The signpost to the
turn-off to the Memorial Cross appeared out of the blackness,
brightly illuminated in the van's lights. He signalled a turn, even
though there was no one before or behind him. Everything had to
appear normal. He couldn't allow a single misstep now to prevent him
from doing The Lord's work. Within his briefs, his cock was
semi-hard. He would teach that little twink homo about right and
wrong!
Loud in the almost
complete silence of an Australian bush deep night, the VW's engine
noise was an affront. He turned into the car park. The mini-van's
tyres crunched on the gravel. He pulled into one corner, out of
sight of the road. He turned the engine off, and sat for a few
moments staring out into the darkness. Overhead the sky was a
glorious silken black pricked by countless silver stars. He barely
noticed. In the quiet, the engine ticked as it cooled.
He always waited at least
half an hour. Just in case he'd been followed. The wait was
intolerable. And thrilling.
Soon.
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