” you fumble, not sure of what to say. Was it worse to let me think that I was handling a hanky you'd blown your nose in or should you tell me what...was really drenching it. Seeing as we were there for sex, had discussed sex in many letters and phone calls, it seemed that the truth was best. After all, we'd never once spoken about snot.You look me right in the eyes and say, "I was using it between my legs. It's my pussy juice."I smile. Broadly. Then laugh. It is infectious and you laugh. His former father-in-law was dead. His own brat was running the place but rumor had it she was fixin to sell the farm with all it's stock. That should bring in a tidy sum. No sense letting her bear that burden alone! She wasn't married which meant that she was probably homely as sin. She didn't need his physical help though - a 'cousin' had shown up. Didn't know who that could be, but since the old man kept all kinds of secrets, nothing would surprise him.He hadn't wanted to even come near this. ”“Well I was wondering if you would like to fill out a foursome this Saturday at my club.”“Sure, what time?”Steve told him and there was some additional chit chat before the call ended.On Saturday it was close to a two hour drive for Joel to go to Steve’s club. Joel didn’t mind doing the drive because it isn’t that often he has a chance to golf at a golf course rated in the top one hundred in the country.Joel was a little early for the tee time and was on the putting green when he saw Steve. Dinner was fun and after both ladies returned from the bathroom, they both kissed me on the cheeks at the same time. The waiters had a good laugh about it too.Not wanting to return to my flat yet, I asked them if they wanted to visit a few more pubs in the area. Both said sure but that they couldn't stay out all night as they had to work in the morning. So we walked over to a nearby pub and had the first of many more drinks in pubs, before going back to their hotel at Marble Arch. Once we.