I
was almost buggered by that naughty man.
Back in 1984/85, JK had a radio show on Capital Radio - when the show finished, he invited listeners to phone in. Being an excitable 14 year old who wanted to be a dj, I did so and he invited me up to the Capital Radio studios in Euston road the following week.
I turned up, eagerly awaiting to meet a REAL celebrity with valid advice and he invited me into his beige Rolls Royce with a predictable personalised number plate (something like JK 69 - or equally as wanky)
Anyway, we drove to Harrods - where he purchased a turkey. Looking back, I reckon he wanted to stuff it up my smooth boy arse. I may be wrong, of course.
Then we parked up and he took out a note pad and started asking me questions. He was the producer of a show called No Limits at the time and said he needed to ask questions for 'the youth angle'.
It started off with: "What's your favourite band?" - "What tv shows do you like?" etc etc. Then, it moved to: "Are you a virgin?" and "What sexual orientation are you?" - Being a 14 year old virgin, I replied "I don't know. Probably on top."
He then started shivering and shaking in a dirty orgasmy way and I asked if I could leave. I could tell he wanted to shove that Harrods turkey up my unique boy hole.
Years' later, when all his antics came to light, I was tempted to stick up for him in court as he didn't actually bugger me to shreds. But then there was something on television and by the time I remembered, several months later, the ganymede-guzzler was being beaten to a bloody pulp in prison.
(, Sat 10 May 2008, 14:54, Share, Reply)
