Chapter 81

We took some more sun and then had a light lunch. After lunch, we went out to the deck and more or less replayed the events of the morning.

John and Joe joined us for a late afternoon walk on the beach, and when we returned and had Lance bathed and dried, we cleaned ourselves up and went into the kitchen. I’d left potatoes baking in the oven while we were walking, and Charles grilled steaks the minute we were out of the shower. Soon, we were sitting around the table devouring the steaks, enjoying the wine and each other’s company.

Joe said, “Can I ask you guys a really personal question?”

“Jesus, Joe,” Charles said. “You guys watched us masturbate each other to produce the sperm to begin our future children. How could it get any more personal than that?”