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 Murder at the Mansion

A  Set in 1946 after the war, with post-war rationing, is this a murder mystery, a who-done-it, a coming-of-age story, or an erotic sex story?


Detective HCM Howard Charles Marshe known a Hercule Christie Marple in the sensational press, is called in to investigate the murder of the matriarch of a semi-aristocratic family. Aged 50 he served in Intelligence during the war. He solved two murders and got press coverage, on which he built a reputation.


His sidekick Arthur Arthers who was named as a joke by his parents was born in 1928, now aged 18, he served at the end of the war as a clerk in Defence Ministry and is now employed by HCM as his secretary.


Arthur is sexually inexperienced and suffers from fighting sexual thoughts and the legal laws of that time. He is attracted to heterosexual men and doesn't really understand his feelings, but fears what would happen if his feelings were exposed.


There is a plethora of family members and servants. Can you solve the case before HCM does? Will young Arthur get sexual satisfaction?


This is a deeply sexual and teasing story. It features detailed homoerotic, heterosexual, lesbian and homosexual scenes, that are not for the faint-hearted.




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Extract:

In Bobby's bedroom, Arthur felt deeply self-conscious again. He'd got used to stripping with Bobby for tennis and the sauna, He'd even got used to laughing at their sexual excitement. But this was different, he was going to get into bed with him.

To Arthur bed was the place where he weakened his resistance to thoughts that he tried to suppress. Thoughts that part of him felt were wrong, but which he could not resist.

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"Oh there's only one pair!" Bobby scratched his head and held up the green silk pyjamas." He swung the jacket and trousers. "We'll have to share. Do you want to wear the jacket or the trousers?"