When she had begun to go with John, she decided that she wasn’t about to be one of those girl friends who walked the course with their guys, loo...ing bored, staring into space. So she convinced her father to give her lessons and, spurred on by her determination to share John’s passion for golf, she quickly learned the basics. Then, playing round after round with John had honed her skills. Unfortunately, when they broke up, golf’s appeal went out the door with him. “Some. Nah, we're both fine... Okay. We'll be there in 15."She grabbed my wrist and pulled me behind her. "Where are we going?" Iasked."Boston! Zeke's got a safe house there!" she said, pulling open asubspace door and jumping into it, with me falling behind her.We fell into a snowstorm and landed on a cloud. "Be careful," she said,"follow my steps exactly or you'll fall off." I looked down at whatlooked like Santa's workshop.Carefully, we made our way across the cloud, snow accumulating in. Nothing."Britney," Bryan said again.Nothing."If you don't open up, I'm going to have to bust through this door."He heard footsteps and Britney opened the door. She wiped her tears and stared up at her brother. "What do you want?" Hey, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry for having said what I said. I just care so much about you. I don't like seeing you get hurt. You know I'd do anything for you."Britney threw her arms around him and sobbed. Bryan ran his fingers through her hair and held her close. "Oh. I knew from past experiences that when Jarold came home from an emergency call, he could have any kind of toxic gunk on his body—spilled out gas from a wrecked car, oil, grease, anything—plus his regular sweat. He just smelled bad.“Jarold,” I quickly announced before either of them could make a move, “if you want to play, you need to take a shower!”He stripped off his work clothes but just stood there beside the bed, naked, pulling on his cock for a few seconds. Watching him made me very wet,.