"Who's going to make me?" You don't think you're man enough to do it do you?" The other man joined in.Both men had risen from the table and the man on...the left had released the girl's arms. She was still struggling with the other man, which kept him busy while David dealt with the first. The man had just stepped forward and placed his weight on his right leg when David's foot whipped out catching the man just below his knee. The man howled in pain and fell to the floor. His companion, seeing. ‘I am never sure if my clients will like what I do. I’m very happy to hear they are alright!’ ‘They are,’ Kevin said. ‘As always. Coffee, everyone?’ They sat having their coffee and talking for some thirty minutes. Then Lizzie said she had to go home. ‘Oh,’ Kevin said. ‘I have another request for illustrations for you. Shall we have a look at what is wanted?’ ‘Sorry, Kev. No time, and I am off tomorrow to spend a fortnight walking. It’s a longstanding promise to myself. I’ll be happy to come. Anything along the lines of investment by me is going to require the advice of my banker. I understand you know him, Jonas — Seth Fielder."Both men chuckled. "He's my banker, all right, but he's also a friend. Very progressive young man is Seth. Something like you, I think. That's probably why he has such a high opinion of you, Stanley." Yeah. We work well together," I agreed. "So, tell me what you have in mind, please." The service business would be owned and operated by you, just as Copely. Most of the time when either one of them brought up another man, they shared fantasies. Mike might see a good looking well hung guy in the gym sauna and tell Lynn about it. They would share fantasies about her fucking him. But with Chuck, Mike didn't say anything. She saw the sign for the airport pickup and broke her concentration. Chuck was waiting for her at the curb. She recognized him from the pictures Mike showed her. He was better looking than his pictures indicated. And he was wearing.