"You went to the house to fix her mother's plumbing, and ended up fixing Josephine's?" Twice." Twice," he echoed. He stared for quite a while, then ad...ed, "Well, whatever you had for breakfast, I want some of it."I wondered what was in store for me as I walked up the path to Cressida's front door. Well, that's not quite right. I had a damn' good idea that we would end up in a sweaty heap, naked, on her bed, but now the shock had worn off, I wanted to talk to her and find out why she so. "Uncle Steve likes the single life, Lacey. He has never been one to settle down. He never had long term relationships.”I knew what she meant. Uncle Steve was a player. He had the looks, the job, the house, the cars and, of course, the cock. I could see why he didn’t want to settle down.Before long, the party was in full swing. There was so much booze and so much food! Uncle Steve was a barbecue expert. He prepared steak and salmon, and amazing kabobs. He can cook too? He must be the total. ’ She took a breath. ‘Can we go somewhere and talk?’ ‘Sure. Um, my place?’ ‘Maybe we could walk or something? It’s not that late.’ Ryan wasn’t sure if she could think straight if they went to his apartment. ‘Sure.’ He pulled into the parking garage at the apartment building and they walked outside. It was a nice summer night for a change, not too hot or humid. Ryan took a deep breath and noticed neither of them made a move to hold hands. Somehow that seemed one of the worst things about all of. " Glad to be here, Chuck." The two hosts of the show stand in front of a flashy red and blue background. Chuck is a polished, professional looking man in his early 40s. His short black hair is well groomed and he's wearing a crisp shirt and tie. Meanwhile, Randy is almost a polar opposite with his unkempt blonde mop, Hawaiian shirt and pink-tinted glasses. You haven't decided which one you like better as they both have their moments."We have another great show in store for you all again.