“I had that outfit over there brought up for you to wear today. I think you are going to look like a million bucks in it.”I looked at him and smil...d. His face had the luster of controlled passion I expected, but in addition he looked strangely troubled. He took a sip of coffee and then continued,“There are two uncomfortable things we need to get behind us as soon as we can. The first is to have a get together with that big stud Jamal. I want him to know the set up at the hospital blew up in. The room was almost as big as my whole apartment. He rang and ordered wine and a snack. He asked me about Barry’s company. I was glad I had done some reading. He nodded as I outlined the business model according to the website. He smiled “you know your stuff” he said “I am impressed. You are not just a pretty face”. I laughed. “Oh you are my dear. I am almost sorry I can’t take you to bed” he added “I think I would enjoy you very much indeed”. I smiled back “Roscoe, I am impressed that you have. “You could do a lot worse John,” he muttered, “Can’t keep the bailiefs away for ever, we need some income and swiftly. It was all very well but she was well liked, golden hair, pleasantly rounded mounds, trim waist, acceptable face and basically to use the common phrase thick as two short planks. The prospect of wooing Miss Maitland did not appeal one iota but the thought of kneading her mounds and holding her around her tiny waist while I pronged her from behind had my member straining. She fit in pretty well, the girl was so hot she looked out of place, but when her and Keira sat next to each other it was quite comical to see guys walking past and then doing a massive double take. I talked to everyone, and even a few people I hadn't really been friends with before, but I spent most of the night talking to Chris. By the end of it we were sitting outside at one of the tables, arms around each other's shoulders chain smoking and telling each other how shit it was we hadn't.