Chapter 4: A Terrible Desire

‘However, that will not be necessary. Two and a half years ago, Bill did the same thing to another friend. What he hadn’t realised was that the friend had had far less alcohol than he believed. As a result, even though unable to resist, he was fully aware of what was happening and was able to work out who was attacking him.’

‘The next day he attacked Bill, knocking him out and breaking several ribs. When Bill came round, he told him he was going to the police to report him and left.’

‘Feeling very embarrassed about it, it took him a couple of days to decide before reporting it. When the police tried to call Bill in to be interviewed a couple of days later, they discovered he had committed suicide.’

‘He has paid the ultimate price for his crimes. So, all you can do now is to get over what happened and move on. I think you will succeed with that, but feel free to contact me in future should you need to.’

‘The only other thing left is your other two holiday friends. It’s quite possible that they have been suffering the same as you have been. There are three options. Give me their email addresses and I’ll contact them like I did with you.’

‘Or you could ask them yourself. Or you could just tell them that you’ve just found out that Bill committed suicide to avoid being arrested for drugging and raping a friend. At least that would tell them it did happen, but it’s all over now.’

‘I hope this has helped and will enable you to have a long and happy life from now on.’

‘Regards L...,’

SATURDAY

Lewis went into the shop as usual. ‘I see you’ve been getting involved in politics,’ Mike said referring to the local paper. Lewis just grinned and told him that May was sorted and would be returning that evening. ‘Of course,’ Mike said, ‘I remember now, Valerie said she works at the Town Hall. It must have been something serious to have a result like that.’ He said no more knowing Lewis wouldn’t give anything away.

As they finished their lunch, Lewis had an email from Oliver.

‘Hi L...,’

‘Well, that was certainly a shock. Having slept on it, I already feel better knowing that at least it wasn’t my mind playing tricks on me. Bill and I were good friends all through school and I’m so sad to hear what happened to him.’

‘I met Bill again just over three years ago when I came over on a work trip. By then he was working for the London branch of the same firm as me. It was the first time we’d seen each other since school. Everything seemed the same between us and we had a lovely weekend. It’s so hard to believe.’

‘Tony and Charles are both in the UK, so I propose that I send them an email saying what happened to Bill as if I had been informed by my firm. I’ll include your email in it as a counsellor as part of it, if that’s ok with you.’

‘I want to thank you so much for what you have done, it will make such a difference to me. I will keep this email address active long enough to send you one last email in the future, to say all nightmares have finished.

With grateful thanks and best wishes for the future,’

‘ ... r,’

Lewis replied saying yes to his suggestion for contacting the other two and wishing him good luck.

As he read it through and replied Mike asked, ‘More people needing saving?’ Lewis grinned. ‘This one is in Malta,’ he told him. ‘We’ve been doing it via email, and it seems to have worked.’

‘So, you’re now an international counsellor.’ Mike said beaming. ‘Wow.’ He gave him a long hug and a kiss. They had a good feel of each other over their clothes then it was time to open the shop up again.

Mike had to dash back behind the counter as soon as he had opened the shop door because he was still very hard.

As the afternoon ended, a very happy looking May came in. Mike gave her a cheerful wave and Lewis asked her to go through and make two coffees.

Once the shop was shut and they were all in the back room, Mike commented on how happy May looked. She beamed at Lewis and turned to Mike saying, ‘Yes, isn’t he wonderful.’

Mike got his coat and gave May a hug. ‘It’s lovely to see you so happy.’ he told her. Lewis saw him out and returned to the back room. After May had given him a big hug and a long kiss, they sat at the table with their coffees.

‘Denise went to see the mayor’s wife,’ Lewis told her, ‘She told her all about herself, Paula and Beverly. Then she played her a recording of the mayor on the phone to Beverly in which he admitted he had been having an affair with her for ages and he was the father of her child which she had refused his offer to pay for an abortion for.’

‘She told Denise she had always suspected him but hadn’t wanted to admit it. She is about to file for divorce. How are you and the other three?’ he asked. ‘We’re all getting along fine,’ May told him, ‘We’re helping each other through it. We’re all delighted that his wife has been told something at least.’

They finished their coffees and Lewis stood up. ‘Come over to the settee.’ he told her. Sitting down at the end he patted the settee. ‘Shall I strip off?’ May asked. ‘Just your shoes for the moment.’ Lewis told her smiling.

Once she was settled with her head on his lap, he rested one hand on her head and the other on her stomach. Smiling at her he said, ‘When we first met you told me that your experience with the mayor was nothing like you imagined sex would be. You said that you never wanted to repeat it.’

‘Yes, I remember,’ she said, ‘I couldn’t imagine ever wanting to get that close to a man ever again.’ ‘That is a common result of rape,’ Lewis told her. ‘By its very nature, it is rough and brutal, not gentle and loving. Do you still feel the same?’ Lewis asked.

‘No,’ she said going slightly red. ‘If it was someone completely new that I’d met, I would still be nervous. But although I still have no idea what making love in an enjoyable manner would really be like, I feel that there must be such a thing. I base that on my subsequent dreams and especially on the person who gave me those dreams.’

‘Would that by any chance be the same person that a few minutes ago you were happily prepared to strip off in front of?’ Lewis asked smiling. ‘Yes,’ May admitted, ‘I still feel ashamed about the age difference but the experiences you gave me the first time we met were without doubt the loveliest I’ve ever known.’

‘There’s no need to feel ashamed,’ Lewis said, ‘Age has no bearing on what happens in this room. It is simply a man you have decided that you can trust teaching you how to enjoy the rest of your life.’

‘What I’m going to do next,’ he told her, ‘Is to teach you how to make love in a way that will give you and your partner the most pleasure and will make you want to stay together. Not all men know how to do that, so you might have to retrain a future boyfriend.’

‘Then before you leave, we’ll look at ways you can meet them. You’ve already learned that there are horrible men and there are nice men. I’d like to think that the nice ones outnumber the not so nice, but now you have enough experience to be able to tell the difference.’

‘We can do your lesson in either of two ways. You can lie there as you are, and I can lecture you like a teacher on what to do and how to do it. You are an intelligent lady, so I’m sure you will learn fine from that.’

‘The other option is to use both of our bodies and make it a hands-on and practical lesson.’ May had dreamt of this for weeks, but she still found it hard to believe it might actually happen. ‘Do you mean we would er, the two of us, um er...,’ ‘Yes,’ Lewis said smiling, ‘We would actually make love.’

As Mays heartbeat shot up Lewis added, ‘BUT.’ which made it drop again. ‘If you choose that option, you have to be aware of and accept that it is a one-off event. Sit up.’ he told her.

He moved to the side and took her in his arms. After a hug and a kiss Lewis asked, ‘Which way would you like to be taught?’ ‘Make love to me please.’ May said, amazed at hearing herself say it.