His Lordship will see you now

Nigel told Damian of Rosies plan to se if theirwere any other lads who needed somewhere. Damian pointed out that the remaining lads at the Molly House, had been there a long time unlike Nicky and himself. So that was decided against.

Damian said he and Nicky were picked up at the riverside by Rossiter so that might be a good place to search first. It was decided that Nicky and Robin would get another of the empty rooms ready in case.

Most of the rooms had a bed or beds, but several would need airing and a good clean.

So the two were given brushed water and cloths and set about their task. Rosie went up in the evening with fresh bedding and pillows. Nicky and Robin were congratulated on their work and after tea, both tired, went up to bed.

Nigel and Damian got ready, for their search.

Rosie had brought two large mantles out of a chest for them and two tricorn hats and scarves. Out of the chest, which appeared to be bottomless, she also produced a lantern, telling the lads that a mist was forming and would be thicker by the river.

The lads dressed and put on the capes, Rosie nodded approval, telling them to pull the scarves over the mouths, to disguise Damian should they meet Rossiter.

" Right! we will be off" said Nigel, but Rosie stopped him, and reached in the dresser, producing a large pistol, which she handed to Nigel,

It dosen t work but will look threatening and produces a bang.

She then handed a small two barrelled ladies pistol to Damian., saying " This does work and is loaded so take care!"

With that the two pulled their scarves up, wrapped their capes around them, and left, Rosie locking the door after them.

The Mist was coming down and they lit the lantern as darkness was falling as no moon, they started down the hill leading to the river.

Their route took them past the Molly house, and Damian, recalled what his life had been, just a short time ago, Now he had friends he trusted and liked and they liked him too.

He was brought from his reverie as they saw a familiar figure, crossing to the pub opposite, where Nigel had drugged Rossiter to enable Damian to escape.

They paused until they saw him enter the pub, then walked briskly passed and on to the River.

The fog was getting thicker as thehy got close to the River and were glad of the lantern. They reached the bridge, and stopped wondering where to search first.

"Lets try downstream first" said Damian, "that's where Nicky and I were picked up". They worked along the bank nearly as far as the Tower, but apart from a few rats and a severed arm, there was no sign of life. A few boats were moored, with just a watchman in each.

They decide to try upstream of the bridge as so far their quest had been fruitless.

They had nearly reached the bridge, when Damian grabbed Nigel and pushed him into a nearby alley, muffling his cries with a firm hand over his mouth. He mimed with one finger over his mouth, to keep silent, to the startled Nigel.

Nigel saw why, seconds later a figure walked past a few feet away.

It was Rossiter!, on the prowl for suitable orphan lads and vagrants.

They watched him head toward the Tower, though he had obviously had more than one ale by his wavering gate.

"Quick! lets look upstream quickly", said Damian.

The two searched, passing a couple of ferry boats. and were just about to abandon their search and return to the warmth of Rosies.

Nigel noticed a bundle of what looked like something wrapped in an old cloak,

Damian pulled it back with his foot, unsure of what he d find underneath.

"Ouch!" said a voice. Damian and Nigel were shocked to see two lads similar age to themselves crouched under it.

One of the lads leapt to his feet and clenched his fists at Damian.

"No need for that!" he said "we are friends" ,

"Gather your stuff and come there isn't much time to waste" "Where are you taking us?"

"To safety now hurry!" the first lad hesitated, but the other lad started grabbing his things and nudged him. "Come on, Matthew,!" he said "its got to be better than this, I m freezing".

"I m Cyril, and this is Matthew, we are both from Reading! right no time to explain lets get you somewhere safe, at least its warm for the night.

The two lads followed and Nigel and Damian led the way back to the bridge, keeping an eye out for their foe Rossiter. They were nearly at the bridge, when they heard footsteps echoing in the stillness and just the lap of the water.

Damian and Nigel, instinctively pushed the two lads against a wall, covering them with their mantles, and telling them to be quiet.

Sure enough, Rossiter came past just as erratic in his gait. and chuntering to himself under his breath, judging by the fact he was alone his search had been fruitless.

Damian and Nigel watched him disappear into the mist heading upstream. They led their charges up the hill. past the Inn and the Molly House, till 20 minutes later, Damian was tapping on Rosie s door with the agreed code. The Door opened and they were greeted by Rosie s beaming face,

"Come in my dears, come into the warm and sit yourselves down!"

"You two pointing to the table with two bowls of piping hot soup and crusty bread waiting," "Eat up then we will sort you both out."

The two lads being a bit surprised at first by Rosie, soon sat at the table and were tucking in.

Damian and Nigel were furnished with a beaker of Rosie s home made cordial.

"Here drink up that will warm you up, and don't worry there s plenty for you two", looking across at the two delving into the soup.

Damian explained that they were Matthew and Cyril and had come from Reading, but that was all.

When they had finished the usual washing and disposing of the clothes took place, Matthew was a bit worried stood in the bath naked and Rosie about to wash him, seeing this she asked Nigel if he would, while she scrubbed Cyril, who wasn't as shy and stood there with a Semi after seeing his friend naked. The two nightshirts were put to good use once again and they were soon tucked up bed and fast asleep. Rosie listened while Nigel and Damian related the escapade, as they downed another beaker of the cordial.

Oh my goodness, she said when she heard of their brush with Rossiter.

Meanwhile in the freshly cleaned and tidy bedroom, Matthew and Cyril were cuddled up together, both of them had lifted up their nightgowns and their arms and cocks touching as they embraced and smiled at their new found friends.

Matthew gasped as Cyril disappeared under the quilt, and gasped again as the lad took his now erect cock in his mouth, he proceeded to suck and lick his shaft and balls, putting his hand over Matthews mouth to stifle his moans of pleasure.

"Sush! he said they will here us, and might throw us out!"

Unknown at that moment in the other two bedrooms. Nigel and Robin, and Damian and Nicky were involved in similar lovemaking with their respective friends.

To be continued