"Don't forget to put it on each way, darling!" Edie admonished Erik. "And a tupenny roll-up! I don't want to be giving the British taxman more than his due, if we come to have a lovely payday!"
It was a Saturday morning, and instead of accompanying his mother to attend a peaceful, dutiful temple service, skullcap in place and devotional thoughts on his mind, Erik was performing quite another habitual service for his mother. Not one that the temple elders would have looked on kindly, either.
* Chapter title from Kenny Rogers' 'The Gambler'.
Erik puts a bet on the gee-gees for Edie, whose vices are as numerous as her affections. The old bird probably spent the 20s in Berlin coked up off her nut, dancing in disreputable dens of iniquity.
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the Jew gets blackballed from the country club
FanfictionErik has a life beyond and outside his connection with Charles - with Edie, with Raven, even with Az. With the (closeted) 1960s gay community, with his Jewish faith and community, with the wider world beyond that. This story is complementary to 'Jus...
