Johan raised an eyebrow. "Ve have vays of making you behave, ja?" Juicy, a wise man once said, 'shut up while you can'." Yeuhan didn't even look up fr...om his dessert as the others laughed."I'll be good! I'll be good!" Ian promised.I ignored them and went on. "Ok, not money. So what?"Alverez frowned and spoke directly to Juan in Spanish."No, we cannot go someplace private and talk." Juan said clearly, in English. "This is my family and we don't have secrets around here." Fine!" Alverez's jaw. "Abigail thanked her. "What ya doin' at weekend?" Jake asked her as she returned to him a letter about outstanding rent on a tenancy.Abigail shrugged. "I dunno. Get away from Moira," she muttered. "Simon might take me up the coast." Jake gave a grin."Ya keep talking 'bout him."Margaret laughed at her colleague. "Ya ne'er talk 'bout your ex." Abigail gave him a look, and he sipped at his glass of water."No," he mused. "She's a bi..." Margaret coughed and glared at her legal partner."Moira's been. I’ve served two under Lars,” she answered.“I meant a driver’s license,” I said. You needn’t have been around the block a few times for me to be interested, but you do need a license.“Oh, of course.”“Good. As soon as I can get out of here, your first job is to drive Maizie and me back to Seattle. I’m not leaving my Mustang in Las Vegas. It’s like a bad joke.” She laughed, but nodded her head.“I can do that.”“We’ll see,” I answered. “I will pay you a decent wage—I’ll ask Lars what that is these. The guy in question was my soon to boss, also married, and both of us enjoyed the taking of my virginity under the watchful eye of my beautiful wife, 3000 miles away accross the pond, who managed to bring herself to a series of mind blowing orgasms while Clive and I got busy in front of the camera.Following on from that unbelievable, surreal event, I have only managed to relive the story in my mind, as Clive has been out of the country and my wife felt a little embarrassed about the fact that a.