He’s right down the hall.”On the way towards Linc’s temporary office, Brad was desperate to be Steph’s hero.“Steph, is your question somethi...g I could help you with?”“Brad, I’m sure you could. The way you described Linc I just thought it would be good to have the input from more than one expert.”They reached Linc’s office. Steph knew this was a make-or-break moment, but she was confident she could pull it off. She had to!“Hey, Linc—got a minute?”“Hey, Brad. What’s up?”“Do you remember Steph?. Maybe she was too upset. Maybe she wasn't prepared to tell her best friend what she had been up to. What I didn't like... no what I really hated... was the suggestion that somehow this was a sort of mutual fault, that I was partly to blame, that I was the bad guy that called her names and threw her out quite unreasonably. I was going to put that right. And sooner rather than later.When Phil came back from the bar with his pint and a packet of salted peanuts, I asked him "Phil, can I tell you. Those with reservations about sex with men in general or him in particular required it to work harder. And those with a great reluctance to do anything at all...So when Robert saw and began to stare at a red-headed teenager who was lively and enchanting and clearly underage, he was prepared to be laid up for a while afterward. Thinking about seducing and corrupting someone so sweet and obviously untouched made him very hard.When he talked to her she was very wary of him, and he had a lot of. "Robert, Robert Johnson. I'm so pleased to meet you." I never was a Bob orBobby, never will be. Can't help myself really, just have to be all stiff andformal. Probably that British diffidence that everyone else mistakes for arrogance.However, there was certainly good cause for stiffness in a certain quarterin chatting to this mature but rather sexy woman. The chemistry certainly seemedto be there, if I'm any judge – which of course I'm not, I'm bloody hopelessat understanding women and the.