered reply, so i
did!

The usher then called out "All Rise for the Honerable Alistaire Sanquhar
KT"

The judge came in wearing his bright red robes and a white wig, looked
around, smiled and sat, then we all sat too.

Case number 141/7 the matter of the crown vs Sir Douglas McPherson and Mr
Angus Cowan.

The Judge looked at his notes and then said, "this is most irregular, but I
see that once the Children and Young Persons Act 1933 has been invoked it
must be heard before court."

"Who is representing the County Council Social Services?"

Ms Clutterbuck stood, "I am your honour!"

"And just who might you be Madam?" The Judge asked sarcasticly, "Margeret
Clutterbuck, duty Social Worker for the County Childrens Services"

"And the County Legal team?" he asked impatiently "Your Honour I do not
understand why they are not present" She said, less sure of herself.

A court usher asked to approach the bench and whispered to the judge, and
then pointed out a man at the back of the Court.

"Ah Mr Johnstone, please would you come to the Bench?" The judge called,
and then seeing that Ms Clutterbuck was also heading his way he added, "Not
you Ms Clutterbuck, just Mr Johnstone"

There was some whispering and the judge looked over his glasses at me and
then at Douglas. I was starting to get worried and I whispered to the cop
with me "They got her name wrong, it should be Cluster Fuck, and not
Cluterbuck!"

The cop stifeled a laugh, almost choking and the judge looked our way again
and said, "Young man, when we are done here I will give you a demonstration
of just how good the acoustics in here are. I heard every word!" and he
then winked at me!

He banged his gavel as Mr Johnstone returned to his seat, glaring at Ms
Clutterbuck as he passed. "This is a highly irregular proceeding, but I
have to go through the legal motions. Ms Clutterbuck please can you explain
simply and concisely how it came that you asked the police to arrest these
2 gentleman and a GP?"

"Your Honour, I was called to the Hospital at tw.."

"Please skip the single details and tell me why you had these men arrested"

"The duty Nurse told me that the boy had been the victim of a serious
sexual assault by 3 men, his Uncle, the other man in the dock and a doctor
who the police released without asking me. I examined the boy and it was
clear that he had been sodomised in a brutal and bestialish manner by these
men!"

I stood and raised a hand. The judge looked over his glasses, muttered "why
not" and said "What is it ? Speak up now"

"Sir, this woman did not examine me at all, she tried to touch me in the
way that my mum, 'sniff sniff' my mum told me about and I screamed for
help."

"I see," He mused, and then looking at Sir Robert he asked, "Does the
defence have any witnesses to call?"

Ms Clutterbuck stood and started "I am not finished, there is more, this
child's parents are recently deceased and he is being dragged round the
country by that depraved pervert against his wi......"

BANG BANG "Silence or I will have you charged with contempt, it is bad
enough that you started these proceedings without following the correct
procedures but I WILL NOT have my courtroom turned into a circus!"

"Yes your honour we do, I would like to call Dr Mark Herriot." Sir Robert
replied Dr Herriot was duly called and made to swear under oath to tell the
truth.

"Dr Herriot, I understand that you were called to attend the young man
here? Please could you tell me what happened?"

"Yes your Honour, I was in the Pub, 'The Motor and Butty' when a man ran in
asking for help. I told the barman to call 999 and grabbed my bag and
followed him to the canal tow path."

"Is the man who asked for help here in court?"

"Yes," he said, pointing at Douglas "It was that gentleman, Sir Douglas
McPherson, the Uncle of the child Peter Carling"

Once more Ms Clutterbuck jumped to her feet, "Objection that is utter
rubbish, that paedophile is in no way related to the child, and I therefore
move to make the child a ward of the court, so we can end this farce!"

BANG, BANG, BANG," I will NOT tollerate this kind of interuption, this is
not a American Comedy film. Balifs please take this woman to the cells, I
will deal with her when we are finished here!"

"You cant do th...." she started.

"I can and I have Madam, now be quiet or I will have to consider a
custodial term for your contempt!"

She was escorted from court still protesting, and once she was gone the
Judge asked, "Is there any party that needs these proceedings to continue,
or may I close this matter once and for all?"

"No? Very well I find that the accusations against both the defendants to
be not proven, and of a malicious nature. I also find that there be no need
to make the child Peter Carling a ward of this court, and order that he be
returned to the second cousin of his late mother, Rear Admiral Sir Douglas
McPherson. I further order that compensation of £5000 pounds be paid to
each of the defendants from the Social Services."

I burst into tears and ran across to Douglas, jumping into his arms.

Douglas raised his hand, "Your Honour may I please speak?"

"Of course"

"While I appreciate your order that I should be compensated, I would rather
not. Social Services are already short funded and it was NOT the department
that caused this mess, just one person. I appreciate that matters of the
sort that we were accused of have to be dealt with swiftly to ensure the
safety of children , and though Ms Clutterbuck was acting without gathering
all the evidence I don't wish to profit from her mistakes."

Angus then rose and added "the same applies to me"

The Judge thought a moment and said, "Thank you both gentlemen for your
comments, but my judgement stands, otherwise parties would use this as a
precedent to avoid paying compensation. What you decide to do with it
afterwards is up to you."

"If there is nothing else?... Case closed"

He stood and then spoke to the court Usher, I would like to hear the
contempt case against Ms Clutterbuck as soon as I have had a coffee. Please
ask all parties, as well as Mr Johnstone from Social Services in my
chambers"

"Yes your Honour"

We were shown into a huge office behind the courtroom and the judge removed
his wig and robes, before asking me what I would like to drink.

"May I have a coffee please Your Honour?"

"You may young man, but please call me Alistaire when I'm out of court!" he
smiled, and indicated to the usher to serve the refreshments to everyone.

Douglas went to the Judge and shook his hand, "It's nice to meet you at
last, I've heard so much about you! I understand your comments about the
compensation, I just did not want to financially stretch the department any
more than they already are. I would hate for compensation to me to lead in
a child not getting the care he or she needs!"

"Nice to meet you too Douglas, if you both are sure that you do not want
the compensation, I have an idea." he said, then attracting the attention
of Mr Johnstone "Mr Johnstone, I seem to recall you talking about a project
to provide boating holidays for some of your 'looked after' children?"

"Yes that's right, we wanted to purchase 2 disabled ready narrow boats to
take children in care out for day trips and even holidays. Oh and don't
worry about the compensation affecting our care program, we are covered for
this by insurance!"

I listened to all of this and said "YES".

Everyone looked at me as it I was mad, so I explained," If you have to give
Douglas and Angus money that they don't want, they could give it to you to
help pay for a narrow boat for the kids! I love narrow boating and every
kid should have the chance to try it!"

There was a moments silence then everyone clapped, "Peter," the Judge said
"you are a man after my own heart, and wise beyond your years! Abraham,
have you got a boat in mind, and how much is it?"

"We have had a quote for a purpose built boat for £12,000 and we have
had donations of £3500 so far."

"Well," said Angus, "I for one wish to donate the £5000 compensation to
this project!"

"You can count on my £5000 too" Douglas added "Plus.."

"I would like to match that and donate £5000 too "interrupted Sir Robert
, "Plus" continued Douglas slightly annoyed at his brothers interruption,
"I would like to donate a further £12000 for a second, or will that be a
third?, boat!"

All 3 doctors offered to donate smaller sums, and even the Judge joined in
the charitable frenzy, bringing the total to a staggering £36000 pounds.

Douglas then said, "Although there is in thoery enough to pay for 3 boats I
would recommend only purchasing 2 and placing the ballance into a trust
fund, to help with the running costs."

Abraham replied "I agree, we have a committee who will have to ratify this,
but it sounds like the perfect solution. I don't know if I could impose on
you to join the committee, as of today we have a vacant seat, as Ms
Clutterbuck is no longer qualified to work on this committee!"

Douglas said to the room, "Please excuse me a moment, may I have a word in
confidence Abraham?"

Abraham and Douglas left the room for a moment and returned, both smiling
like the proverbial cats that got the cream!

"In accordance with the departments new policy of involving young people in
decisions, I would like to ask Peter if he would take the vacant place on
the Narrow Boat project. His point of view as a young person with boating
experience will be very welcome!"

"Wow, thank you, but won't we be moving on soon Douglas?"

"I have thought of that, yes we will be moving a little, but I think we
need to choose somewhere to set up a shore based home, so you can go to
school next term. If we are on the water when there is a meeting then we
will hire a car from wherever we are, and drive you down here."

"Well," the judge said "sorry to break this up, but I have the distasteful
duty of dealing with Ms Clutterbuck!"

"Alistaire," I said, "please don't be too hard on her, I am sure that she
meant well, and was just trying to protect me, even if she did get it so
wrong."

"Young man, I stand in awe of your maturity, you are a credit to your
family, school and upbringing. Please can you and Douglas and Angus wait
here for a moment?"

"Yes sir, of course"

The others said their goodbyes, and all promised to visit us on the Geile
Knaben soon.


In the court room the court was called to their feet as the Judge came
in. He addressed Ms Clutterbuck "Madam you should consider yourself very
lucky. The people who were wrongly accused by you have asked me to be
lenient in my dealings with you. Firstly I fine you £1500 for contempt
of court for your behaviour. Secondly I give you a choice. The injured
parties have indicated that they will not take further action if they
receive an adequate apology. I for one would rather see you taken through
the courts for what you did, you almost ruined the lives of several
innocent adults, not to mention taking a grieving child form one of his
only living relatives!"


"Relative?" she shouted, "the man is a paedophile who collected an orphaned
child from another known pervert to use him for his depraved sex games!"

"Ms Clutterbuck I will not warn you again" he growled threateningly, "The
Court has seen absolute proof of the status of this man, he is related to
the boy, and is indeed, along with his brother, an eminent barrister, the
only living relative he has! Added to that an independent doctor has
provided evidence that the boy has not been sodomised, so I would advise
you to concentrate on your own position."

She hung her head and muttered "I'm sorry".

"I would like you to repeat that audibly to the 'injured parties'" he told
her as the usher brought Douglas, Peter and Angus in.



With a thunderstruck look in her face Ms Clutterbuck said, through clenched
teeth, "I am very sorry for the mistake I made"

We all 3 acknowledged her apology and I went across to her and offered her
my hand. "My Mum told me, 'sniff' to always close a disagreement with a
hand shake and never to let the sun go down on an argument" She took my
hand and shook it, hanging her head in shame at what she had done to us.

The judge stood and started to clap, "Ladies and Gentlemen, we have just
witnessed the results of a wonderful upbringing. For this young man, this
12 year old child, to have the maturity to say and do what we have just
witnessed is nothing short of Angelic. To be subjected to all that he has
had to endure in the last few days, and still remember his mothers
teachings about forgiveness... " He broke off to wipe a tear from his
eye..."This has been a privilege to meet such a special young man, Thank
you Peter!"

I returned to Douglas and hugged him, "May we go home now please, I'm
hungry!"

As we turned to leave the Judge made one final announcement " I feel that
Ms Clutterbuck's fine should be in the form of a Donation to the Charity
collecting for narrow boats for disadvantaged kids"

He banged his gavell, and the usher called "All rise" and he left the
Court.


Once outside Douglas asked, "where would you like to eat?"

"Well, I love burgers, but I also like Pizza. Since it's all of us, and you
are in suits perhaps pizza would be better?" I reasoned.

" Ah" said Dr Herriot, "if you carry on like this I will have to do some
tests to see if you are really 12, or parhapes an older man in disguise! I
know a very nice Italian resturant just round the corner, the pasta is to
die for!"

"Lead on Dr Herriot!" Douglas said.

Mark led us down a back street to a small fronted building, "Will they have
room for us all?" I asked, but once inside it was a bit like the TARDIS,
and we were shown to a table for 8 and we sat. Menu's were handed round and
orders placed. I snuggled up to Douglas and almost instantly fell asleep,
hugging his arm!

The food was served, and despite Douglas's best efforts I could not be
woken, so the others ate talking quietly, while I caught up on some of my
missed sleep.

As the others were eating the restaurant door opened and a young couple
came in, the girl waved to Dr Tembe, and then recognised me, asleep on
Douglas's arm. "Oh" she told her boyfriend "that's the cute lad I told you
about, he said he would like me to be his sister! He slept just like that
most of last night, on my arm!"

On hearing her voice I opened my eyes and said, "Joycy? Is that you?"

She came over and hugged me and then said "I am so glad for everyone that
this has been sorted out, I'd have been very upset if my new brother had
had to go into care." and then she kissed me on the forehead.

Douglas looked at me with a twinkle in his eye, "Oy oy? is young Peter
going straight now?" and I blushed but laughed too. Joyce and her
boyfriend, who was dead hot, joined us and I munched more than half my
Pizza before I had to admit defeat.

Then we said our farewells and everyone promised to visit us and we made
our way back to the boats. Back on the tow path we parted company with
Angus and went aboard Geile Knabe. In the lounge was a huge bunch of
flowers and a card, signed by most of the regulars from the pub, welcoming
us both back home. There was also a note from a friend of Mark's, asking
Douglas to call on him as soon as possible. "Hmm wonder what that is
about?"

I said impatiently "Douglas, please can we go to bed, I'm so empty!"

Douglas lifted me up, and between the lounge and the bedroom we stripped
each other. "This time I think we should use the Vaseline rather than the
goose fat!"

"Yes, and tonight we can do it slowly, very slowly!" I answered, pushing
him onto the bed and kneeling between his open legs! The whole boat
shuddered and the local wildlife fled as I started to lick out Douglas's
hole. He tried to stop me but I was having none of it. "Peter this is
wrong, you should not be doing this"

"What?" I asked, "this is... wrong but you.... pounding your.... cock into
my.... ass was not?" in between poking my toungue into his delicious
hole. "I enjoy... this and I know..... that you ......do too"

Douglas was not sure, his guilt and the fear from the last few days took
him 'off the boil'.

I stopped, and scooted up his chest."Douglas I love you, and if you don't
feel like it we can leave it tonight. I could even sleep in the other room
if you prefer?" I asked, dreading the thought of him saying yes.

"Wellllll " he said in his broadest Scots accent, " some peace and quiet
might not be such a bad thing."

I looked at him and he burst out laughing, "I'm just teasing you lover,
just teasing!"

We snuggled together in the bed and kissed and touched each other all
over. I started to rub Douglas's cock gently, and he mine. We enjoyed a
slow wank together, Douglas edging me each time I got close, until he was
ready to shoot, then I swiveled round on him and took him in his mouth, and
he took me and we enjoyed our tasty, unhurried orgasm together, before
falling into a deep but nightmarish sleep.