”“Okay, bye.” Matt ended the call.Matt called David Barrister’s office.The receptionist/secretary answered the phone with a standard greeting....��Is David in the office, does he have time for a quick call?”“He’s in the office. I’ll check and see if he can take a call. Please hold...”After around a minute David came on the line. “Matt, what can I do for you today.”“Apparently I need a yacht. I’d be looking for the trust to actually hold the title to the yacht and manage the expenses.”“Apparently?. ’ He barely thought about it before turning off the ignition. ‘They’re always late anyway,’ he said, climbing out of the car. They practically ran up the stairs to Julia’s apartment, and were already locked in a passionate embrace by the time she got the door opened. They managed to drop their bags and kick off their shoes before tumbling onto the couch. They fumbled with their clothes while keeping their lips locked together, their tongues probing each other’s mouths. Ben’s hands roamed all. I replace the missing clothes with a few towels. We set off for London in the car. As we are about to get in the car I tell you this is going to be a sex weekend. I am taking you to London to show everybody what a dirty little slut you are. So let's start as I mean to finish go inside and take your knickers and bra off. You go back inside the house and remove your knickers and bra. I start the engine and we set off for the motorway. As we are driving along the motorway I tell you to show. There was one witness and he had no reason to remain quiet."Miss Floit asked, "Is it true what we heard?" Miss Floit, I have done some violent things in my life when I was pushed hard. I cannot say anything other than Mark Fenton may have tripped over his shoelaces."She paused, then just nodded her head in understanding.The music didn't start and it looked like things were breaking up. I asked, "Does anybody here know where Mr Fenton lives?"Tom said, "He lives around the block from me." Would.