They were older than most of the women; not one of the men was younger than forty.The men all wore black onyx and gold rings on their right ring finge...rs, the band of which was fashioned into a serpentine design.Of course there was no one outside of this distinguished group of men and women to recognise any of the mourners; they were a closed society and the funeral was a private service.The just completed internment had taken place at the family crypt inside the hallowed grounds of Chelmsford. "Can I take a look?" Of course." She gave her address, several miles away. "When?" Tomorrow morning? Ten ish?" A little later would be better for me. Eleven?" Fine. See you then."The following morning, he set off in his car to look at a motorcycle. For the first time in a year, he was feeling a tingle of anticipation, though he didn't register the significance.Ringing the door-bell, he was greeted by a young, fresh-faced woman with short auburn hair, dressed in a black t-shirt bearing the head. After that I promise to be open-minded and give you a fair chance to change my mind. But if you break this agreement, if you try to charm your way into my tent before then, the deal's off. I will never sleep with you, nor will I tell you why. Do we have a deal?"He thought for a moment. "One stipulation: if you come to me during that month, the deal still stands." Agreed." We actually shook hands, solemnly, and the odd look on his face cracked me up. It seemed he didn't know what to talk to me. Com (an awesome online swimwear shop) started selling the ‘Daddy’ line of jockstraps and pretty naughty underwear. I’ve really gotten along with the guys from there and they sent me some ‘samples’. There was one item in particular, this very sexy jockstrap, that I’ve been thinking about giving to the Married Guy.This jockstrap wouldn’t be able to contain the Married Guys cock but I didn’t think it would have to for very long.Once I got home from the pool, I put the Daddy Jockstrap on my door.