It was after a meeting with President Roosevelt. He invited Clyde for dinner. They sat down on their usual table and Edgar ordered two glasses of champagne for them.

"I've got the feeling that I can trust you with everything, is that right?" "I would like to think so." Edgar looked around and then he bent nearer to Clyde and whispered:" The president signed a secret order granting me increased power of surveillance, and secret surveillance of communist and radicals without warrant." "Is that legal?" "Sometimes you need to bend the rules a little bit in order to keep your country safe, right? To make sure I hadn't heard wrong I clarified this with Secretary of State Hull and he said and I quote: Go ahead and investigate those cocksuckers." "Vulgar." "Clyde, I've been meaning to ask you something." "Feel free." "I need someone who understands what's on stake here, you understand? Someone who I can trust; an Associate director of the bureau. Now I know that you have your current position for only 12 months now…" "No, I've been…It was 18 months, Sir." "You're missing my point, Clyde. I want you to be my number 2 man." Clyde stunned. "I'm…I'm not much for the spotlight, Edgar." Edgar hesitated for one second and looked intensely at Clyde. "I need you, Clyde, you understand? I need you." "On one condition: Good day or bad, whether we agree or disagree, we never miss a lunch or dinner together." "I wouldn't have it other way." They looked each other deep in the eyes and smiled at each other. "I'm glad you accepted my offer. What do you mean, Clyde, let's go to the Club to celebrate?" "I'd love to, Edgar."

This night in the Club Edgar should never forget.

On the occasion of the assumption of office of President Roosevelt a dancing night took place in the club. Edgar wasn't amused of this because he couldn't dance. Beside he wanted to celebrate with Clyde. That's why he made the proposition to drive to another club. But Clyde smilingly refused, he really liked to stay. So he whispered something to a passing waiter which nodded and leaded them to a little alcove with dimmed light. The waiter brought them cooled champagne and two glasses. "Well, Edgar, I hope you are convenient with the ambience. But I thought: If we celebrate, then we do it with style." He smiled a little bit seducing at Edgar. Edgar lowered his gaze shyly. "Erm, well Clyde, it is…it is…erm… really beautiful here, but I think you should drink champagne with a pretty young lady instead with me. This romantic place is a little inconvenient for two men and to be honest I'm feeling unwell that outside there are a lot of people which could see us; and what that would mean for us you can surely think of." Actually, Edgar wanted to enjoy the time with Clyde, but he couldn't tame his fear from an exploration. Clyde meanwhile filled the glasses with champagne. Holding the glasses in his hands he walked towards Edgar and handed him one. "Oh Edgar, don't you worry. I took action that we won't be disturbed. Please get relaxed and spend a beautiful evening here with me, do it for me, please." Edgar couldn't deny him his wish, he wanted it too. He looked Clyde deep in the eyes. "Yes Clyde. Let's enjoy the evening." The time flew and they had already drunk 3 bottles of champagne. With the growing consumption of alcohol they had neglected the etiquette. Edgar had taken off his jacket and loosened tie. Clyde sat next to him; an arm wrapped around his shoulder and painted little patterns on his upper arm. In the saloon, the band just started to play a new song ( watch?v=zmYMkl1Grzc ).

Suddenly Clyde stood up, went around the table and stopped in front of Edgar. He bowed down and offered Edgar his hand: "Shall we dance, Edgar?" he asked with amorous voice. Edgar watched at him surprised, he didn't know what to say. "Erm…. I…we…Clyde…you know that I don't know how to dance. Besides, it's impossible for a man to dance with another man..." Clyde didn't accept Edgar's pleas and simply pulled him to his body. Now they were standing quite near and changed into posture. Due to the fact that Edgar was smaller and couldn't dance he had the position of the woman. Clyde whispered softly in Edgar's ear:" Forgive me my impetuosity but I feared the song would have ended when I had let you finished speaking. Don't worry I will lead you safely through the dance; you only have to trust me. Concentrate on the music, you must feel the steps; the feeling is the most important thing considering dancing." Edgar just could nod shyly. He felt unbearably hot. He felt Clyde's hard well-shaped body touching his; he heard his beautiful voice directly at his ear and he felt the breath on his skin. May God bless him, thunderbolts shot through his body, he was filled with excitement. But he also felt safe, secure; it was as if he had finally found the place where he belonged to.

The song had finished a short time ago and a new one already started ( ); they didn't realised it; they were caught in a different world.