Prelude
It was a hot summer’s night in the small town of Rye – the kind that causes the yearning young mind to wander with lustful desires, lubricated by the humid air and gentle cricket-chirps. It was on this night every year, for as far back as he could remember, that The Cocque de Soleil would pitch its bulging tent on the village green.
From a young age Sean had dreamt of the sensual riches the tent held, watching jealously from outside the titillating violet canvas as adults young and old gathered to marvel at the erotic spectacles it enshrouded. Once, at the age of 13, he had tried to sneak into the Cocque, but his readily apparent pre-pubescence meant he was easily caught and removed from the premise; a grunt of “over eighteens only” the only explanation offered to him. The collective moans and groans of an enraptured crowd captivated the heart and mind of the young Sean – the beginning of an itch with but one means of scratching.
This year, eighteen years of age, Sean would finally behold the mysteries of The Cocque de Soleil.
Chapter 1 – The Auditorium