The Life of Lewis
Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas
Chapter 3: You’re Quite Safe Now
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 3: You’re Quite Safe Now - Lewis is 15 and decides to get a Saturday job. Finding one in a Video hire shop helping Mike the manager, he finds himself earning a bit extra every week by having some interesting fitness tests followed by some relaxation including sex lessons and experiences which he thoroughly enjoys.
Caution: This Pedo Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Ma/Ma Ma/mt mt/mt Teenagers Coercion Consensual Rape Gay BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Torture Anal Sex First Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Doctor/Nurse Teacher/Student
He felt so excited at seeing it. So amazed that he had just fired for the third time that day and even more amazed that it was he who had just fired himself. As Lewis went to pull his shorts and trousers up, Morris asked, ‘Would you like me to fire you?’
‘Thanks for the offer, that would have been very nice, but regretfully no,’ Lewis said, ‘I’m stopping over at my girlfriends tonight.’ Morris smiled at him and watched him fasten himself up. ‘Oh, to be young.’ Morris said smiling.
‘Go through to the bathroom and wash your chest,’ Lewis told him. ‘Then get dressed. I’ll put the kettle on.’ Once they were sitting at the table with their coffees, Lewis asked, ‘What sort of result would you like to your problem?’ ‘I’d like to get rid of him from working with us,’ Morris said.
‘He also deserves some punishment for what he’s done to all those boys. But the main thing right now is to stop him doing it again.’ ‘To have him arrested,’ Lewis said, ‘We would need evidence.’ ‘But I doubt if any of his victims would want or choose to make an official statement.’
‘But let’s stop him first, then we can look again at how to handle it. If we can arrange for a policeman to catch him red handed, he would go to court and get a prison sentence. But it would probably become general knowledge around the works who was the victim.’
As they left, Morris gave Lewis a hug and thanked him once more. Then he drove him over to his works. Morris opened the warehouse, switched the alarm off, and showed Lewis around. They went into Mr Charlesworth’s storage room.
Sure enough, there was a small room partitioned off with a locked door. Lewis walked around studying it and asked, ‘Are there any step ladders around.’ ‘Yes, hang on.’ Morris said. He returned shortly carrying a tall set of steps. Lewis opened them by the side wall of the extra room and climbed up.
The partitioned area didn’t have a ceiling. The walls were eight feet high, made of sheets of eight feet high by four feet wide chipboard. But the original storage room ceiling was ten feet high. As Morris steadied the step ladder, Lewis was able to lean over the top of the new wall and take several photos of the room. Then he hung over further and studied the inside of the door.
It had a mortice lock on the inside, but it was surface mounted like a shed, not recessed into the door like a house. ‘Is there Wi-Fi in here?’ Lewis asked. Then when Morris said there was, he asked, ‘Are there any ordinary ladders around?’ When Morris said, ‘Yes,’ Lewis asked him to show him.
They carried the steps out and put them down in the warehouse. Then locked up storeroom four. The ladder Morris showed him was ideal, so they moved it over by the stepladder. ‘If we caught him red handed, do, you consider that you could overpower Mr Charlesworth if he tried to run away?’ Lewis asked.
‘Yes, I reckon so,’ Morris said. ‘Ok, here’s what I would like to do. Meet me at the shop tomorrow at eleven o’clock. Bring me here so I can set a few things up. Then on Tuesday we’ll stand by outside. As soon as he starts raping anyone, we’ll burst into his secret room and catch him at it.’
‘You can grab him and pull him off his victim. I’ll film on my phone what he’s doing as we burst in. I’ll tell you more tomorrow.’ Morris could think of several problems with that, but he decided that Lewis knew what he was doing, so he’d wait until tomorrow.
Morris dropped Lewis off at Ellas. After a lovely evening with Ella and her family, followed by a night of passion in Ella’s bed, Lewis reluctantly got up at ten, had a shower and cycled over to the shop. He collected some tools out of the cupboard and went outside at eleven.
Morris was sitting in his car waiting. As Lewis got in, Morris smiled at him. ‘Did you have a good night?’ he asked. ‘Oh yes,’ Lewis said with a grin, ‘It always is.’ ‘Well, my night may have been alone,’ Morris told him, ‘But it was exceptionally lovely just the same.’
‘I thought about me and Joan in the hotel room and had a lovely fire.’ ‘That’s great,’ Lewis told him, ‘You shouldn’t have any problems with that from now on.’ They got out at the warehouse, Lewis carrying a rucksack.
After locking the main door behind them, they went into storeroom four. Lewis put the step ladder up against the wall to the new room. Then Morris passed him the eight foot length of straight ladder section he had found.
Lewis lowered it down inside the extra room and made sure it was safe. Then he carefully climbed over the top, between the wall and the original ceiling onto the ladder and went down into the room. He took out the screws in the striker plate on the door post and opened the door.’
‘Morris came in and looked around. ‘I wonder how many kids have suffered in here?’ he mused. ‘He should be hung, drawn and quartered.’ he said referring to a very painful execution method from centuries earlier. Lewis just smiled.
Lewis moved the ladder over to the back of the side wall. He got up and drilled a small hole near the top, at an angle in the chipboard. Then he fixed a mini camera, pointing at the settee, into the hole. The box with the battery and mobile phone in it, he hung over the other side of the top of the wall.
That hung down into the original storeroom. He found a few bits of junk to hang over it to hide it from casual view. He got the Wi-Fi code off Morris, set it up and checked his phone. Seeing a clear picture of the settee he turned his attention to the door, watched closely by Morris.
Lewis picked up one of the screws he had taken out and compared it to some of his small drill bits. Finding one that was a very tiny fraction smaller than the screw, he put it in his small re-chargeable drill and drilled out each screw hole to the same depth of the screw.
‘When I screw them back in,’ he explained to Morris, ‘With the screw holes being much bigger the screws will barely grip. But the lock will look and work as usual. However, when we need to get in, if the door is locked, a good firm kick will rip the striker plate off and allow the door to fly open.’
‘You’ve done this before, haven’t you?’ Morris commented with a grin. Lewis smiled back but didn’t answer. Lewis had another look around the room, then he took a miniature dustpan and brush out of his bag. Collecting up all the sawdust from his drilling, he put everything apart from his screwdriver back in the bag.
He handed it to Morris and told him to get ready to steady the step ladder. Lewis closed the door behind him and screwed the striker plate back in place. Then he climbed up the straight ladder and very carefully climbed over the top of the wall through the two-foot gap.
Once he was standing on the top of the steps, he pulled up the ladder out of the room and fed it down to Morris. As soon as he had hold of it, Lewis came down the steps and put his screwdriver back in his bag. Morris returned the ladders to their proper place.
After letting themselves out, they sat in Morris’s car and Lewis went online. He showed Morris the picture of the settee and told him how it would work. ‘Couldn’t we do anything to avoid the boy suffering,’ Morris asked.
‘Yes, we could.’ Lewis said, ‘But then Mr Charlesworth could move on and continue raping many, many, others, here or at his next job. I don’t doubt for one minute that what the two boys told you is true, or that he probably raped at least nine others. But we don’t have a shred of proof for any of it.’
‘If we can collect some on Tuesday, we can stop the rape moments after it starts. We will have evidence to enable him to be dismissed, and there are things I can arrange that will ensure that he never rapes anyone again.’
‘You’re not going to kill him, are you?’ Morris asked sounding concerned. ‘Don’t worry, Lewis told him smiling, nothing that drastic.’ Morris felt relieved, even though he thought he deserved it.’ I’ll come here for five o’clock after school on Tuesday,’ Lewis told him.
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