Both of my parents had died when I was young, and my grandfather had brought me up. He ran a Pub near the Elephant and Castle, and his customers were ...ome of London’s old school criminal elite, all hard men in their time. My grandfather was one of them, the pub their clubhouse, and I was quickly shown the ropes.The old guard’s protectors showed me how to look after myself. “Never start a fight,” old Albert had told me. “Just make sure you know how to end it, Bobby boy.” He and the other. This will be my second year, and I actually saw Sharon throw out a couple of ladies last year because they hooked up, so just be aware, I guess," I explained, fluttering around.I sat down on my bed and just watched her put her clothes away, 'I'm not sure if this is love at first sight, but damn, we have this rule, and my new roommate is ravishing: pretty face, skinny figure and long brown hair too. Crap, I wonder if Sharon knows that I like girls. Would she just randomly give me a hot brunette. She wore her hair up and pulled back from her face. Wire frame glasseswith large round lenses, gave her an air of authority, and yet, there wasa friendly, disarming look about her.I moved back from her, opening the door wide enough for her to enter.She took the hint and came in, stopping a few feet past me. While shelooked around the room, I closed the door. She turned to face me andthen looked me over from head to toe and back. She motioned for me toturn completely around and continued her. ”“Do I look dirty to you Scott?”He could feel the heat rise in his cheeks, his heart quickened as he nodded. He gulped to clear his drying mouth.“You’ve not been to see me…”Scott smiled bashfully.“Erm, I think you need to tell me how discretion works. Do I make the first move? Kinda got me stuck.”His naiveté made Eva smile, “You only have to call. You have our number; it’s under Cally’s name probably?”“Shit, yeah.”At that moment, Scott felt incredibly stupid. Eva laughed harder and moved closer.