I had no interest in the nanny."God I would love a nap, but I don't have time before the meeting with Kate," I said. "I do have time to get out of thi... fucking vest." I said that as I stripped right in the living room. I stripped in front of the huge street level windows. It would have been illegal probably, if the glass wasn't tinted almost to the point of being black. The Kevlar vest lay in a heap on the one big chair in front of the window. I chose to replace the same thick tee shirt I wore. Jake and I stood facing each other surrounded by about two dozen friends while they announced the rules. It was to be a "legendary" match, they announced, and would have legendary rules. We would compete under the traditional rules, naked like the ancient Olympians. That was a surprise for both Jake and me, but I looked good and knew it and Jake felt the same way. I mean, what kind of guy doesn't like to be looked at and lusted after by the girls. That was one of the reasons I started. When a hand touched his shoulder he nearly jumped out of his skin. I can't do this, he thought. There’s no way I can do this. With an inward sigh he prepared to leave—But when he looked up the woman smiled at him, and his legs turned to jelly.*The Driver waited and whistled the tune on the radio. People streamed along the sidewalks as the dark blue twilight faded to black and the yellow tint of artificial lights winked on all over the city. After a little less than an hour James returned. He. "I want you to do me a small favour, please look after Marcie here, she's a little shaken up." She stroked the bulge in his crotch."Be a good boy for me and I'll put in a good word for you with Laverne when I see her; l know how you fancy that Hutton woman she hangs out with. I have an appointment with the asshole who did this to Marcie." Ty looked across the table as he sat down with his drink, though heavily made up the girl opposite could not disguise the swelling around one her eyes and her.