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Yeah! I’m fine. I was... I was just trying to place him. You say he’s from England, so it’s possible I might have seen him before... maybe, then maybe not.”
    “Well he’s certainly seen you before, on the television at least. And he’s taking the opportunity to have another good look at you now, and I’m guessing he likes what he sees. Perhaps it’s fate that you meet so far away from home. Maybe you should go over and talk to him.”
    Lewis spluttered a cough. “Talk to him! No! No! Trust me, Chantal! That would be a really bad idea. But I’ll tell you what - I’ve changed my mind. I do want one of the men in white trunks after all... I need another drink!”

Chapter 4
    At the other side of the room, Lee Porter and the latest recruit to his crew watched Lewis as he ordered his desperately needed drink.
    “Did he say anything to you when he came in?” enquired Lee.
    “Oh yes, we have long talk,” Joey answered, beaming his cheesy smile. “He say he like my hair, and I look good in the white trunks; better than other boys. You think also?”
    “Cut out the crap, Joey! What did he really say?”
    Joey let out a clack of indignation. Where was the crap in what he’d just said – it was a perfectly feasible lie, and almost certainly what the tennis player had been thinking. He was about to protest then thought better of it – the boss wasn’t a man to be messed around with, so he offered up some truth. “He very quiet really; not say much. Just want get drink on his own; not want me get for him. I sure he like me, though. I see him looking. Maybe he want go to nightclub later. I ask him. What you think?”
    Lee threw the lad a scowl that carried a clear warning. “I think he’ll run a mile if you go anywhere near him again. Mr. Macleod needs a low profile right now, and being seen out with you isn’t exactly going to do that for him.”
    Joey nodded, appreciating this wisdom. “Yes, you right. Maybe just invite him back to apartment. Sell story to papers, get much money like other one. Why he go with him? I see picture. Not special. I show him much better time.”
    Lee snapped out his response, a little too fiercely for his own liking, “Leave him alone! He’s had enough of that sort of shit.”
    Joey’s face lit up like a tree at Christmas. “Ah, you want for yourself. Get big publicity - everybody happy. Good plan.”
    Another scowl, another warning, this time with daggers flying from his eyes, Lee hissed out his answer. “It’s time you got your arse in gear and take those nibbles around the room - otherwise that old queen Collins certainly won’t be happy. Now shift!”
    Joey made to move off, but Lee held him back for a moment longer. “Oh, Joey - did you find out what he ordered at the bar?”
    “Of course,” reported Joey smugly, “tonic water - because he want to be good boy... With double vodka - because he definitely not.”
    With that Joey parted to resume his tour of the room, flirting outrageously as was his want. Lee watched and considered – running over the banter with Joey in his mind, appreciating the young Thai’s level of perception. He was a smart lad and no mistake, with a distinctive look that might merit taking him back to England as a permanent member of his crew. But that was something Lee had plenty of time to mull over. Whereas Lewis Macleod! Now that was something he had to get his head around now if he was to benefit by this appearance here tonight!
    Coming to Sydney had been a bit of a gamble for Lee Porter, but one that he’d been happy to take. He managed a group of men who did some modelling and a fair amount of go-go dancing, and often included himself in the ranks, enjoying the buzz and all the attention – and all the men that invariably came with it. It was a competitive business, but Lee had climbed his way up to the top, so that he and his boys were now the first choice in England for most gay event organisers and glossy magazine editors should