“Would you have come?”Sarah thought about it for a while. She shook her head as if to say no, her lips quivering like a child that had been caught... stealing sweets.“How long have you worked here?”“A good few months before we met for the first time.”“Why the drug selling, why that?”“It’s a front to allow more people to accept who I am and what I do.”“What – so, no drugs, you just take advantage of people and fuck them instead?”Jez looked away and into the direction of the woman that had struck up. When the time comes, we might consider getting someone who would do both." Well," said Jenny, "you'd better get back to your varnishing while I wash all the plates and put them away. I'm going to put all the big ones and the soup plates on these open shelves where you can get at them easily. If I can I'll put the pudding plates there too." Good thinking, my love."At lunch time there was a knock on the front door. James went to open it to find a tall, young man in his early twenties standing. Donny showed her membership to the two big bouncers at the door. She introduced me as her guest, but let me pay my $50 cover. The inside foyer had three big doors. One had overlapping male symbols, obviously the gay side. The opposite door had overlapping female symbols, and the middle an interlocked both interlocked male and female pairs. I could feel the thudding vibration of powerful dance music somewhere deeper inside. “Which one first?” I asked. “Feeling like a fag hag tonight?” she asked. It took a lot for me to hand the memory card back to Jack without reformatting it. Both of us could get into a lot of trouble if those pictures found their way into the wrong hands. And we all know how easy it would be for them to end up on the Internet.I wanted to say something when I gave him the card but I didn't. I either trusted him or I didn't and asking him not to abuse that trust would either be an insult or would make no difference if he wasn't the man I thought he was.He held it in.