Wow, the last time I saw you were in like middle school." I smiled and nodded while watching him move to fix his place. My eyes ran all over his body....For an old guy he didn't look bad. My pussy began to twitch when I caught a glimpse of his crotch. He sat down and we made light small talk about politics and his family. His son was overseas and his daughter and her family were in Montana. His wife, Shae, would be showing up later. His voice was sweet and deep. My mind started to think about. That reminded me that I wouldn't have enough cash to pay everyone daily unless I went to the bank. That was something else to mess up my day.I had Ben follow me when I went to pick the men up, since I couldn't bring ten men in the bed of my truck. Once at the site, we found Ezra already there in a big Ford F650 diesel with a long bed on it. The bed had a huge array of timbering tools on it.I wondered whether or not I was expected to buy the truck, along with the tools. This is getting to be. The big four by four handled a lot better with all the weight of the kegs on it and with some careful driving we were back at the pub within half an hour.Gary went in and down into the cellar while I dropped the kegs down onto a heavy cushion, then at his shout, I pulled up the grating and man handled each heavy cask down the slide. Then I parked his machine up and slid down to help him get the kegs onto the thrawl."A good job well done." he announced and handed me a ten pound note,"Thanks. The children's day time nanny had been there when I'd first arrived. His dark hair had gone slightly gray around the sides, but instead of making him look old he just looked distinguished. He had certainly not let his physique go. His shoulders seemed broader and sleeves tighter than I'd remember. "Hello, Mr. Gilbert. How was your evening?" I asked."Tessa I must have told you 100 times you may call me Lucas," he replied.As he walked farther into the room I noticed his normally piercing blue.