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Thank you all for your support, i am not asking for much, i don't want to upload films or photos' i just want to write, and i am hoping the more writing i do the better i will be become, i know there are mistakes, but must everything be perfect, can you imagine what it is like to try and gain degree when you are severely dyslexic ?

I only know of one person that expressed dire concern for you being wreckless about identities, but frankly, I don't think most of us thought you would ever be wreckless is such fashion. I'm glad that you cleared that up with the one...or few, who had a concern with it. Welcome back Rory. It was a real joy to log on and see your stories posts here once again. ((( hugz))) to u. :D

(Thanks for placating the guys here who were fearful you were using real names!)

So eventually the week dragged by and it was time for me to leave and I was looking forward to Ben coming to pick me up, I had missed our intimacy when we were alone in my dorm room, what I didn't know was that Ben had been called away, and had asked for volunteers and Sigg had immediately agreed to everyone's surprise, so there was a knock on my door and Sigg appeared. 'Hello Sigg, ' i greeted him, 'What are you doing here.?' and he explained that Ben had been called away and he had volunteered, I just looked at him, to say I was surprised, would be a vast understatement. He went to get a wheelchair,. It is Hospital policy in Scotland, that if you came in a wheelchair you went out in one, they didn't want you walking around still concussed and fall over and sue them. Sigg, although shorter than me by nearly eight inches, and slighter, took my weight and helped me into the chair, I was still a bit woozy from the concussion, he very gently, wheeled me down the corridor to the waiting Taxi, helped me inside and held my hand, as he had seen Ben do in the Hospital, and we set off the long journey back to the Kingdom of Fife. We arrived and the gang, except for Ben, were waiting for us, Sigg refused help and walked me up the stairs to my dorm room, made me tea and stayed for a couple of hours, now you must understand that i liked both Sigg and Issy very much, they were easy on the eye and had become a good part of Team Ben, as i called it. but Sigg had tiptoed around me and he was obviously confused, and a lot of Straight boy who got to know me well were the same, i think it is that i am the straightest acting bi guy they had ever met, i have a deep voice and not one feminine bone in my body.
Ben arrived that evening, i can't remember were he had gone but it was important, he was effusive in his apologizes, insisted i got into bed, undressed me, poured me a Single Malt and excused himself for five minutes, he came back with a bag full of his clothes and for the next fortnight he stayed permanently in my dorm room, took very good care of me, and I couldn't be happier, he would lie back on my bed fold me in his arms so my back was against his chest and we just chatted, it was heaven for me but i was slightly disturbed when i asked him what had happened to me, you know, what he witnessed, he burst into tears, held me tight and said he though the was going to lose me.You must remember that Ben was the coolest guy at Uni, everyone looked up to him, he had, what i call, the Prince Harry effect, You know Prince Harry is special, but you just can't put your finger on why, and Ben was the same, when he walked into a room everybody knew he was there, he was very kind and loyal hugged the people he cared for and was adored, especially by me, but this side of Ben, this almost excessive love for me had me baffled, but i wasn't saying anything i reveled in his attention. The very night Ben moved back to his dorm, Sigg knocked on my door, I opened it, 'Hello Sigg, how are you?' i said, surprised to see him alone at my door, for the first time since he brought me back from Hospital. 'I was just checking to see if you were alright,' he said shyly, he must have passed Ben in the corridor, I assured him i was, and invited him in, he sat on my bed and i went back to my desk to finish the lecture report, you have to write about the lecture so they know you have not been goofing off, 'What's in the bottle.?' Sigg pipes up, I turned around to see where he was pointing because I had no bottles in the room, he was gesturing at my Decanter it was glittering in the sun, I explained what a Decanter was, how it's initial use was to decant wine to get rid of the dregs at the bottom of the bottle to save them going into your glass and ruining the taste, he seemed interested, especially when I told him what the contents were, 35 year old single malt, I poured him a glass and he loved it,(Whiskey is the favored drink in the Nordic countries he told me) and i agreed with him on that point, we chatted for a while, he got up to leave and for the first time ever, he hugged me, which surprised the hell out of me, so much so that i froze for a second ,he saw my discomfort and he let me go, and said sorry, i told him not to be silly and that i loved being hugged, and he blushed slightly and left.from that moment on Sigg was either by Ben's side or my own, was attentive and always hugged me when we met and when he left, and I was liking this new side of Sigg, he smiled more easily got my silly jokes and everything was perfect. Then one night about a month later Sigg again knocked on my door, he had done so twice a week from that first hug, I welcomed him and he came in and I poured us both a single malt and passed the time, 'Oh.' he said, 'I wonder if I can ask you a favour?', i assured him that if were anything i could do to aid him i was more than happy to oblige, he told me that Issy's best friend, was having a Hen Party in London and was going today Friday, and not returning till Sunday and could he sleep in my spare bed because he would be lonely and wanted a friendly face to be with, and this was very plausible, I had the only single occupancy double bed dorm in our gang so i readily agreed and he popped off to get some of his things, now i had no gaydar ping on this boy, he was two years older than me, and seemed to be madly in love with Issy, his sweetheart since childhood. Sigg turned up with some spare clothes and a washing bag and basically moved in for two days.That first night we chatted, Ben turned up, all huggy and friendly, sitting with me in his arms as usual not giving a dam that Sigg was there and Sigg, sort of paused when Ben started stroking my hair, 'Stop it,' I said to Ben jokingly, 'You're embarrassing the boy, and Ben just smiled and carried on as usual, when Ben left Sigg said, 'Wow he realty loves you, it's not all show for the students!' and I explained that yes, we were very close,'That's wonderful' he said smiling, and we finished the decanter, he indicated it was empty and i told him to go into the cupboard in the bathroom where he would find a case of it to bring one out and just refill the Decanter, he came out with a bottle, 'How much does this cost,' he asked me, £85.00 a bottle' I replied, he seemed stunned, 'you have a case of it,' he said, in wonder, i told him that my father owned a Distillery in the Highlands and i got the Whiskey for free, and told him to take two bottles for himself, he was delighted and hugged me, he was quite tipsy and this was the first time i had seen a diferant side of Sigg, he was very sweet, and smiled a lot and i was becoming very fond of him, but then he fell down and i sobered up pretty quickly, i picked him up and plonked him on his bed and insisted we retire, which we did and the night passed uneventfully.
The following morning Sigg just stayed on my heels all morning even Ben was surprised,' When did you acquire your shadow,?' he asked me smiling, 'Don't you start, i said to him and we both laughed. So me and my shadow passed the day happily and i took him, as my treat, to the local bistro for a meal and we returned around seven o'clock. (part three coming up)