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The Young Jesus is still holding Caspar and cuddling him like he is a large kitten or puppy.  "Caspar", he says softly and tenderly, "When you drove those nails into me, I knew that the Father would transform everything, and when I looked at you and you saw the love, my Father's love for you, that was the very beginning of your redemption.  The dark lord could do nothing to de-immortalize you, but only through my power and authority, for by this your salvation would be secured and completed.  But darling Caspar, neither have you told us the entire truth of what happened, for when you awoke two thousand years ago in Jerusalem, you awoke in the bed of one of the chief Pharisees.  That is right, Caspar, you were his catamite, his young homosexual boy toy. He had purchased you months earlier in the slave market.  You still were unconscious, and walking as though still in your sleep.  This had all occurred in the highest secrecy of course because among such vipers every possible sin was being explored and gloated over, though clandestinely.  Your new master had been summoned away to an emergency night council, for they were already waiting for my capture and arrest and to see me dragged before them.  You, in the meantime, lay there in his bed naked and completely perplexed.  Then you heard the noise and the hubbub outside.  You got up and saw through the window all the commotion.  You dressed yourself in the bedsheet, winding it round your naked body, and then you ran out to see what was happening.  One of the guards recognized you as Levi's slave boy, fancied you for himself, and made a grab for you.  He only got hold of the sheet, and you fled away, naked, back to the home of your master, where you dressed yourself and waited, because you knew already you would be summoned to do your job with me.  Yes, it was my servant, Mark, who recorded this in his gospel, for all the world and for all time to know about you, Caspar...