Again you gave me that look that you did when we first met. You pulled out a couple more beers, handed one to me and then drank half of yours in one g...o. As we got to know each other with some idle chat I commented on how nice it was to be in female company and not to have to talk, just to enjoy the silence with a beautiful woman. Even under the torchlight I could see you blushing as you told me that you often don't get comments like that. I thought that you meant about your beauty, but you went. It does it all. I was in love with my ‘Mean Machine.’I showed my wife and two daughters how it worked, that was my mistake! After that the grass stopped growing and I never got a chance to ride it. However I still had to maintain it. It used a lot of gas and I had to add a little oil every now and then too. I quickly put an engine hour meter on it so that I could tell how long it had been run.Every day when I came home from work there was at least an hour or more of time added to the hour. Emma, somewhat to Thomas's surprise, was keen to go."When else will I ever get the chance to meet a king?" she asked, "And a private yacht sounds luxurious. How big do you think it is?" A good deal larger than the gin palace boats we saw at Henley last year," her husband replied, "Fifty or sixty feet long, I imagine, perhaps more. These Middle Eastern types don't stint themselves with their oil money you know."It was with a mixture of disbelief and relief that Thomas and his wife, Emma, saw the. "I think we older actors have to stick together," he said. "Show themhow it's done. You're a drama teacher for goodness sake. You should beshowing us all up." Well, it's a process isn't it?" I'd replied. "A dance. Aconversation. We'll get there eventually." For all that I'd taughtsome drama at school, it was English that was my main focus. Kevinhadn't even finished college. So I was more than happy to wriggle outof being shown up for a fraud."You're so refreshing Ellen," he'd said. "Not at all.