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SYNOPSIS
This thriller is told in the first person through the diaries of the two principal characters; Mike, 16 and homeless and Jack, 23. Mike is unwittingly recruited into a boy-brothel but rescued from it by Jack, the personal assistant to the evil Sutherland, who runs the illegal operation. Seeing a chance to escape, Jack takes Sutherland’s money and evidence against his dangerous employer. With Mike, he flees across Europe in a desperate bid to outsmart Sutherland. Living now in a half fantasy half reality, Mike describes his adventures and his feelings for the gay guy who has just rescued him. As Jack witnesses Mike coming to terms with his situation he starts to fall for the lad. But then he starts to wonder: is Mike all he seems to be? He has been talking in his sleep, he sees vampires and says that he has killed someone. And then Mike gets rid of the only evidence that can save their lives and Jack realises that he has leapt from he frying pan and into…But as you read the diaries you will start to wonder whether it isn’t Jack who is the one living in a fantasy world. And which one would you trust?
EXTRACT
There was a man, naked, lying on his back on the table. He was about forty, I’d say, he
had dark hair over his chest and some grey hair over his ears. His head was back and he
either had his eyes closed or he was looking at the ceiling, either way he was not looking
at me. Between us was another man, bending over the table with his head about where the
older man’s groin could have been. The hairy man had his hands on the other guy’s head and
it was going up and down. The guy bending over was naked too and I could see his back
clearly. He didn’t have any hair on him at all and I imagined for a minute that it could
have been me. He too was slim and not too tall. He was supporting himself with one hand on
the table and the other on the hairy guy’s chest where he seemed to be squeezing.
I was rooted to the spot. I’d never seen two men doing this before and I don’t think I
realised exactly what was going on until the younger one stood up. I backed away a bit,
thinking he would see me, but he didn’t and something compelled me to watch again. When
the slim man stood back I could see that he was only slightly older than me but he was
blonde. Although I was shaking and felt like I was going to throw up this little voice
kept telling me to stay and watch and I couldn’t resist it. The hairy guy swung his legs
over the edge of the table and it was then that I saw his dick. It was fat and grey. Then
I felt really sick and I was shocked but at the same time intrigued, wanting to run but
having to stay. As the young lad knelt the older man looked down at him and mumbled
something I couldn’t hear. Then he turned, looked me straight in the eye and winked at
me.
