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During my first year and half at University, when Peter was in town, I used to meet him on a Thursday night and stay over in his hotel. His family lived down south somewhere and never knew about his extramural activities. Officially he was my mentor, well I suppose he was.
Suddenly he disappeared, some scandal, with another student he was mentoring I never found out the details, not that that mattered. Officially he retired retired to live in his villa outside Fuerteventura, which I had spent a week at one Easter.
Following the award for my degree I decided to compliment what I had achieved with a one year Masters degree, for this I needed more practical experience. Peter came out of retirement used his contacts and with the assistance of my friend Dr Death, sorry De'arth, and my University Tutor I secured a one year industry placement with a submarine shipbuilder.
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You can find two other follow on stories of this trilogy in,
'My Lakeland Holiday' and 'I was On My Way To Salisbury.'
- COMMENTS
Ginafrommaineabout 2 years agoI liked the story. I know not much about advanced mathematics, nor physics, nor nuclear physics. But I love reading about such stuff as well as naval and submarine topics. Furthermore I really love guys in kilts and bi guys and watching guys playing together. I wonder how different the story would have been if one or more of the characters had been a woman. Thanks for the read.
Anonymousabout 2 years agoAgain well written. and I was in phoenix when the last Nuclear plant was built in the US and new many Ex Navy airfraft people that were hired on.
And of course the sex is what this is all about
