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Chapter 15 by cphi cphi

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Refuse...

You set down the shot glass, shaking your head. "I'm going to have to beg off, ladies. I don't think I have it in me today to hit the back nine, so I'm just going to head home."
"Suit yourself." Lucy says with a pout. "What about you, Jack? You up for a drink?"
"I'm always up for a drink, ladies. You lead the way."
You try not to gawk as Jack is led away by the two young ladies, an arm around each, with a hand squeezing Ana's ass. He's really going to just go off and fuck them, huh? Poor Karen. {if HallPass = 1
}Despite your new arrangement, you want to be a little more... selective. Ana and Lucy are hot, for sure...but the phrase "town bicycle" comes to mind. {endif
}
"Lucky bastard..." the bartender chuckles.
"Married bastard." you say out loud, though you aren't really talking to him.
"Aren't we all?" the man holds up a ringed finger, smiling wickedly.
{if WorkTrouble > 0
} You decide to take advantage of the sauna and showers the clubhouse offers. No sense waiting until you get home.
The sauna is quiet at this time of day, and thankfully you only have to put up with company for a few minutes. The steam clears your head and sucks the strain from your muscles.
As you towel off and dress, you hear a chillingly familiar voice behind you.
"Giacomino... it's been too long.."
You wince, but you can't avoid turning around to see the figure of the darkly tanned, white-haired, big nosed Giorgio Marzano. Cousin Georgie.
Georgie is approaching 65, and has the physique of a long time smoker and drinker. His heavy-lidded eyes are sharp despite their first appearance of sleepiness, however, and his grip when he takes your extended hand is strong.
"Georgie..." you say warmly as he gives you a hug. You know better than to do any differently. {else
} You head home, letting the breeze clear your head as you pass down the main thoroughfare that leads back towards your house.
{if Frustration > 35
}Your sex drive is piqued, and you shift uncomfortably with a boner that doesn't want to go down. Thinking about what's going on right now at Paul Newport's house isn't helping.
{elseif Frustration > 50
} The thought of what may have happened if you had stayed at the house with Jack and the girls won't stop buzzing your skull, and your cock is tenting your shorts inconveniently. Perhaps some adult content at home is in order, or maybe Jenna will be home and you can entice her into a little afternoon delight.{else
} You just enjoy the ride as you pass through the commercial district that sits between home and the golf club. {endif
}{endif}

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