David, bless him, blushed from head to toe, not that i could see his toes, its just an expression. I put my hand on his shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze, "Lets give this gentleman a hand with that bike so he can be on his way, you can stick it in my garage if you like, theres plenty of room for both bikes."I wasn't expecting an answer, i'd decided David's bike was going into my garage, two reasons, firstly it was safer than leaving it parked at the roadside and better than parking on his gravel drive in, i had experience of parking a bike on such a surface and the small stones were liable to chip paintwork when you rode off them onto the road. Second, my own garage was partially hidden between the mature trees that formed the front border of my garden, only the doors were visible from the street, i didn't like the idea of him considering building a free standing garage to park his bike and Aston Martin in, spoil the look of the avenue, i am a bit of a snob like that, i don't. It was evident to me thatEve foresaw that my meeting with the mysterious guest she had invitedwould generate some kind of chemistry between us, and I wondered whatinformation she had disclosed about me to that individual. Perhaps itwasn't too difficult to speculate, but I was nervous about what exactlymight have been said about my tastes and inclinations. After all, andnotwithstanding the fact that I'd unburdened myself to Eve on thesubject of my frustrations and inhibitions during our lunch in Camden,she didn't actually know all that much about me.Still, when Saturday evening arrived, I turned up at Eve's surprisinglylarge, semi-detached house promptly at eight, dressed as instructed,and nervously rang the doorbell. Answering the door, Eve ushered methrough the airy hallway into a substantial living room. The room wasdecorated in calm colours and furnished comfortably with two chintzysofas on either side of a low coffee table. These stood in front of anold-fashioned fireplace.
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