I know by now, you never call unless you’ve got something happening big-time.”“Mona, I’m at the Old Glendale Farm, and we have serious problem... again.”“JOSEY?”“Rondo was over here checking the place out. We haven’t had a chance to come back since the day I filed the papers at the Stewart County Courthouse. He saw three men entering the house, and they had keys to the locks. I had just gotten back from my trip to Iowa when he called me at the office. I headed this way as soon as I hung up. When. In close like that, his body was my punching bag. I let my hands go. He tried to move away, so that he'd have more room to punch, but I slid over to his right side, pressing in against his right arm. In that position, he couldn't hit me with his right, and it would almost impossible to hit me with his left. I kept moving and by the end of the round I could tell he was getting frustrated.The second round followed the same pattern, but in the third round he finally managed to clip me. I caught. I guess I was just supposed to jerk off while looking at her shapely ass and that's what I began to do. But, I was dry and it wasn't easy. "Nancy is there anything I could use to lube myself up?" I awkwardly asked. "Well, what do you boys use?" She innocently asked. I guess she couldn't expect to be an expect on such a subject."How about a little butter?" I offered. Right about then, I got a sly smile from Nancy and she pulled up her panties and went in the kitchen. Soon, she reappeared with a. I don't know." What? What don't you know?" You're a man, and everyone knows that men can't follow directions. You'll get lost looking for all those condoms. Perhaps I should just venture out and grab the first desirable male I see, and drag him home with me." I'll call you," he said with a chuckle. "You can give me directions." You'll probably want me to put it in for you when you get here too," she said, forcing a whining petulance into her voice."Oh, I can find my way on that count, I assure.