They were a cocktail of farm workers, farm owners and others who had wealth by other means and lived in oversized homes.In cricket the season the club... was a microcosm; staffed by the needy and patronised by the Country Club set. These were the people Iris and I were amongst as we watched Ralph’s brief innings. He’d been last batsman; and so, the other side would soon come in to bat.Iris had left our table to join her son Ralph as he made his way to the pavilion, to share the team’s general. “I'm glad I've got a moment with you two,” she said. “I have to confess that telling you that story this afternoon got me more excited than I thought at the time. I had to have a quick visit to the bedroom and masturbate thinking of that time I had sex with Carol. I know it was sex with the old bloke as well, but it was the sex with Carol that really turned me on. After all these years it seemed so fresh.”“We have something to confess, too,” I said. “The whole story turned us both on so much. But why at her apartment? Unwittingly, and against all reason I began for the first time to see in Susan not just an ambitious, focused career woman, but a sexual being. Well that’s the way guys react when a lady invites them to her place at 7 in the evening. It’s how we’re programmed. Whatever the realities and the rational, we think unconsciously that we are being fancied. And we react accordingly, dick before the head! So I turned up at the appointed hour, still very confused but feeling. But on second thought, he knew that without a doubt, ithad to be the second. He didn't want to take someone else's essenceagain. He didn't want to change any more....David shook his head, then focused on the hall ahead of him as hecontinued hurrying towards the school exit. This time, he wasdetermined to get out without running into anyone else.However David's determination to avoid the next name proved to beuseless, as once again, some inexplicable force seemed to conspireagainst him. David.