Unlikely Graves (Detective Inspector Paul Amos Mystery series) by Rodney Hobson

wanted to tell a couple of others from school who were there in a separate car. Pat rang me next morning. I was a bit relieved, what with her going off like that with a strange man who obviously only wanted one thing. Not that Pat was a virgin. She’d started at 14 before anyone else in our class but at least that was with a boy she knew.’
    ‘Was she all right?’ Amos asked anxiously.
    ‘Course she was,’ Evans responded with a tone of derision. ‘Pat could look after herself. She just wanted to warn me that if her mother asked I was to say that she had stayed the night at our house. She sounded very chirpy. She had put it about a bit, usually with boys from other towns so word wouldn’t get back to her parents. Her dad was a Methodist. This time it was a bit close to home. It turned out that Randall lived here on the south side of Lincoln but he used to live near Skegness, which is why he knew the chip shop. He’d been back for a funeral of someone he knew in Croft.’
    Having started out on the beat in Skegness, Amos was familiar with Croft, a village on the A52 heading towards Wainfleet.
    ‘Pat said she’d had a fantastic night. Randall might have been old but he knew what to do, she said. Quality rather than quantity. Anyway, she was ringing from home and I could hear someone opening their front door so she couldn’t say any more. We agreed to meet up that afternoon so she could fill me in on the details. We met in the park where we could talk without anyone overhearing. Randall had suggested a threesome and Pat wanted me to come along on the Tuesday. She said I could just watch if I wasn’t sure. Well, you see Pat knew I wasn’t keen on sex. I’d only done it once with John Reynolds and he didn’t have much idea. It was really painful. I didn’t want to go through that again. But Pat kept banging on about it so I agreed. I nearly chickened out but I’m so glad I didn’t. Old man Randall was everything Pat had cracked him up to be. We went up to his bedroom and he certainly knew how to undress a girl. Pat’s clothes were off in a trice and she was squealing in ecstasy before you knew it. I was amazed. Randall had shot his bolt but he pulled me onto the bed, put his hand up my skirt and into my knickers.  I had an orgasm within seconds. Pat was right. He certainly knew what to do. We went back on the Wednesday and this time I went first and did it properly. He saw to Pat half an hour later, then we had to go home or our parents would be wondering where we were.’
    ‘Next day at school Emma Green heard us talking about it so we persuaded her to come. She’d got a steady boyfriend and was getting her share but we told her how exciting it was so she decided to give it a go. She wasn’t disappointed. Evans was in full flow. No longer was she pausing to see whether Amos was shocked or embarrassed. This was the joy of the storyteller bringing an adventure to life for an audience and Evans was as good at telling the tale as she had apparently been acting her role in the sordid saga. We had a bit of a damp squib with Sarah Daley. She was the first virgin to take part. We didn’t really want her to go as we knew she was likely to spoil everything but she lived just down the road from me and she threatened to tell my parents if we didn’t count her in.’ We managed to keep the fun secret from her for best part of a month but then Emma told her one lunchtime and we were left with no choice. I don’t think she quite believed what Emma told her and wanted to find out for herself. She wanted to know all about sex after her mother told her what happened in bed but she was a bit scared of it. I couldn’t imagine her letting a boy see her naked. Well, I was right. We had a right performance, I can tell you. Randall was all for sending her packing but he picked up interest when we told him she was still a virgin. He said he’d never had a virgin in his life and there was a first time for everything. He said