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Defunct Gristle

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Anthony Fortesque sat in front of his mother’s elaborate triple dressing table mirror looking at his reflection from beneath half-lowered, languid lids, his blond hair pulled forward in the form of a fringe, his lips, heavily smeared in a bright coral lipstick, pursed in a definite moue.

Forget Judy Garland in A Star is Born and her immortal ‘Hello everybody, this is Mrs Norman Maine,’ for, to quote Anthony, the most important quote from any movie was Karen Blixen’s (aka Meryl Streep) most memorable, ‘I had a farm in Africa.’

The film, released in 1985 had only been seen by the impressionable young boy when aged ten, ten years after the film’s release to be exact. Anthony, seeing it for the first time on DVD (and some fifteen times after that) had been hooked.

Now, sitting in front of the triple mirror, Anthony, aged fourteen and blessed with the blond, pale looks of some stunning pre-Raphaelite angel, again repeated the famous line with an almost religious fervour but with a deliberate change, ‘No, I am going to have a farm in Africa and yes, a big white, shunter hunter to go with it!’

Anthony, it should be remembered was not only beautiful, but much sought after and the darling of the head prefect and several of the prefects randy cohorts. Russell Downs, the name of Anthony’s private school, was - like most private boarding schools - well versed in the nightly ‘goings on’ after ‘lights out’ in the darkened dormitories where mutual masturbation was de rigueur. It was only in the privacy of the prefect’s study that a wank progressed to the far more hedonistic pleasure of a fuck. Jennings, the head prefect, had initiated Anthony into the pleasure of, to quote the arrogant Jennings, his ‘cucumber cock,’ as had Dobson, another prefect along with the hefty rugby captain Miles Carruthers, also known as ‘Massive Miles’ and considered the best ‘rugger bugger’ the school had seen for several years.

‘Yes,’ Anthony repeated, applying another smear of lipstick, ‘’I will have a farm in Africa and someone more Daniel Craig than wretched Robert Redford. Watch this face.’

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