"That way, if you end up having a catfight and killing each other, I won't be involved." As much as I enjoyed talking with her," she answered in the s...ame teasing tone, "You should be more worried that she and I will dump you to go meet your interesting friends." She pressed her palm to the side of my face. "Would you be willing to meet with Abigail?" she asked. "I promised to take away her baton and service weapon before you get here." Absolutely!" I promised.She smiled and pulled me close for. I smiled at him and sure enough he walked over to me. “Hi, my name is Jay and who might you be?” “I’m Todd nice to meet you.” “May I sit down next to you? Can I buy you a drink?” “Yes, that would be great. I’m drinking Heineken.” “Ken, when you get a chance can we have two Heinekens?” “I’ve never seen you here. Are you from around here?” “This is my first time. I figured I would see what it was all about. I’ve been thinking a lot that I’m gay. I’ve been dating women, but they just don’t. It actually started one night after a bunch of friends that had come over to swim and drink had left. One of my friends was over served and I took his keys, I told him to crash in the guest room. As my wife and i where picking up around the pool I told her that Id finish up if she wanted to go and have sex with Mike. She told me that maybe she would. I said do it. She left me outside and went into the house. When I came in I listened at the closed door of the guest room but couldn't hear. “Go on,” you hiss, “Get your jeans off.”I stand to undo the buttons, slowly, just enough to show the front of my knickers. I can’t stop myself looking across... fuck it, I can’t see him.“He’s gone, Claire.”“No he hasn’t, he’s just by the curtain. He’s hiding too. Keep going, you’ve got him.”Now I feel safe to look across to his flat. Claire’s right; I can see him, staying in the shadows. Bad boy, spying on me like that!I pause, then take hold of my jeans and pull them down, as casually as I.