The Devil Within By Hooder - Telemachus12

".....The Inspector removed his cloak and hung it on a hook on the back of the door.
 He looked at his reflection in the mirror.
He was clad all in black - a leather jerkin with studs on the pectorals,
 and tight, shiny leather breeches tucked into knee-high leather boots.
 Not strictly church regulation wear - even for an Inspector - but only the boy would see him like this:
 he would be cloaked at all other times.
 He smiled at what he saw in the mirror, and gave his crotch a squeeze.
 "Oh Lord," he prayed,
"let this boy be a cute one."
......
A few minutes later there were footsteps on the stairs,
 followed by a tentative knock on the door.
 The Inspector took up position, standing with his legs apart and his hands on his hips.
"Enter!" He called.
A very frightened boy came into the room.
 When he saw the imposing, leather-clad figure before him,
 he began to tremble.
On seeing the boy, there was a sharp intake of breath from the Inspector.
 A smile began to take shape on his lips.
"Close the door, lock it, and give me the key".
Shaking, Peter did as he was told.
"Now, strip, boy......"