Stuff and I (and various changing boys) were indeed an odd and notorious family about town. But the kinky, bizarre things people imagined simply didn't happen. No orgies. Few drugs. Sure there was adult consensual sex of various permutations, hardly extreme. Louis and another woman were the bad apples, the pedophiles. I didn't know that at first. I think the town considered homosex and pedophilia about the same, with possibly more tolerance for pedophilia, if the child wasn't too young. 12 was OK. Below that was questionable. Stuff was conservative in ways hardly imaginable to most people. He would not allow me to leave him alone in a room with a young boy, as if he were protecting not only the young boy, but his honour.