Thank you so much for that. And again, I’m so sorry for your loss. No one should have to go through this, especially at Christmas.”A part of my tu...ultuous mind was upset that mom hadn’t fixed a darn thing. It wasn’t a joke. It was real.Melody Rogers was dead.“Yes, thank you. I’m so sorry. Good bye.”In a moment the phone was hung up, forgotten, and mom was on her knees holding me. I remained latched to my own knees. Oddly, not a single tear had fallen from my eyes. I really felt like crying, but. There was only one player at one shot behind them, two players two shots behind and then four players three shots behind.Dave looked at the leaderboard and thought, "I'm only one behind but there are a bunch of wolves on my tail -- so I better stay focused or I could drop off the leaderboard in a heartbeat."The van ride back to the hotel was filled with celebration as the team had finished better than ever before with a fourth place standing. The coaches congratulated the golfers that didn't. He once again massaged my body with the oil teasing my ass once again as well. I then heard oiling another toy. Then I felt him spread my ass open and I felt the head of the life like G spot vobrator I had, which never was in my ass before. I felt the head at my asshole and he started slowly pushing it in, he did not turn it on just fucked my ass with it real slow. This felt so fucking good I was in heaven. Then out of know were he stopped. and I heard him grab yet another toy. This was the. "Steve walked in and greeted Jack. I explained that I had a huge problem, and the he and Jack were the only ones I was able to tell without getting laughed at, or killed. True to his personality, when I mentioned killed, he sat up straighter and looked at the door."Here's the problem..." Jack and I briefed him for over thirty minutes. He sat like a stone throughout and never so much as coughed. His attention was focused one hundred percent on the problem, and I knew the instant he converted to.