He had a sort of boyish, sexy charm about him, and annoyingly it was apparent, from his cheeky smile, that my look of pleasant surprise hadn’t gone ...nnoticed.“Forgive my somewhat casual attire. I’m heading straight out for drinks after our appointment, but please do understand that should you be able to secure me a formal interview with the bank, I will be suited and booted.” Graham smiled at me as he spoke, and although I couldn’t be certain, for a moment I thought I even detected a wink.“No. Though his one and only time trying to make banana pancakes had resulted in disaster, he could at least throw some bread in the toaster and scramble some eggs. He was even feeling ambitious enough to fry up some ham.Brit met him at the dining room table. She scolded him for leaving his bedroom without her (what if he had had a dizzy spell at the top of the stairs?) but seemed genuinely grateful for the effort he had put into fixing breakfast. They sat and ate, and the meal turned out not too. ‘Good, Sue.’ The voice was Robin’s. ‘Now the next. Let Billie help you.’Plainly this was part of their regular ritual. Sue led me to a high stool and bent over it before taking my hand and placing it on her left buttock. The invitation was irresistible. I caressed her, stroked the fabric stretched across her pert bottom and, as she widened her stance, reached between her legs to discover dampness there. Sue sighed. ‘Lovely, Sis, lovely. But no more yet. Your turn now.’When I took my place in. She's kinda embarrassed about it, ya know? Doesn't wanna be thought of as a geek." He paused, then looked at Ken. "I'm telling you though, she's really good. I've been working on a program for years. It's pretty good, but once she understood what I was trying to do, it got better real fast. And that firewall I told you about? Well... never mind." What?" asked Ken."Well, it's not ready for prime time, yet. When it is, then we'll talk. Sound good?" Sure," said Ken. "I guess when I get back, I'll.