Reaching for a couple of glasses and a decanter, Brian turned to Adam. ‘Perhaps you’ll join me for a whisky, boy.’ ‘No thanks. I don’t drin....’ ‘Don’t drink? Ye gods and little fishes! You’ll excuse me if I indulge, won’t you? I could do with a stiff drink.’ ‘Yes of course, Mr Timpson — I mean Brian.’ ‘Well sit yourself down over there, Adam. There’s no need to look so petrified either. I don’t bite. So you’re a friend of Barnaby’s then?’ ‘Yes. I met Barnaby at work and he brought me back one. My girl friend's boyfriend drove from home to be there for the day. Most were friendly and let me join them at the beach but eventually I got board and went for a walk alone (a no-no, we were always supposed to have a buddy when walking down the beach).As I walked down the beach wearing my bikini I came up on a group of guys playing volleyball. They were drinking beer and having a good time. One of them, standing by the guys playing, hollered at me to come over and join them. I walked over and. ??What?? I lost my train of thought. The smile disappeared. ?You’re not afraid of sex are you?? I couldn’t tell if the inquiry was genuine. ?I need to work on my tan. Be a good boy, do a good job and we’ll fuck. Waste any more time and you’ll have to find another project to give you a hands up in your career. There aren’t many about.?I briefly wondered what planet I had landed on. My life had shifted from forced celibacy to something out of a smut novel, but with a very dark. My heart was pounding hard in my chest.I made the short drive over to Cara’s apartment. Just as the note had stated the door was unlocked.I opened the door slightly with a light knock. “Knock, knock, anybody home” I asked?From her bedroom I heard her respond, “Hey, you came! I’m so happy! Please make yourself at home. I’ll be out in a minute.”I felt a little nervous just standing there. I decided to go in to the kitchen and see if she had a beer or something in the fridge. Sure, enough there.