Colin is lost, totally bewildered, uncertain whether to look fierce, or flee. Valerie is still quivering, seemingly on the verge of an explosion, and for a moment the three of them are frozen in
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"Colin, this is my husband, Ralph. Ralph and I are separated, we
e getting a divorce, but he still has a key."
The man nods affably. "I live out in the country, but Ive got a kind heart: I still pay part of her mortgage, until our decree nisi
boys news groups gay pics comes through." He inspects Colin quizzically. "Who are you? Her new Sunday afternoon stud?" His tone suggests that he does not rate Colin very highly.
"Colin works with me, weve been to a business lunch at the Belvedere." Valeries voice is less confident now, shifting towards defence and uncertainty.
"So you thought youd both come back here for a ... nap?" Now the hard voice is openly mocking.
"Oh, Christ." Valerie spits
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The man shrugs. "You can park him in the bedroom, if you like, we shouldn take long: just a couple of bits of paper."
"Oh, bloody hell." It is a surrender. Valerie turns to look up at Colin. "Im sorry, I really am."
Colin sighs, all his ardour totally deflated. He feels foolish, and shamed, and wants only to escape. His magic day has turned to dust and ashes in his mouth.
"Take him onto the landing, less embarrassing." The hard voice hammers home its advantage.
Valerie pushes at Colin gently, making him back out of the room, and catches at his arm as he starts to descend the stairs.
"Ill cook you a meal, some evening when hes out of the country -
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Colin nods wordlessly. He can think of nothing but flight.
A hand touches his cheek. "You will come?"
"I must go." He knows as he answers that he is being a coward, but it is the only thing he can think of saying.
"Remember me in Beaconsfield."
Colin swallows hard, and lurches blindly down the stairs. His big game has dealt him a disaster hand, and cleaned him out, and now he must face an angry wife, and lie in his teeth, and all his
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