"To Cali!" I said, raising my glass in a toast.
"Damn right, to Cali!" he replied. We drained our glasses and I poured us another.
"You mentioned some strings... " he said. "I must say you have made me curious."
Next I had to lead him off-track a bit. "Well, I guess the first issue is looks. I told you I have a lot of names in my rolodex, would it really matter what she looked like? I mean, it's a given that she will enjoy it."
"You know, I do not think so," Jace admitted. "Yeah, any guy wants an attractive young girl. Cindy is really more quirky than beautiful, and it did not slow us down at all. I am at the stage where all cats are grey in the night, and beauty is fungible; look at the model for beauty in the middle ages."
"Do you remember VeeGee?" I asked.
"Heck yes! One night, bu
