Secrets of the sexual underworld



In the 1970s the work I was involved in, meant I had to connect closely with the police, and I had inside knowledge of some very sensitive topics, the majority of police I met were good hard working coppers, sure we would hear of bad apples but back then they usually did not last too long. 

One day a detective I knew came in with another policeman I did not know, the detective looked upset and I asked him what was wrong, I had to press him to tell me the following story. 

He said an old lady had phoned her police station that loud moans and silenced screams were coming from the old man’s house next door, she was asked what she knew of the man and she just said he lived alone and kept to himself, but was worried about the moaning sounds, in those days the police used to actually leave their nice warm police stations and come out, and a car went round to the house and one policemen went to the front door and one climbed over the fence round the back while one sat in the car, the policeman who climbed over the back fence radioed to the other two to join him round the back where he could see in the window, and the astonished detective said there were possibly 10 men sat round a crowded bed sewing their balls to the bed sheet, I laughed and said "yeah right you are pulling my leg " but I could see the colour had drained from his face and he was serious as he went on, we went in and spoke to the men who were involved in the gay S & M scene, I could think of nothing pleasurable about sewing my balls to a bed sheet and replied how strange it was ? He said one of these men was an aspiring politician who asked the policemen if he could speak to them on his own, now up until this point the detective I knew said there was little they could charge them with as it was only themselves they were hurting and seemingly, deriving pleasure from it. 

The policeman went on to say the politician said if they would let him go he would tip them off about some very serious sexual stuff in the sexual underworld, so the police listened hard.
As a result of the tipoffs two plain clothes officers visited a club in Manchester one in London and later a club meeting in a Brighton Hotel lounge, they said at the London club they saw young men come in with white gloves hanging over the back pocket, white meant virgins or rent boys, Blue gloves meant voyeurs, Brown gloves meant excreta and bum fetishists, while red gloves meant a liking for spilt blood.

I thought my brain would explode with what I was hearing, but some famous people would be seen mixing with the men who were all waiting to pair off and go to a dimly lit end of the room which contained settees and soft furnishings, apparently one of the regulars here was Denis Nilsen the man who would become the mass murderer and would later go on to murder and eat several young men, it was said at the club that people found this subject as boring as his stories of Socialism and what he would do if he ran the country, Nilsen was connected to the same extreme left wing group as slum landlord Peter Rachmann, who would send out heavies to beat up other rival parties. 

Nevertheless, Nilsen spent time in the army and the police where his psychotic opinions and behaviour made him an unpopular loner, when he was caught he was said to be sexually obsessed with the androgenous singer Cliff Richard. 


Denis Nilsen

Also filmed coming out was John Vassall the Admiralty clerk who would be blackmailed over his sexual antics for the Soviet Union, it was said he owned many pairs of handmade shoes and 35 beautiful handmade Saville Row 3 piece suits and would be seen at gambling clubs and this on a clerks pay never rang alarm bells ? 

The club in Brighton the police said had some very young boys there with the men all filmed as they came out, but he said the Manchester club had the DJ Jimmy Savile with his two regular minders running the evening, Savile was described as a "pied piper" with a large following of teenagers, he was also a miser and kept bills, receipts and diaries from this period, and after his death police and Special Branch entered all his homes interested to find and take away the diaries and paperwork, which may have leads to other abusers, several of which included both show biz DJs and politicians, most have already been named. 

The red gloves symbolise "blood sports" one of the criminal Kray gang was said to be sexually aroused by the sight of blood, this is I believe is called Sanguiphilia, and Lord Moran after W W II claimed Winston Churchill had bouts of it, the healer, osteopath and master magician Stephen Ward was murdered to conceal what he knew of old Winston and the royals, it was alleged at the time that the Duke of Edinburgh had attended black magic rituals at the Astor residence, but this I cannot verify.


Stephen Ward

Black magic always has homosexual sex as part of its ritual; this is why it was banned in every religion, because it played to negative low vibrations, the spilling of blood is also an essential aspect of every Black magic ceremony, red gloves literally means "blood on their hands" and I could name several people who were part of this, Sir Anthony Blunt is known to have had several boys murdered some say dozens, and as I write police are checking the grounds around Saviles homes for bodies of missing kids. 

The consumption of human bodily organs is an integral part of the Bush meat industry, where meat from rare animals and even people is brought into the UK for the immigrant communities, and a net search shows that some of the missing children were sold through butchers shops in with other meat, it is believed in some communities that eating a child’s organs will give you the youth and health of the child, and some voices in Interpol say that because of the cottage industry of Israel importing in vast amounts of body parts for experimentation and transplants, blood drinking is actually more common than many realise and the Old testament covers this well, I was consulted many times by police in the past as experts in the magical fields are very few. 

T Stokes London