’ ‘That’s bullshit,’ Debra said. ‘Easy Debs,’ Gina smiled. ‘Romeo here was a New South Wales schoolboy tennis champion before he became ... professional Rugby League player and even these days our club pro is the only one around here who can beat him at tennis.’ Gretchen appeared impressed. ‘I’ll see to it Pauline gets all the coaching she needs if that’s what she wants Duke.’ ‘You’re a great mom,’ Duke said, and looking at Gina said, ‘Thanks for your support and oh, great boobs too. Oh Jesus,. "Okay babe, what's up?" he said."Dan. Slow down. I'm not really a girl. It's me! Terry!" Okay, who put you up to this?" No! Really, it's me! Ask me something that only Terry would know." Okay, who's my favorite ball player of all time?" Basketball, football, or baseball?" Basket." Wilt the Stilt." Base." Pete Rose." Foot." Dan Marino." Damn you're good. Okay, who's my favorite band?" Your own band, but you guys suck." Terry, it's really you in there?" Yeah, it's me." How did this happen to. Any chance I could get one of you? I'll owe you one if you do send it to me. Oh, and keep your head out of the picture in case they make me show it". He then sifted through the contact's list of his phone until he reached his friend Anne's name. Anne had been his close friend since elementary, and they had shared everything together, including their first time, which they had wanted to be with someone they knew they could trust. He knew it wasn't exactly a random contact, but at least this. The valet service outside of Brick was attentive as he drove up and got out of the vehicle. Handing over the keys, Marcus walked past the line and nodded at the man at the door. ‘Nice evening tonight.’ The man uncrossed his arms and went to open the front door for Marcus. ‘Sure is, have a nice night Mr. Jennings.’ Inside, the place was packed with swarming bodies. The heat from so many people instantly made Marcus comfortable enough and glad he didn’t wear a jacket. Casually he glanced around.