Vance was a tough, butch stud. You knew when he came into the room that he got what he wanted - you watched him take it. If you were any kind of man, you were standing in line with the rest of them who wanted to be taken. I know. Before Vance and I became buddies I used to watch him at the Stallion, and the very first time I saw him swagger up to the bar I tried to ease my way into that line. My name is Nick - Nick Conrad - and I used to hang out at the Stallion plenty, so I knew a stud when I saw one. Vance made everyone else in the place look like last year’s lousy tricks.