Where are you? It’s a great day to be out on the course. Fancy a game?”“I’d love to, Bob, but it’ll be a bit difficult.”“Why? Where are ...ou? There’s a hell of an echo.”“I’m on the London Eye.”“What? Why?”“Fancied a day in London. Hey, Bobby, you’ll never guess who I met on the train.”“Who?”“Do you remember that brunette in Ladz a couple of weeks ago that looked a bit like Buffy the Vampire Slayer?”“I think so. Nice tits, if I remember. But then, don’t they always?”“Sure. Well, she opposite me. "I must do my part, sweetheart. For a better future."She looked away, a doubtful expression in her face. She waited a moment before turning away from him and returning to her book. It was her way of telling him she was done with him and he should just go the fuck away.He contemplated a better way of discussing the issue, but remembered that this was her space. He wasn't going to start a philosophical argument on this topic here, where she slept and -- when the mood suited her -- made love to. We were a highly successful company and it was only to be expected that larger ones would hover around now and again. From my conversation with Mr. Kopolova I saw no sign that he was ready to relinquish control, especially to any outsiders.The group expanded and contracted over the next couple of hours as people working later joined us whilst others went home. I smiled as I watched one of the younger men make a determined effort with a recently divorced woman almost twice his age. Brenda, I. As she was getting out of the shower I made sure that she saw me walking by; she was reaching for her towel as I walked by and she looked at me and said hi with a smile, like it was nothing for me to see her beautiful naked body. I tried to act surprised to see her naked and she laughed and said its ok we are family, she then notice I had a major hard-on as she grabbed her towel.I needed to shower so I waited until she was finished to go in, as I was showering I heard the blow-dryer going (she.