Roger prided himself on his scheming ability but these girls could have taught Niccolo Machiavelli a thing or two. He couldn't help laughing at the devious nature of females, at least his females, and yet men thought they were the master planners.
Georgina had schemed to use the policemen they had entrapped, to gain information on the Glasgow Kiss gang, instead they were going to help take it over with Knuckles as the new head. After, their role would be to infiltrate the minor gangs and pimps. Lola said that was better as it was their job anyway.
The grand design was within Roger's ability, but their planned execution was a masterpiece. He knew Lola's and Georgina's ability but Reggie and Brielle were just as brilliant. Despite feeling like the apprentice at the master's luncheon, he was made to feel that he was an important part of the process but he knew better.
The girls went to find some sandwiches leaving the lovers alone.
"You and Lola implement the plan," Georgina said. "I'm taking Reggie to Oxford."
"Why?"
"Because I want to eat you and starvation is good for the soul."
"That's a load of bullocks-"
"Roger!"
"...starvation is not good for the soul, gratification through surrender is. The thought of what you could do with you tongue and teeth-"
This time she shut him up with her lips. When her found another use for his tongue, he said, "Sorry, Why are you going to Oxford?"
"I'm concerned about venereal diseases, probably because despite her promise Lola had enjoyed unprotected sex with the Colonel."
"Read her the riot act!"
"The reasonable woman adapts herself to the world, the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to herself-"
Roger interrupted, "That's what I said."
"Therefore all progress is made by the unreasonable woman."
Georgina's smile was beautiful, he couldn't resist pulling her in for another kiss.
"So she's forced you to seek a better alternative?"
"I've got food, stop eating her," Lola said.
"They have a good class of sandwiched here," Reggie said.
"Yeah, the cheese tastes like plastic, the tomatoes are softer than Lola's tits and the cucumber is floppy like Roger's dick," Brielle said.
"So it will be delicious," Roger kissed her forehead, "I love you too," he said.
"Reggie, we are going to leave these lovely people. I promised to take you to Oxford."
Roger pondered how Reggie could squeal and eat, still he was constantly reminded that women could do more than one thing at a time.
"We may stay over."
"Yes, travel is difficult," Lola said.
"No, the bike will do Oxford in under an hour, it is a Norton. We may have to stay over because I don't know if my friend will be immediately available."
Reggie was still bouncing up and down with excitement.
"For Christ's sake Georgina, take her, she'll wreck the furniture," Roger said.
Reggie kissed his forehead, crossed her eyes and said, "Eye luv you too."
Roger pushed her out of the door, Georgina followed laughing.
Lola and Roger went to talk to Knuckles, Roger walked past him and opened the window. Brielle had done a same thing in the room next door. If she heard his resolve to co-operate falter she would boost his resolve with her presence.
"We have persuaded Dione not to crush you, if you work loyally with us."
Knuckles looked at his watch, or the remains of it.
"What do you want me to do?" he said.
"Where do you sit in the hierarchy of the gang?"
"Jock, Arthur, then me or Lenny."
"Tell me about Lenny?" Lola asked.
"He makes Jock look like a parlor maid."
"So if it was between you and him, who would win?"
"I'm smarter but he commands fear."
"OK," Roger said, "I'll lay it on the line. We are going to get rid of Jock and Arthur, we want you to run the gang within broad parameters that we will set. Do we need to get rid of Lenny too?"
Knuckles thought, firstly was he prepared to do as they asked. If he was, could he use rather than eliminate Lenny? The door opened Brielle walked in.
"Knuckles, I'm sensing doubt," she said.
Knuckles swallowed a lump in his throat.
"Do I have to work with her?"
He looked at Roger, his forehead creased in concern.
Lola smiled, "Unless you'd prefer to work against her?"
"What broad parameters?"
"Kinder villainy," Roger said.
"Nicer to the girls, less profit more charity," Brielle added.