Take care.”She hung up.“What was he saying?” I asked.“Oh – a lot of stuff,” Stacey answered. “It’s all a bit – complicated.”“Can...you tell me?” I enquired, and Stacey looked at me.“You know I’ve no secrets from you, Nick, and Craig didn’t say I wasn’t to. But this is only between us ……”“Of course,” I agreed, and Stacey took a long sip from her glass.“Well,” she said. “You know that Brian and Bethann went out with each other, for a while, before she took up with Craig?”I had known, that, and I. ’ ‘What, did you plan to go negotiate a better deal,’ Richard replied. ‘No, I just wanted to talk to them.’ ‘What, ask them out on a date? Hell they’re strippers.’ ‘Fuck you Richard, you’re as bad as Mike.’ I walked away and before I reached my desk, I had formulated a plan. Plain and simple, I’d just have to return to the club tonight and find out when the girls would start dancing. Then I could come back and at least apologize to the twins. The rest of the day at work was uneventful as I. "So, how about that breakfast?" he asked, flashing a friendly smile."That would be great! I'm starving!" I said, forgetting the predicamentI was now in and noting the growing growling from my stomach."I'll be right back then," he said leaving the house for a moment andreturning with two plates of meat and eggs, setting them on the tableupon his return.I dove for them in the most unladylike manner, stuffing my face in anear fury, pausing only when I heard laughter. I looked across the tableto. He picked up a towel, holding itin front of his crotch as he scooted over to myblanket. He didn’t want me to see his hard cock upclose I guessed.“I’m Thomas,” he said. I handed him the lotion, and Icould feel his leg press against mine slightly. Ifolded my arms under my chin and lay there on mystomach. There was the squishing noise of the plasticbottle as he squeezed the lotion into his hand. “I’ll work it around in my hand first to warm it up,”he said..