There was something just exceptional about hearing Dirk at such a loss. Normally such a collected individual, intellectual and calculated right down to every breath and every step, gibbering and having to consciously think about a simple sentence. Jake's ego was swollen like a fat happy bird.

"For a while at least," he said, adding a third finger belatedly to his stretching of Dirk's nethers. "Think you have one more go in you?"