Greg started grinning again, lurching for Alfie, even as the boy took a swipe at him. Greg felt a punch graze off his face, and it incited a flash of anger and excitement as he pressed forward, to try and wrap his big hand around one of the boy's arms.
"What I don't know about?! What do I have to do? Paint a fucking picture for you?! You and that lad, pressed against each other? What?! You a bit ashamed of that?" and a new thought went through Greg's head, "You don't want anyone to know about it?! Brilliant!" he chortled, yanking on Alfie's arm and firing a fast punch to Alfie's stomach. Greg used his grip to push Alfie towards the ground, and then he watched for a minute.
"Well, get ready. I know it. And if you want me to keep quiet, Mole, it's going to cost you."