CHAPTER 13
Thursday evening was only a day away so I’d made a hasty trip to the shops to buy some trainers and gym gear; quite a spend for what I hoped would be a short time but I figured to turn up in unsuitable attire wouldn’t endear me to a man of Mr Farquhar’s refined, expensive tastes. I wasn’t thinking to seduce him, that would have been most inappropriate but I hoped he’d be appreciative of beauty in the world, the friendly sort, in touch with his feminine side.
I arrived at the gym just after seven thirty in the evening which was, according to Martin’s notes, when Mr Farquhar had a regularly booked gym session. I signed up for a three month trial membership and then asked to be shown round the facilities. Having done the squash, tennis and badminton courts, pool and spa we eventu
