I asked someone in the party,” he didn’t need to say which party, both men knew he was referring to the all but defunct British National Party. �...They said come here.”The response was a glare.“In any case, he’s over seventy and I didn’t think it mattered that much anyway.”“Over seventy? Oh. So now you’re wasting my time. Go away.”“He were in the army.”The cold face came up again fast. “What?”“He was in the army. Him an’ his mates.”“Which regiment?”“Dunno. He doesn’t like to talk about it. Says. - You think it is a joke? Answer me - I command, my gaze on the exposed skin above her tits.- Well... I don’t know how to say it. All you do is stare. All of you. I get bored. I- I have to admit, I think of some... action. Sometimes. Sorry for getting carried away - her dull tone unnerved me. - So... you think a school is for getting away with your bullshit just because someone enjoys staring at your young, attractve body?- Um... yeah. Isn’t it true though?I sigh. It’s bullshit, but it’s also. 'Alex,' she said, pausing to look into his eyes.'Yeah?' he asked.' I want to try something with you, show you something I really like. Okay?'He smiled. 'Name it!'She looked down, trying her best to act embarrassed. 'Well, I want to…oh, I can't say it!''Oh, c'mon babe! Tell me what it is! What do you want to do? I promise, we'll try it.'She looked back at him, smiling again. 'We will?''Sure!''Okay, well. I've always wanted to try this. I'd like to have you lie on your back and then have me. Anyway, Bobbie sat silently, listening to my tale. I onlystopped talking when the waitress brought our order to the tableand, when she left, I continued. Bobbie continued listening,saying nothing but nodding her head at different points duringmy soliloquy. When I finished, our food had been eaten and wewere finishing our beverages and having a cigarette. I looked ather and she seemed to be studying me, rather intently. I finallysaid,"Well, say SOMETHING, Bobbie! I mean, I know you aren't going.