I could actually have enjoyed watching Ariadne tease some of those big c***s that she loved so much. I felt safe now and the envy was fading from me. I might have had a tug on one myself, if not for the crackdown and for the fact that I had attracted almost exclusively girls around me on the night and the only male who seemed to require my services was a blobby man lurking on the periphery dressed in a blue rubber suit and ridiculous work boots. Yes, Blueberry was there, as always. I should have guessed it, and in fact I didn’t even sense the usual rise of irritation at seeing him, more a feeling of acceptance and perhaps even comfort.
Harvey had no doubt extracted the information about my attendance tonight during my last session at his house. Perhaps he had been heartily glad that I did
