Nightmare

I find myself again in this small town in the south of France where I promised to not put my feet again, my experience there has been so unhappy. There is this big party organized in the open space area a bit outside the city. I walk along, look what’s happening, stop a while in front of ateliers, there is of course lots of people. I small talk with known people but we don’t have much to say to each other. I have my camera with me but I don’t use it very much. I just take some pictures of the location, wondering what we could do with if It was in Berlin. The disco will start soon in a big warehouse with a big open door. People come and go inside and outside of it following the music they like. Suddenly a big muscled guy takes me apart ordering me to stop taking pictures (though my camera is in my pocket). I ask him to go away but he starts to insult me saying that he hates gay people while taking my head in his strong hands. He smells very strong alcohol and I start looking around me for help but nobody seems to notice what is happening to me. His friend, also very strong and muscular, follows him like a dog while savoring the show he’s giving. He is more and more threatening and I fear the fight coming slowly though I have little chance to win facing him. I succeed to escape and find someone who I ask who is responsible of this site. I’ve been answering the mayor himself, which seems a bit strange. I ask to be introduced if he is here at the time. He is and I start talking to him explaining my activity in the city years ago and finally explaining the last event of the evening. He suggests to go to meet those men angry against gay people and we start looking for them on the site, disturbing some bands around. Unfortunately without success, we carry on looking for them but I notice a bit too late that we deviated and are now a bit far from the crowd. I don’t have time to ask myself questions that suddenly the mayor is in my back, holding me strong against him, so near that I can feel his bulge getting hard in his suit. How am I suppose to react ? I now find myself with a stranger in the middle of nowhere, shouting will do nothing and knowing people of the neighborhood, they are coward enough to not hear a sound. Running backwards is not yet an option as I still fear to meet again the two men who want my scalp. The risk is big. I decide to enter the game and while starting it, I make up my plan, though with no intention of it, knowing that I can fuck with the mayor. I then start to undress him, put him on his back and drop his pants to his knees, so if he wants to stand up again and run after me, he will have to put his pants back or fall on the floor head first. That gives me some precious seconds. That I do. I face his hardened cock and I just have the time, completely terrified, to watch over him and to notice the group of men coming towards us. I start to run, fixing my pants that the mayor unzipped a minute before, as fast as I can. I arrive face to a wall but notice that It is not that high so helping me with the opposite wire netting, I manage to pass it over. I hear the mayor shouting to his dogs to let go, being certain that they will never see me again in town. I reach my car, drive to the hotel, pick up my stuff et go back to the car driving to the motorway without a look back. I swear, of course, never to come back in this city where, decidedly, nothing good happened to me.