Anthony was totally frustrated with the meetings. They could have done this whole thing by Skype, or video conferencing of some sort. Apparently, the Edson team members wanted to see the genius first hand. It was an unnecessary waste of time and Martin-opportunity. He was able to hide his resentment well, but made a mental note to bill extra for this extravagance.
He wondered, during his drive, what the call was about yesterday. He refused to spend his time trying to analyse anything. He just wanted to get home, tap that tight ass, then say hi and ask how his day was. He never figured himself to be a s*x hound before, but then again, he had never had a Martin before.
Eventually, he pulled into the yard behind Martin’s shiny new Mitsubishi. He paused briefly when he got out of the car and
