He stole a few side-glances her way as he carefully wrapped up the stone and then held it protectively against him. When he felt her looking at him, h... went red in the face. ‘Hey, Gems.’ ‘Hi, Charly.’ ‘Didn’t see you at Mac’s this mornin’,’ she said as she handed Pete a receipt. ‘That’s not like you.’ She smiled as she leaned her head in his direction. ‘I almost missed ya.’ Gems bobbed his head and gave a twitchy smile as Pete shook his head and took the receipt from Charly’s hand. ‘I-I was. " It better bloody hadn't. I don't say things I don't mean." I'm glad I haven't got on the wrong side of you, Sharon." Dead right... Sir," she grinned.Then, later that morning when she had led him upstairs, she in turn jarred his complacency."I want you to fuck my bum, " she announced."Oh dear!" he said. "I hoped you never ask that." Why not? Lots of people do it." You've been on the internet again, haven't you?" So?" Lots of people don't as well." So what's wrong?" It's not natural." What do. Pressed between the two other men Tegan couldn’t help to feel a bit sleepy, particularly in the prolonged silence. It seemed to her as if something should happen, with everyone awkwardly avoiding addressing the elephant in the room. Presumably, they wanted to have some alone time with her, but just didn’t know how to go from here to there with everyone just hanging out together. By that same token she didn’t want to get up and leave in case that made things weirder.So, she dozed off, at least. Perhaps I should introduce myself. I'm Larry. I look after marketing for Clegg. Well at least I did when all this kicked off. This was one of the last jobs I was involved in before I moved on to run one of his new business ventures.Clegg's organisation is what you might euphemistically call a recruitment agency; except our recruits usually weren't planning on a change of role before they met up with us. I suppose slave traders is the real name for what we are. The Caribbean trip had been to.