Later that evening, as Clarke was serving dinner, Benjamin made a comment.
“That was fun this afternoon, wasn’t it?”
Clarke smiled politely. “It was indeed.”
“We should do it again sometime. We had a good laugh, didn’t we?”
Clarke gave a slight nod. “More wine?”
Benjamin could take a hint.
After dinner and after cleaning his teeth, Benjamin went for a walk without Sasha. He had other things on his mind, the anticipation of which soon had him erect inside his shorts. He walked down the main street then cut across a park and headed towards the electrical station. It was a hot night. People had their windows open and strains of music and of laughter filled the night. He could smell meat barbecuing on unseen barbecues, so strong he could almost taste the juicy steak and sizzling sausages
