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“Oh, honey,” the effeminate queen lisped. “I could give a real hunk like you a good time tonight.” “Rack off, will yer!” Matt said when the man’s attention turned to him. “Oh, a hunk from the colonies. How butch,” the man simpered. Matt stood up; his looming presence had the desired effect—the man left. Colin then gave his uncle a brief outline of why he and Martin weren’t getting along. However, the loud music and constant touching soon irked him, and he was forced to give up the idea of talking things over in the pub. * * * * The drive back to Kilburn was spent with Colin further unburdening his heart. Matt listened attentively, but was careful not to offer an opinion. Matt was well used to carrying a large dose of guilt around himself, Colin was unwittingly reawakening memories, w