." she said with a slight laugh, "between putting in fifty to sixty hours at work each week and two small kids at home, I'm lucky I can get out for a ...ound of golf on Sundays."Smitty broke into the conversation. "Hell, the way you play I thought you spent all your time on the golf course. Where'd you learn to play like that?"My ex is a pro, not tour quality, mind you, but he's the teaching pro at Seven Winds country club." Your ex is Tony Blakely?" Ken asked."Yeah, you know him?" Not well but. The fuel truck was topping off the tanks. I stopped at the restaurant to pick up the subs I had ordered for the flight and a couple of the thermal cartons of fresh coffee.Hanna was filming the preparation for departure - including close ups of the plane and JBG decal on the side of the fuselage - and going through a dialog for her station to use if they wanted. I let her cameraman do a sweep of the full cargo bay.I had things done a little differently this time; there were large labels on all. We got out and Clay reached into the back seat and pulled out a blue patterned arena suit. He stripped off his shirt, and shorts and showed me his perfectly smooth, muscled, tanned body. He slid that Arena on, and grabbed a wide chrome cock ring from his car and slid it on. He had some aviator glasses and a ball cap on, and put on his back pack. Nate did the same! His football shorts disappeared to a red Muscleskins Poser, black cap, and shades! They both were going to hike in their. You walk gravely along as if you were going to school, while everything else out here in the wood is merry."Little Red-Cap raised her eyes, and when she saw the sunbeams dancing here and there through the trees, and pretty flowers growing everywhere, she thought, suppose I take Grandmother a fresh nosegay. That would please her too. It is so early in the day that I shall still get there in good time. And so she ran from the path into the wood to look for flowers. And whenever she had picked.