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Brooklyn - A Private Man, Chapter 18

Summary: While enjoying their honeymoon, Bucky and Tracey receive a nighttime visitor that triggers what he privately feared would happen and prepared secretly for.

Length: 5K

Characters: Bucky, Tracey, Nebula, John Walker.

Warnings: Minors DNI - contains sexual content which may not be suitable for readers under the age of 18. Contains violent content which may be disturbing. Major plot twist.

Author notes: I bet some of you thought that John Walker was going to be a good guy.  To be honest, until I wrote "End of the line" I didn't know if he was or not.  But now that he has declared himself ... it's going to be Bucky Barnes vs. John Walker in a battle of strength and wits.

<<Chapter 17

The breakfast, which arrived during another moment when Bucky and Tracey were indisposed, was just as good as dinner was the night before.  He smiled with loving amusement as Tracey once more stole food from his plate. 

"I think we should order extra food," he said.  "It's obvious that your body is craving more calories."

"I can't help it," she admitted.  "It's like whatever satisfied me before isn't enough anymore.  Then I see the bacon, eggs, and toast on your plate and my brain just goes into more food mode.  If I keep this up, I'm going to gain a ton of weight on this honeymoon and not fit into any of my clothes."

He shook his head.  "Not if your metabolism has ramped up," he explained.  "Your body is feeling warmer to me.  It could be a sign that you're burning it off quickly."

"Maybe, but a baby does need the mother to take in extra calories.  It's what allows them to grow in utero and gain the weight they need to survive outside of the body."  He had that smile on his face again, as Tracey spoke about biological processes.  "Don't grin at me.  It's true."

"Sorry, I'm not making fun of you," he smiled.  "You're a smart person and I love it when you show that.  I was so proud of how you held your own with Shuri.  She's a genius and you understood what she was talking about as if it was already familiar to you."

Tracey shrugged, finishing her last bite of food and washing it down with a full glass of milk.  A little burp escaped from her lips and she giggled.  She pushed herself away from the table and Bucky watched her as she went over to the now open door to the deck, looking out over the turquoise blue waters before them.  She turned around and his heart jumped inside his body at how incredibly beautiful she looked, in her nightgown and robe.

"What are we going to do today?" she asked.  "I thought I would be tired after all the travelling we did yesterday but I'm just full of energy."

"We could start with a walk along the beach," suggested Bucky.  "Wear our bathing suits so we could take a dip anytime we want.  Apparently, they have towel stations scattered along the entire beach, so we don't have to take anything with us."

"Alright, a plan," she exclaimed.  "Let's get our lunch picked first.  Do you think, if we asked, they would provide a snack when we got back from our walk?"

"I don't see why not."  He looked at the menu.  "It's on there, Mid-Morning Snack."

A gleam came to Tracey's eyes as she returned to the table and looked over the menu.  "We can order a hamper of food and take it with us on a golf cart to a private beach.  They suggest we reserve snorkels and fins to explore the reef there.  Oh Bucky, we have to do that.  I've never snorkelled before."

He looked at the information.  "Sure, it has to be reserved the day before.  Do you want to do that tomorrow?"

Nodding with excitement she put her arms around his neck and kissed him.  Pulling her onto his lap he kissed her back, smiling as she shifted so she was straddling him.  Her body was warmer and he noticed during their morning passion that the bites he inflicted on her were fully healed and the bruises fading.  It was definitely proof of a change she was undergoing.  Leaning towards his ear Tracey breathed softly on it before she whispered.

"We can enjoy each other first before we take our walk, right?"

"Absolutely," he replied, feeling his body immediately respond to her.  "Let's get our food choices down first then we can go back to the bedroom."

Tracey didn't pout but she did sigh a little and he had to hide his amusement at this aspect of her personality coming out.  There had been hints of it in the time they lived together but her usual reserved self had been more dominant.  This bubbly, expressive version of her was very appealing, especially during their honeymoon.  As he read off their food choices for a snack, then for lunch she made her preferences known.  He chose his, then added some extra food, knowing if she didn't eat it he easily could.  Leaving the menu on the table beside the dishes, he carried her into the bedroom, closing the door behind him. 

The curtains were still drawn so he pulled the room darkening ones open, leaving the light sheer ones in place to let in light but still give them privacy if anyone was passing by.  Even though they had been assured that no one would Bucky still took precautions.  Climbing on the bed with her still wrapped around his waist he released her onto to the rumpled bedclothes.  Lazily, Tracey pulled her robe off, pushing it onto the floor, then lifted her nightgown over her head, tossing it aside as well.  Laying back she stretched her arms forward, reaching out to his face to caress it.  There was a significant stubble on it as he hadn't shaved since the day before.

"Do you want me to shave first?" he asked, gazing at her intently.

She shook her head.  "Take your shirt off," she ordered.  Sitting back on his heels he did as she asked, smiling as she reached up and smoothed her hands over his chest and abdominal muscles.  "I love your body." Her whispered declaration went straight to him, making him hard.  He wore cotton drawstring bottoms, and she tugged on the string, undoing it, then pulling the waist down over his hips, revealing his erection.  "I love this, too."

Her soft hands gently cradled him, and he closed his eyes, enjoying her touch on him.  Settling down between her bent knees he kissed her lower abdomen, then towards her hips before moving down to her thighs.  Her folds were already glistening with her desire, and he gently touched her with his tongue, hearing her gasp at the same moment she opened her legs further. 

"I want you in me," she whispered.  "Please."

Kicking his bottoms off of his legs he ran his fingers through her wet entry, then transferred it to his cock before licking the remnants off of his fingers.  Gently he entered into her warm wet centre, both of them moaning as he did so.  She felt even better than she did earlier in the morning, and he mouthed her breasts as he began rhythmically thrusting into her.  The response in her was punctuated by her soft moans and touches on his shoulders and back.  Like the first night they spent together her fingertips found the seam between his shoulder insert and skin, tracing it and making his own response increase.  When it finally reached its crescendo, with Tracey pulling him deeply into her at the moment of her coming he came too, unable to resist it any further.  Then he buried his face in her neck, kissing and mouthing the soft skin of her pulse point before raising his head to gaze at her, his wife, his beautiful pregnant wife.  She gazed at him, equally as enthralled as he was with her.

"It's like I'm seeing you in a whole new light," she said softly, her fingers roaming through his hair.  "There's an air about you, like you're the centre of my universe, and what we just felt was ... divine.  That sounds sacrilegious, not that I am a believer having been witness to the hypocrisy firsthand.  Does that sound strange?"

He shook his head.  "No, making this baby has done something to both of us, I think.  I like kids, always have, but this baby, that's my child.  I created it with you, in a moment of desire and love.  I'd give my life to keep you both safe."

Placing his head on her chest, they both laid there, listening to the other breathe as Tracey continued running her fingers into Bucky's hair.  The white painted bedroom with exposed eaves had become their sanctuary and they felt completely at peace with everything.  The sounds of the staff coming in to clear the breakfast dishes away spurred Bucky to get up, quickly putting his bottoms on and covering Tracey up with the duvet.  Pulling his T-shirt on he opened the door.

"My wife and I will be out of your way soon," he said.  "Breakfast was delicious."

She couldn't quite make out the response from the staff person but when Bucky stepped back in, he was smiling.  Heading to the bathroom she could hear him turn the water on, realizing he was setting the temperature, just for her.  Always thoughtful of her needs.  How lucky was she to have this man in her life?  Pulling the covers back she picked up her robe and nightgown, hanging them up on a hook in the bathroom. 

Bucky stripped down and together they stood under the large overhead shower fixture.  Using the beautifully scented body wash provided they washed each other.  Tracey stepped out first, putting her hair up in a towel so she could wash her face properly, applying moisturizer after.  She had already decided to go without makeup, thinking the humidity of the island would make it look messy anyways.  Bucky, who was just drying off stepped behind her and removed her hair towel.  He finger combed her hair then looked at her through the mirror.

"Would you let me French braid your hair?" he asked.  "I used to do Rebecca's all the time, before school."

Tracey's face broke out into a huge smile, and she reached inside her cosmetic bag, looking for a hair elastic and her large comb.  His touch was gentle as he used the comb to completely detangle her hair, then he divided it up into three sections and braided a single braid from the crown of her head down until there was only a few inches of her hair left.  His large hands were sure in his movements, proof he had done it many times before.  Taking the hair elastic, he tied off the braid then curled the remaining length of her hair around his fingers so that it would dry that way.  He finished off by kissing her neck. 

"I can apply some sunscreen while I'm here," he said.  "Don't want you to burn on the first full day of our honeymoon."

Pulling the tube out she handed it to him and enjoyed the sensation of him smoothing the lotion over her back.  He had even pre-warmed it in his hands first.  When Tracey's back was done Bucky smiled cheekily at her and she turned around, recognizing he wanted to smooth it over her front as well.  They almost had another indisposed moment until he backed away with his hands up, wiping the excess lotion over himself.  She returned the favour, smoothing sunscreen over his back.  Stepping back into the bedroom he pulled his swim shorts on then a clean T-shirt, while she put her bikini on, a blue one that revealed a lot.  With a sigh, Bucky opened the door to the living room / dining area.  He plugged his phone in to charge then waited for Tracey to emerge from the bedroom.  She wore a white sun hat and walked right past him to the stairs from the deck, looking up at him from the top one.

"Wait," said Bucky.  "I want a picture of this.  It can be my pinup picture of you when I'm on a mission."

He snapped a picture of her with his phone then returned it to the charging cord.  Taking her by the hand they began walking towards the beach and stood for a moment deciding which way to go.  Choosing left, they began their walk and explored the beach, picking up empty shells or rocks, then discarding them.  It was already hot, and both were glad to be wearing the sunscreen.  With the realization that this was to be the plan for each day of their stay they took their time, sometimes wading in the water, other times looking out over the turquoise blue waters and just taking in the scene.  It was perfect and neither felt like they had to be doing something other than being in the moment.

There were more such moments throughout the day, right up to them walking along the beach again at sunset, feeling the soft warm breeze against their skin.  Tracey asked Bucky about his senses, admitting that she felt like she could hear more, like the sound of a seabird's wing flapping as it passed high above them just then.  He confirmed the sound and hugged her, wanting her to feel safe to share the changes she was experiencing.

The following day they went to the snorkelling area with their cooler of food, with Bucky following a map as he drove the golf cart along the hard packed path to the private beach.  After showing Tracey how to snorkel they both were amazed to see a sea turtle just yards away in the water with them, watching as it paddled past, seemingly uncaring about their presence.  So enjoyable was the experience that on their return Bucky inquired about snorkelling elsewhere and found they could do a half day excursion to the larger reef a little further away on Andros Island across from where they were located, so he booked it for the following day. 

After a cool shower, followed by staying in bed the rest of the afternoon, with Bucky mostly watching Tracey napping, they had their dinner outside on the deck, then relaxed on a couple of lounge chairs on the beach as the sun went down.  When it was dark Bucky reached out for Tracey's hand, suggesting she share his lounge chair.  Together they watched the stars drop down into the water, kissing and caressing in the dark stillness with only the sound of the water lapping against the shore nearby.  With their arms around each other's waist, they returned to the villa, where Bucky locked everything up except the doors from their bedroom leading to the deck.  With whispered murmurs of adoration, they made love quietly and gently, taking their time in exploring each other's bodies in ways that were pleasing to both of them. 

The snorkelling excursion was a highlight, as they joined a couple of other honeymooning couples on the boat that took them to the reef.  The other couples had recognized Bucky but once they talked on the boat ride accepted they were just another couple on their honeymoon.  The water here was shallower making the colours of the fish, sea sponges and an assortment of other reef creatures pop in their brilliancy.  Pictures were taken, although both Bucky and Tracey tried to stay in the background.  They did have a good time and met up later for drinks although only Bucky drank alcohol as Tracey said she was a teetotaller.  A golf cart from the resort picked them up from the bar and dropped them off at the villa.  With Tracey falling asleep almost immediately after they made love Bucky sat out on the deck and watched the night sky for another hour or so before finally joining her in bed. 

The next two days passed just as idyllically with them enjoying the calm atmosphere and nurturing environment.  Bucky surprised Tracey with a full body massage and luxury skin treatment while he went fishing on the fifth day, invited by one of the other new husbands.  He caught some fish that was prepared for them by the kitchen staff at the resort.  Both of them couldn't believe the tenderness of the fish as they ate their dinner.  There was only one full day left of their honeymoon as the seventh day would be dominated by travelling back to New York, so Bucky arranged for a romantic dinner on the beach.  It was perfect as it ended with a repeat of Bucky's playlist on their first date when he cooked dinner for her and served it in the back yard with all the fairy lights up.  They danced in their bare feet on the beach, a soft breeze making Tracey's dress billow out slightly and wisps of her hair framing her face in such a way that Bucky couldn't help but gaze adoringly at her. 

As they slept after making love a metallic sound alerted Bucky's sleeping mind that something was amiss and he opened his eyes, taking a moment for them to adjust in the dark.  He watched as a figure approached the bed on his side, reaching for him and he grasped their hand, hearing a gasp coming from whomever it was.  They were strong but his adrenaline was flowing, and he pushed the person against the wall, then turned on the bedside lamp ready to fight whoever it was.  Tracey was awakened by the light and sat up, shocked to see a blue metallic skinned woman with no hair crouched in the corner.

"Nebula?" asked Bucky loudly.  "What the hell are you doing here?"

"They know you're here," she said, in that odd almost whispery voice of hers.  "I was taking your arm so you would be useless to them and perhaps they would leave you alone."

"Who is they?" he demanded, then he realized as soon as he asked it.  "How did you find me?  How did you know they found me?"

She looked nervously at him then at Tracey.  "They talked about it at the wedding, about Ross and Fontaine trying to force you back into your previous life."  She looked down at her own body for a moment.  "I know what it's like to be seen just as a killing machine.  I'm sorry, I should have wakened you first.  We have to go, now."

At that moment the sound of a helicopter cut through the quiet outside, and they could see a light searching, its beams cutting through the gaps in the curtains.  Bucky looked at Tracey.

"Put some clothes on now," he ordered then he looked at Nebula.  "Do you have weapons?"

"Just what's on me," she said apologetically.  "They found you through social media, a thing called Facebook.  Your picture, with your wife, as you were swimming underwater.  I was watching them, angry at what they were trying to force you into, and when I realized what they were planning I tried to get here first."

Bucky went to the closet and pulled out a bag he hadn't unpacked.  Without modesty he pulled his pyjama bottoms off and pulled on his combat pants, then pulled his leather jacket out.  He reached inside the bag, and took out a box, opening it to reveal a set of combat knives, inserting them into slots in the right leg of his pants.

"As long as it was in checked luggage, I could bring this," he explained to Tracey who was wearing jeans, a T-shirt and her sneakers.  "Nebula, I'm going to give you my arm because you're not the first person to suggest removing it to lower my usefulness to them.  Do you have your ship here?"

"The pod," she replied.  "What do you want me to do?"

"Give me all that you have, except for one weapon," he said.  "I'm going to lead them away and you're going to get my wife out of here."

"Bucky no!" exclaimed Tracey.  "We stay together."

"No, they want me but if they have you, they'll use you to make me do what they want," he said, approaching her.  Gently he touched her face.  "I meant what I said about what you mean to me.  Go with Nebula, she's a good fighter and with her pod she can get you out of here quickly."  He pressed the sequence on his shoulder to pop his arm off and put it inside the bag his gear had been in, then put his jacket on, amazing Tracey as he zipped it up one-handed and handed it to Nebula.  "Take it to a safe place and tell them to look after it until they can give it back to me."

Grabbing the phone as he heard the sound of yelling outside he had enough time to send a text to Sam, entering only the word Brooklyn before sending it, then he gave the phone to Tracey and kissed her.  Nebula gave him her weapons, keeping only a firearm, then she grasped the bag containing the arm tightly and nodded to Tracey.

"Stay close to me," she said.  "The pod isn't far away."

They all went out into the main part of the villa where Bucky went to the door leading to the beach, while Nebula and Tracey went to the door that led to the pathway.  With a nod at each other they all bolted through the doors.  At first Tracey had trouble keeping up with Nebula but the cyborg adjusted her pace and made sure that Tracey was right behind her.  They ran down the path until they came to a side path, and she turned down that, stopping at a clearing beside what looked like a weird underwater sea vehicle made of glass and metal.  It even had arms.  Activating a control on the side, one of the metal portions slid over and Nebula beckoned to Tracey to get inside.  She closed the panel once she was inside, started it up then turned to Tracey.

"I'm still going to help him," she said.  "This pod is modified and is armed.  I'll try to take out anyone who is chasing him."

Tracey gave a little shriek as the pod lifted into the air.  She hadn't strapped herself in and did it quickly as Nebula skimmed along the treetops searching for Bucky's heat signature.  Quickly she located him and went after those who were chasing him, while keeping an eye on the helicopter, not wanting to take fire from it if she could help it.  After successfully taking out several of the pursuers she landed ahead of Bucky, opening the panel so he could hop in.  He saw her and nodded his understanding, making a beeline for her when he suddenly stopped and began jerking as if someone had unleashed a taser at him.

"Bucky!" screamed Tracey, and she fumbled with her straps to go to him, but he waved her back, desperately trying to remove the taser leads when he was hit with another jolt.  Looking up at her helplessly he said the words that with her heightened sense of hearing could hear as clear as anything.  "Go!  Get her out of here!"

"Sorry," whispered Nebula and she raised the pod quickly, taking it up high into the sky as Tracey wept.

"Where are you taking me?" she asked, through her sobs, realizing she was rising high into the atmosphere.

"Knowhere," replied Nebula.  "It's where we live but will take some time to get there."

"No," said Tracey, her voice becoming stronger.  "Take me to Wakanda.  I'm pregnant and if you take me into space, it will expose me to radiation which could hurt the baby."  Nebula looked back at the human woman, debating whether she should do it.  "We need to tell them who has Bucky so they can mount a rescue for him.  If we leave for your place, it will take too long.  Please.  He is my life, my love, and my husband.  Help me."

For the longest time the cyborg said nothing although even on her metallic face Tracey could see the indecision.  "Alright, Wakanda," said Nebula finally, setting a course.

Tracey pulled the phone out of her back pocket and tried to use it to call Sam but there was no signal.  Until they arrived at Wakanda they were out of contact.  As they flew across the ocean towards Africa, Tracey undid her straps and approached Nebula, standing next to her.  The cyborg woman glanced at her.

"You wish to ask me something," she stated.

"You're a cyborg," said Tracey.  "Did you start out as a biological being?"

"At birth, then my species adds enhancements," replied Nebula.  "But my father, Thanos, began replacing my biological parts with cybernetic ones, partly as torture and partly as punishment."

"But you feel emotions?" asked Tracey.  "You came to help Bucky, which means he meant something to you."

"We share things in common," said the blue skinned woman, deflecting the question.  "He was changed against his will by those who tortured him.  I know the vibranium arm is stronger than any other arm in this world.  Without it, he is less valuable to those who took him."

"Did you know of the one he had before?"

Nebula's black eyes gazed on Tracey.  "I never saw it, but I understand it was solely an instrument of death that he tried to rip from his body many times.  I know that feeling.  Why are you asking me these questions?"

"You're the first cyborg person I've ever met," said Tracey.  "In our culture, it's usually seen as something evil, but you aren't.  I think you were forced to do many wrong things by those who had control over you but once you had control over yourself your true nature came forth.  Thank you for trying to help Bucky.  I appreciate it."

She stared at Tracey again for some time.  "You're welcome."

They said nothing more as the pod travelled across the ocean in the night, speeding towards sanctuary in Wakanda.

As Nebula raised the pod Bucky watched the terrified expression on Tracey's face when they left him behind.  She would be safe.  That was all that mattered.  Gritting his teeth against the pain of the tasers that were directed at him he became aware of being surrounded by several dark clothed individuals, all with balaclavas on, pointing their firearms at him.  The sound of a helicopter landing nearby and approaching footsteps indicated that his captor was near.  Bucky prepared to launch himself at the person with all of the energy he had left, hoping to make the point that he wasn't going to be taken without a fight.  That opportunity didn't come as he also heard the sound of a magazine being inserted into a handgun and it touching his ear.

"End of the line," said the familiar voice, who started laughing.  "I can't believe you fell for my sob story."

"John," spat Bucky.  "Should have known you were the linchpin." 

Rough hands lifted him up and he looked into the blue eyes of John Walker, who smirked at him.  "You really are easy to convince of wanting to turn over a new leaf."  He looked at the others.  "Where's his wife?"

"She got away," said one of them, "with a blue cyborg, female.  Looks like she beat us here first.  Uh, Boss, his arm isn't there."

John glared at the man.  "What do you mean?  Where the hell is it?"  He struck Bucky across the face, bringing the taste of blood to his mouth.  "Where's your arm?"

Bucky shrugged.  "Halfway to Knowhere," he said, receiving a punch in the stomach from Walker for the answer.

As he tried to get his breath back, he watched as Walker walked up to a palm tree, punching it in two, furious that they had their man, but he was hobbled as an asset.  Bucky grinned.  Walker still didn't have control of his emotions.  It would be easy to manipulate him into making mistakes.

"Send a team to get his sister," said Walker.

"Too late," stated Bucky.  "Had a prearranged code with Sam and was able to send it.  By now they're already in a secure location.  You never were very good at keeping up with the pros."

With a yell Walker launched himself at Bucky, hitting him over and over again.  Bucky took it, not even defending himself against it, knowing it would show Walker as weak and a bully.  Finally, with a kick to Bucky's midsection as he lay on the ground Walker stopped and looked at his men.

"Get him to the chopper," he ordered.  "Confirm that his sister is gone."

They dragged him to the helicopter, throwing him into a seat and buckling him in.  As they lifted off several of the men took their balaclavas off and Bucky recognized most of them as being with Thaddeus Ross when they tried to take him at his house.  There must be big money, corporate money, behind this operation.  Sam, Rhodey, and the others had speculated in private conversations with Bucky that it appeared the impetus from all of this wasn't the government.  He also wondered if Nebula would take Tracey to Knowhere, giving the arm to Rocket, or to Wakanda, hoping for the latter.  Space flight would expose Tracey to radiation, and he knew she wouldn't agree to it.  If she was able to talk Nebula into going to Wakanda then she would be with Rebecca and Janice, as Sam would make sure both got there.  It was the safest place for all of them, even if this team that Ross was assembling was going to try and infiltrate the country.  Ross really had no idea who or what they were up against and now that Bucky was on the inside, he would do all he could to sabotage them.  It's what he agreed to take on if they ever succeeded in taking him.  His mission was just beginning.

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“Why are you, as a beefy man, not laying on top of me?"

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When Charles lands, he barely has the chance to catch his breath before he is whisked away to some PR event. It is a small one, thankfully, not in public. But by the time he finally checks into the hotel, he is more exhausted than he thought he would be, and dozes off while checking his phone after a shower.

When he wakes up, the sun has fully set. He checks the time on his phone, sees the message he needs. He’s still a little sluggish from his nap, but he gets a little extra spring as he hops off the bed.

He finds the room quickly enough. They are on different floors, which is a bit annoying, but it can’t be helped sometimes. He knocks and waits with bated breath.

Carlos doesn’t keep him waiting long, the wooden door opening to reveal his dark, luscious locks and large brown eyes, already staring right into Charles’.

"Hello mate."

Carlos waits until he is inside and the door is shut before returning his greeting.

"Hola, mi amor." Lips are pressed to his forehead. "How was the event?"

"Mhm, as usual."

Carlos is wearing a gray shirt and a plain pair of sweats. He pulls the shirt over his head as they make their way into the hotel room, and Charles admires how the action reveals an expanse of toned back.

The subject of his ogling looks back over his shoulder. "Mate, did you fall asleep?" Carlos admonishes as he frees his arms from the sleeves. "Now you will be a bit jet-lagged."

Charles suppresses the urge to roll his eyes. There isn’t a big time difference, and the race schedule more or less lets them stay on European time. Leave it to Carlos to still make plans for jet lag.

Before he can retort, Carlos speaks again. "Have you had dinner?"

There had been food served at the event, but that was already a few hours ago, and probably lighter than what Charles needs to get in the car tomorrow.

Carlos is, of course, prepared for this. Because he is. So Charles helps himself to the extra room service Carlos had ordered while Carlos takes his shower.

Carlos emerges from the bathroom with just a towel around his waist. They have been together long enough that Charles can appraise the naked torso in front of him without an uncontrollable urge to run away and hide until he calmed down or jump Carlos there and then (mostly just the latter as time went on). They can’t tonight, not before they both have to drive for the next three days. Now, Charles can take in the sight knowing that in just a few days he will get a piece, a touch, a taste.

He washes up to the sound of a hairdryer in the background. When he reenters the room, Carlos is still blowing his hair. It has grown out nicely (as it always does), at the length that would flow beautifully off the nape of Carlos’ neck in the paddock tomorrow.

Charles flops backwards onto the bed. His gaze trails downwards to those sculpted shoulders and strong arms, flexing to hold the hairdryer aloft, conjuring up other images of those arms lifting weights, swinging a padel racket, or wrapping around Charles’ waist.

The dryer noise stops. Carlos turns, and Charles takes in the sight of his boyfriend’s chest again. He hasn’t shaved, Charles notes. The smattering of dark hair across those defined pecs and abs is visible even from this distance.

A warm feeling curls inside Charles’ gut.

"What did you do today?" he asks. He knows the answer is probably golf or squash.

"Played some golf," Carlos answers as he pulls on some boxers and sleep shorts. "Had a meeting for some media next week, just to confirm the plan. Then a quick stretch with Rupert."

"Mm, certo," Charles hums. Carlos has yet to join him in bed, mulling about as he finds a place to hang the no longer needed bath towel. "I heard this word today, in English."

He waits for Carlos to hang the towel up - smoothing it out neatly as he does - before continuing.

"Beefy."

Carlos’ brows lift, one higher than the other, in a bemused smile. So he knows what the word means. Charles feels the corners of his lips gently pulling upwards as well. "Oh really?"

"Yes." Charles cranes his neck from where he is lying down to prop his head up and fix Carlos with an appraising stare. "Why are you, as a beefy man, not laying on top of me?"

"Ah, Cabrón, am I just a weighted blanket to you?" Carlos’ tone is light and just a little bit teasing, all while he stalks slowly towards the bed, the smile on his face slowly turning into a look that is almost smug.

Charles tries to keep a serious face. "Yes." He bursts into giggles.

A warm smile, too, cracks across Carlos’ face, showing his teeth, and he throws himself onto Charles, just as he had asked for. Charles lets out a soft oof—more in jest than anything, as Carlos catches himself before his weight actually knocks the air out of Charles—which is followed by more giggles.

That is, until Carlos pulls his face level with Charles, just inches between their lips, and Charles can feel his hot breath as he speaks.

"I cannot be too beefy, cariño, or I will be too heavy for the car."

Charles lifts his hands off the bedspread and lets them run up and down the length of Carlos’ arms, over his shoulders, spreading across his shoulder blades, feeling down that toned back.

"Mmm, but you are..." he murmurs, giving one tricep a squeeze.

He isn’t a stranger to muscular bodies. He is an athlete; he works with and fights against other athletes, and they all train, and sweat, and take their shirts off, and examine themselves in the gym. He has seen bodies, looked in a mirror and seen his own.

But only one body does something to him, and that very body is lying on top of him, pressing him into the bed with its delicious weight, covering him with warmth, embracing him with its sweet smell, shifting under and responding to his touch.

"I have very good-looking…muscles…" Carlos’ breath is hot in his ear. "I saw you looking."

"I am always looking," Charles retorts, though his voice sounds heady.

He feels the rumble in Carlos’ chest rather than hear his chuckle before plush lips are pressed to his again. Strong arms wrap around him and they both shift. Carlos keeps an arm around him as he wrangles the covers out from under their bodies, then back over them both. Charles sighs and presses his face into Carlos’ neck.

He doesn’t remember dozing off, but when he wakes up, his head is resting on Carlos’ chest.

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

Life Is Short So Make It Sweet

Chapter Twenty-Three: Not A Chance

Summary- 3.7k Curtis Everett x Plus!Sized Reader. The day after winning the bet on the golf course, you reveal at just how good all of this is with Curtis, enjoying the final moments of your vacation.

Warnings- Oral, Male receiving. They are horny little fuckers, I swear. A conversation about a partner getting bored and mentions of Jake's infidelity to Honey.

A/N- Not a huge chapter but one I loved being able to write for these two. They get to end their vacation with a bang, another well-deserved one imo. The whole shower part for Curtis is all thanks to spitballing with @undutchable11 ages ago. I had to make sure to give her a shout-out cause she absolutely helps inspire scenes for this series whenever we get to chat. As always thank you @what-is-your-plan-today for reading through this for me, you are the best. Dividers made by @firefly-graphics Please if you enjoyed this, consider commenting and sharing. It is so important to us to be able to read your thoughts about our stuff. THANK YOU! 🐝

Chapter Twenty-Two / Masterlist

Fuck, you ached! But that soreness was satisfying as you stretched in the soft bed. The bedding was tangled around your body, and the pillows were strewn abundantly all over, but you were missing Curtis’s solid form nearby. Your hand stretched out towards his side and felt it cooling off. 

A little concerned frown made your face pinch as you struggled between awake and asleep.

“Curtis?” You muttered, half expecting him to answer but nothing. 

It was enough for you to blink awake, still sleepy after the few hours of sleep you had gotten. For reasons you couldn’t fathom, Curtis had endless energy and took you along with him. Several orgasms later, you finally had to stop. 

“Just one more? I promise to be easy.” His tone was laced with something primal, while you stared up at the hotel's ceiling trying to catch your breath, you gave him a nod. 

“One more Curtis… maybe. I don’t know if I can.” You let your hands fall between your thighs, rubbing over his buzz cut and down along his jawline. It was soaked, all from you. His mouth pressed against your inner thigh, easing kisses up and down the quivering muscles. 

“Last one then I will stop.” 

You still felt the quiver in your legs, from the way he was somehow able to fold you in half on your last night here. The very memory of it made you bite your lip to stifle a giggle and hide your face in a pillow for a moment while all those emotions of disbelief at your boyfriend’s persistence washed over you. Ever since that first night that you picked what you wanted from him, he had been unable to stop touching you, like he couldn’t get enough of making you orgasm. Curtis wanted more of you telling him what made you feel good.

You’ve never felt more tired and satisfied in your life.

Once the giddiness passed, you used your aching legs to help roll yourself to your back and prop yourself up on your elbow to look around the room. 

The bathroom door was ajar enough for you to see Curtis drying off after stepping out of the shower, his back flexing with deep red marks lacing down his shoulders in wild flares. You felt your cheeks heat when you saw your gouges on him, your own wild side loving the view of your marks all over his back. 

You were glad you insisted on a couple days just the two of you. From the bathroom, Curtis wrapped the fluffy towel around his waist, stepping out quietly till you wiggled your fingers at him in greeting. 

“I didn’t wake you did I?” Curtis asked as he made his way back to the bed. You gave a shake of your head as you pushed up some more, fully stretching. “I tried to be quiet to let you sleep in.” 

“No, you were plenty quiet.” You smiled up at him. “How was your shower?” 

“I swear to god Honey, we need that set up.” He kept the towel wrapped around him while he sat on the edge of the bed. “The water pressure was great, worked out any lingering tension I’ve been carrying.” 

You leaned back to let yourself admire his back, from the hot water and scratch marks it was a heated red that was fading to his slight tan he was sporting. He was right though, the usual knots in the top of his shoulders were gone. 

“Maybe it’s time for a new hot water heater at home?” You kissed against one of the freckles that was still visible on his shoulder before you shifted around to sit next to him on the edge of the bed, thinking you should go check out this magical shower. 

“You know what, maybe I will.” Curtis looked thoughtful, shifting back on the bed to lean against the headboard, lounging comfortably. “Be the best shower you ever had, I could expand the shower in that upstairs bathroom, make sure you never want to leave.” His smirk grew suggestive, his blue eyes flashing with intent on what he planned to do with you. 

You let your head loll back on your shoulders to stretch, humming out a reply. “I would really like that since my apartment’s sucks.” Glancing back at him, the white towel still strung tightly around his waist, you unashamedly admired the scene before you. 

Curtis was relaxed, bare chested that let you take in the tattoos scattered across his muscles that sported the trail of dark hair you loved exploring so much, long legs stretched out across the bed and the way he was lounging was giving you ideas. “That building has seen better days, Honey.” He continued with his train of thought while your filthy mind started to run with its own thoughts, prompting you into action. Your desire to shower completely forgotten for now.

 Shifting on the bed to your knees, you started shuffling up the bed, sliding your hands against his hair covered muscled calves, biting your lip suggestively while spreading his legs apart. 

You sensed when he was aware of what you wanted, there was a shift in him. Completely forgetting about the magical shower, you glanced up at him to see all his focus on you. What once made you feel almost intimidated now sent a thrill through your chest that settled in your belly, making your toes curl with anticipation. To have this kind of power over this man, it was a rush that you never wanted to end. 

His eyes were sharply narrowed at you kneeling between his knees, heated and wanting while he checked you out, the front of your sleep shirt draping open from where you hovered over his thighs. Curtis made no efforts to hide the way his gaze slid to your breasts and then back up to your partially open mouth. His hand lifted to cup your face, graze his fingers along your cheek while tucking strands of your hair back away from your face.

“Honey, you always have such a pretty mouth, especially when its stuffed full of my cock.” 

His thumb dragged back to your lips, dragging the pad over your full lower lip. Unable to resist the temptation his touch was, you drew it into your mouth, swiping your tongue over the calloused tip, a promise of what you wanted to give him. What you didn’t expect was his fingers to close over the lower half of your jaw and pull you closer till his face was in yours, your eyes wide in surprise at how easily he closed the distance between you two. Your hands moved to brace against his towel covered thighs, hating that terry cloth feeling when you could be touching just him. It made you whine around his thumb while your eyes lifted to look in his. 

“You already know Pretty Girl I’m not gonna say no.” A muttered heated brush of his lips against your forehead was such a romantic gesture amidst the very sensual energy filling the space between you two. 

You couldn’t help the little smile you gave after he released his hold on you, letting you sit back up while he let himself lean back into the pillows, still propped up enough to watch you and touch you easily. 

Seeing him all stretched out and you got to touch him, loving that you now knew intimately what he felt like in your hands and your mouth, you couldn’t pick which way you preferred. Moisture pooled along your tongue, anticipating feeling his heavy length and work him till he released on your tongue. 

Giving oral was always a favorite of yours, giving over that power to your partner. Sometimes though you wondered if they ever got sick of you doing this, were you doing it to often that it actually wasn’t a rush of excitement for him that it was for you. Already your thighs were getting sticky with slick, the thought of going down on Curtis’s thick heavy cock making you want to be fucked.

“Does it ever…” Your hands exploring along his thighs under the towel. He was so tense in your touch, you held out from untwisting the towel to open, but already you could see the tented cloth, your hands hidden from view but they wrapped around his cock. “Feel like the same old same old to you?” 

“Where did that come from? Fuck no, Honey I want you to touch me whenever you want. If I don’t want something, I will be sure to tell you.” Curtis scowled in surprise at your question. Tugging the towel open, his hand wrapped around yours, easing you up and down his cock. As much as you enjoyed watching his face ease at the sensations building, you had to look down at his cock, so thick in your hand, still amazing you that he was aroused because of you. 

His hand just dropped away, fisting into the hotel sheets while you took over. Curtis, in your opinion had a cock you couldn’t stay away from. Thick in your hold with rigid veins throbbing, slight curve lifting towards his abs, a wide tip that even now pearly drops threatened to go to waste if you didn’t do something. 

Your excitement rose, making him have to lift his hips up to chase your warm hands around him or the jerk of his cock when you let your tongue swipe for a taste of him. You let your tongue hang out enough for him to see the pearly white droplets disappear into your mouth, warm and salty, you hummed with a look of satisfaction. 

“Fucking hell woman.” Curtis sputtered, making you smirk while you kissed his tip, teasing him while your hands continued jerking him. It was Valentines Day, least you could do was give him a show. “I could never get tired of this with you.” 

“I asked because I don’t want you to get bored of what I’m doing.” You answer his question between drags of your tongue on the underside of his cock, following one particularly throbbing vein that had him his cock jerking and him twisting at the sheets a bit more. You were glad these were nice expensive sheets, they held up alot better than others had when you were doing this to Curtis. 

“You could do this everyday for the rest of my life, Pretty Girl and I would still not be bored with it. If you ever think I am, kick my ass please, because what you do with your mouth makes me feel so good.” His head banged back against the headboard with a guttered groan, his eyes closing and his jaw clenching momentarily. “So fucking good.” 

You could feel heat creep up your neck and burn your face all while looking so happy and turned on. Your hands slow down as you hover close to him, inches away from pushing Curtis down your throat. “This is my favorite you know? Swallowing you makes me so…” You never finish before your lips are stretching over him and you eased him deeper each time you withdrew with flutters of your tongue teasing him. 

“Fucking turned on, I know. Another reason I love when you give me head, it makes you so wet and needy Honey.” He grunted out while fisting his hand into your hair, pushing and pulling you a little harder than the last time you had done this and you gave up the control. Now he lifted his hips with each push of your head and you gripped his thighs to hold onto something while trying not to gag when his tip pushed against the back of your mouth.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” You heard him pant with each push and pull. Your eyes lifted to see his chest heaving, all his muscles rippling with the effort to hold off. Tendons stood out sharply on his neck while his jaw clenched before some part of him let go cause he was forceful pushing you down the length of his cock, a hand wrapping around your neck to feel him pulsing there and he released. 

Thick heavy spurts you had no choice but to swallow until he loosened his hold and you could pull back.

“Fuck” You heard him groan one more time. Easing back to sit back on your heels, you swiped your tongue around your lips and gulped in air while giving him a grin, happy to see him still trying to recover. When you started making your way to the edge of the bed, Curtis suddenly grabbed at your arm, stopping you from getting up. “Where you going Honey?” 

You smiled, while looking over your shoulder. “Just go get cleaned up Curtis, I promise to be right back.” He didn’t give you a chance though, instead you were dragged back into the bed at his side while he reached behind him for the box of tissues the hotel offered on all the nightstands. 

“Just a minute Honey, please?” Curtis was sure to ask as you wiggled back comfortably next to him. “I just… need a few minutes with you before you disappear.” 

You should have known better, Curtis always held you after sex and this was no exception for him, the man craving the connection and intimacy after the rush.

“Of course Curtis.” You snagged a few kleenex before he tossed the box, wiping around your mouth and chin. Curtis was patient enough to let you finish before he was tugging you against him again, wrapping an arm around you. You snuggled in, your head resting on his bicep as you rolled to your side to face him. “Do I still look a mess?” You knew you did, your hair hadn’t even been brushed yet, you haven’t had a chance to wash your face or brush your teeth. Curtis let his hand brush through your hair, giving a grin. 

“Fucking sexy as hell with the ‘I just woke up and went down on my man’ look. Sorry if I yanked on your hair more than usual.” He massaged his fingers against your scalp. 

“You didn’t, I like it when you do that.” You nuzzled in his bicep before pulling up to lean against his chest and trace the intricate eagle across his pec. “How do you feel about flying home today?” 

“Noted” He muttered as you felt Curtis sigh, a satisfied one, like he was still riding the high you gave him. “Mmh, good about it. As much as I loved our first big getaway, I’m ready for home.” You slid your touch away from the eagle and went to tangle in his chain, playing with the pendant between your fingers. Home, it really did feel like home now. You couldn’t wait to get back to see everyone. Settle back into Curtis’s place and your apartment. “How about you, you ready to go back to Duluth?” 

You smiled up at him and nodded. “I think I really am, I was just thinking about it and it actually feels like home. More like home then Lake George did those last few years I was living there.” 

Curtis let his touch drift, tracing patters against your back. “Honey, why did you think I was going to be bored of having sex with you?” 

You should have known this was coming, you had sprung it out of nowhere at him. Giving a little shrug, you looked up at him, refusing to shy away from the question, especially knowing that he would draw it out of you eventually. “Because I don’t want being with me to ever feel like something you have to do. I know I don’t feel that way, but if you do, I want to know. I just don’t want to become blindsided one day by not doing enough, or being adventurous enough for you. That you need more then I am willing to give.” Curtis hand stopped the patterns on your back, his palm heavy against the small of your back. It radiated a sudden tension in him. “Did that happen to you before me?” He asked softly and you nodded. 

“Jake…well, he claimed he was frustrated that we were so boring in bed, same old, same old. He was a mess when he told me, asking for forgivness and stupid me, I did. I really thought we could figure it out, but I look back on it all now, the signs were there, I just chose to ignore them hoping it would change for us, that I could be enough for him to love me.” You give a small smile, reaching up to smooth your fingers over the wrinkles in Curtis’s forehead to smooth them out, he was being quiet for now but you could feel the sharp rise of his anger towards your ex. “But with you, it’s different. You want me to be open and honest about what I want from you. Just like I want to give you those same things, I want to hear what you’re thinking, if you are satisfied and feeling seen from me.” 

Curtis was silent a moment, seeming to process what you said. You started to wonder if you finally shocked him, went too far finally. 

“Honey, let me just be super blunt right now. I love all of it. Fuck if we just did missionary for the rest of our time, I will love the fuck out of it. We want to explore some kinks? Lets look them up and try them out if we are both comfortable with it. But, I am never going to get tired of anything we do Pretty Girl. Some days will be better than others, that’s just the normal, but that won’t mean I’m bored of you.” He went quiet again, resuming his hand rubbing warmly against your back. “I want us to start talking about it in moments like this.” 

You looked at him confused by what he meant. “Like this?” 

“Yeah, it’s just you and I in bed together, we’re intimate here, there is no need to feel like either of us can’t voice our needs or wants like this. No one is going to interrupt this time for us.” Curtis smirked a bit, grasping your chin and easing you up enough to place a kiss on your mouth. “What better time to really talk about it then when we’re cuddling?” 

Thinking over what he said, it did make sense. These moments, both of you were feeling nothing but relaxed and open with one another. You also had learned that Curtis very much was a physically affectionate person, cuddling was one of his natural go to’s, so there was plenty of moments for you both to practice this. 

“I can do that.” You nodded and then settled back in close so your body was pressed in close, feeling warm and content right now. The shower could wait till later.

The airplane ride went smooth, as could be on a holiday. Thankfully quickly you both were settled in your seats, Curtis seemingly much more relaxed this time than the ride to Florida. You suspected that the morning spent enjoying the hotel room before checking out and the promise that they would be back home was making him have an easier time. While seated, you were sending one last goodbye to Jade, informing her that you two were just about to take off back to Minnesota when you felt Curtis set something on your lap.

“What’s this?” you asked as you took in the medium sized box on your lap. 

“Part of your valentines gift Honey.” Curtis said while stuffing his carry on back into the overhead. 

“Valentines gift? I thought we weren’t going to do that.” you curiously pulled the ribbon on the box in your lap, unable to hide the excitement in your expression while Curtis settled back next to you. 

“Well, I wanted to celebrate anyways, and this is as much for me to enjoy as you.” He dipped his head to kiss your shoulder affectionately before gesturing towards the box. 

You removed the ribbon and paused before opening the box. “I’m kind of glad you did this. Now I can give you your gift I have at the apartment.” You confessed, making him laugh that you both claimed to want to miss Valentine’s Day and yet had gotten each other a gift anyways. 

“It’s like I already knew, Honey, now go ahead, open it.” He encouraged and you finally removed the lid, to peek inside. 

Pulling back some soft pink crinkly tissue paper to find what was inside, you gave a appreciative gasp at what you found. The fabric was a mellow honeyed yellow, wide straps led down to a neckline you personally loved in your dresses. It was a soft flowy material and you didn’t dare pull it out of the box but could tell that it would fall well below your knees. Tiny off white buttons secured the front of it closed “Curtis, I love this. It’s even in the correct size, I didn’t know you knew.” 

“I thought you might, I saw it out front of a shop near where Frank works. I double checked with Jade about the size, I didn’t want to get the wrong one. But I was picturing you wearing it this summer around the house and backyard…” His gaze was soft, faraway as if picturing it again before snapping back to the present, a bit of color rising in his cheeks. He cleared his throat suddenly and shrugged. “It just seemed to be made for you Honey.” 

The gift caught you by surprise, it wasn’t just money given to you, or something two sizes too small in a style you wouldn’t ever wear as your past had been with your previous relationship. You put the cover back on it to keep it clean and leaned over to share a kiss with Curtis, your hand coming up to cup his cheek affectionately. “I can’t wait to wear this for you.” 

That little interested flare in his eyes made you grin. “I can’t wait either.”

[bargorealestate]

JUMEIRAH GATE TOWER 1

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TV: For entertainment.

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[freshgrip]

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[detailingdevilsindia]

How to Maintain a Black Car: Tips for Showroom Shine

Why Black Cars Require Special Care

Black cars are stunning, but they demand a higher level of maintenance. The color black absorbs light, making scratches, swirl marks, and dust more visible. Therefore, a proper care routine is essential to preserve its deep, glossy finish.

1. Regular Washing is a Must

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Use Two Buckets: One for soapy water and one for rinsing your sponge or microfiber cloth. This prevents dirt from being reintroduced to the car’s surface.

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8. Pay Attention to the Wheels and Tires

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Don’t neglect the interior. A clean, well-maintained interior complements the exterior shine. Regularly vacuum, wipe down surfaces, and condition leather seats if applicable.

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Ocean Lakes 8025 Rentals - Grand Vacations and Rentals

Grand Strand Vacations and Rentals handles the more than 15 rental homes in Ocean Lakes. The rental Homes are located throughout Ocean Lakes Family Campground and the prices vary depending on size, location and attractive features. Each rental unit is fully furnished including air-conditioning, color cable TV, and complete kitchen facilities. You need only bring sheets, towels (unless you choose our affordable linen rentals) and paper products. Rental Linen Packages are available at an additional cost (advance notice required). Bring your own golf cart or rent from the on site cart rentals   ***NO PETS***

Reservations:   Weekly-Saturday to Saturday. June, July, August we only rent by the week. Deviations can be made on last minute basis and are subject to availability PAPER PRODUCT, SOAP, WASHING DETERGENT, HANGERS, GAS FOR GRILL, AND TRASH BAGS ARE NOT INCLUDED BY OWNER OR RENTAL AGENT.

Parking: Ocean Lakes Family Campground requires a security/parking pass before you can access the property. The parking fee is $10 per day per vehicle,charged by Ocean Lakes Family Campground. GSV offers express check-in which will include your parking passes. This package will be mailed to you prior to arrival. Trailers and additional vehicles can be parked in a common area in Ocean Lakes Family Campground. You will need to make arrangements with them for the parking. Ocean Lakes Golf Car Information: For information including rental rates and a complete set of the campground rules and regulations please visit the website www.oceanlakesgolfcars.com or by telephone at 843-238-8841.

Many amenities:  Water Park, 18 hole putt putt, outdoor and indoor pool, several play grounds, basketball courts and shuffle board. Game room. Weekly activities such as Bingo, shows and church. Golf cart rentals daily or weekly. Drive right up to the beach with a golf cart. This four bedroom, four bath home with two levels of front porches is ideal for a family vacation. Located away from the noise and congestion in a quiet section of Ocean Lakes but only a short golf cart ride to the beach and activities.

Amenities

Washer/ Dryer

Large Flat Screen in living area 

Flat Screen TV's in all bedrooms

WIFI, DVD, and extended cable

Fully stocked kitchen with garbage disposal, ice maker, and full sized stove

Parking for 3 vehicles

NO TRAILER ALLOWED ON SITE

 ABSOLUTELY NO PETS ALLOWED AT THIS SITE!

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Essential Things To Make Your Golfing Trip More Enjoyable

Golfing with buddies in the wide meadow is a priority to achieve fitness goals and stay happy. When aiming at the hole, it is always a pleasure to swing and hit the ball at the right spot. If you want to upgrade your status to the next level, start focusing on the standard requirements of a pro golfer. Nobody can become a professional or a regular at tee time without enjoying the game. Check out the following list of essentials for making the most of a golfing trip.

Golfing clubs

Golf clubs are pieces of equipment used for hitting the ball. Every golfer needs a club to drop the ball into the cup and score a point. The device has a long rod with a sole and a face at the tip. You cannot use a stick as a substitution for the golf club. To ensure that the golfing session gives you the best experience, get all clubs required for different purposes. Visit a golf kit supplier online and buy the club that suits your golfing style. You can add top-quality and lesser clubs to experiment with each product for fun.

Golf clothing

Unlike other field sports requiring players to run, golfing is very soothing. The golfing session won't demand spandex pants and cleats to manage the physical condition. However, golfers cannot ignore how clothing determines the game. Invest in golfing apparel to suit up for a relaxing game. You can wear golf T-shirts with a collar and trousers. If you want to feel free when walking on clean ground, shorts are appropriate for a bright day. Meanwhile, the ground with shoddy areas and shrubs warrants you to wear long pants to cover your legs.

Balls and tees

You cannot play any form of golf without a golf ball. As much as the golf club is crucial for swinging, a golf ball keeps you from missing it. If you play golf in a close arena with caddies, you can easily relax by sending the ball into the far corner. However, a place like an open field with natural habitats such as ponds, lakes, and wild vegetation is notorious for losing golf balls. So get ready with a new ball when you hit the ball to a spot too far from the tee box. You can keep a stock of golf balls since they are not as expensive as the club.

Tees

Every time you aim for a longer shot, your performance relies on the ball's position beside a correct standing posture. However, not all efforts can be fruitful if you do not prepare the ground. You need a tee, a short peg put into the ground to hold a golf ball off the ground. Pack dozens of tees in your golf bag if you want to make it into several games in the coming weeks. Depending on the quality and golfing style, these pointy objects come in wood or plastic.

Towels

The outdoor golf course may look clean and beautiful, but it consists of dirt and bugs if you look closely at the surroundings. You will soil yourself when you pick the ball from the ground. At the same time, it is difficult to focus on the game when your hands are sweaty. You could lose grip of the club once the sweat from your body runs down the handle. Swing the club in such a slippery situation increases the risk of misaiming and injury. Cleaning your hands dry with an athletic towel is a better way to reduce the wetness in your palms. The fabric of the towel absorbs the sweat and enhances your grip.

Umbrella

The zeal for golfing can motivate you to keep playing all day, but not all sessions will have sunshine. The sky may look blue and clear in the morning until you walk into the tee box in the afternoon. Then, the dark looming cloud could pour heavy water and wash all your hopes down the drain. You can continue scoring for the next hole with the spirit of golfing. To proceed with the plan, always take an umbrella to the field. There is no need for wetting in the rain and catching a cold while attempting to become a local champ. An umbrella is also a good shade when you take a break from the game and recline on a lounging chair.

Headgear and sunglasses

When playing golf under bright sunlight, you should not risk your eyesight by squinting for a distant spot. It is not easy to see the flag above the hole if floaters start growing in your eyes. Wearing a hat or visor is the best practice to maintain your eyesight because it is too dangerous to do sports activities with your eyes closed. If the small area of shade on your face is not enough, you should wear dark glasses to refresh your vision. The sporty sunglass can protect your eyes from dirt and excess brightness when enjoying outdoor sports.

Water and snacks

It is impossible to stay dry while playing golf for hours. The dehydrated body cannot endure the pressure from heat and sweat. No matter how badly you want to golf on weekends, you should never ignore nutrients as a part of your health requirements. However, drinking directly from a tap is too dangerous. You never know if touching water from an unknown source can be infectious. For this reason, you must pack your water bottles and keep them cool in an ice bucket.

Like everyone else, you have a dream of staying near the green. Add a club car roof extension to your golf cart and get ready for a pleasant trip.

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How To Organize A Golf Bag?

Golf is a beautiful game that requires a lot of patience, precision, and practice. As you strive to improve your skills, one of the most important aspects to consider is organization. You must be able to find your clubs when you need them, have quick access to your accessories, and ensure that your golf bag is properly balanced for comfort and performance. If your golf bag is cluttered, disorganized, or too heavy, it can negatively impact your game, reduce your efficiency, and even lead to injuries. That's why we have created this ultimate guide to organizing your golf bag, to help you optimize your setup and maximize your potential on the course.

Assess your equipment

The first step in organizing your golf bag is to take an inventory of your clubs and accessories. Check to see if they are compatible, suitable for your skill level, and fit your body size. Consider the weather, course, and terrain you will be playing on, and pack accordingly. Make a list of everything you will need, including balls, tees, gloves, towels, rangefinders, scorecards, and sunglasses. This will give you a clear idea of what your golf bag should contain and how much space you will need.

Categorize your clubs

Once you have determined what equipment you will need, sort your clubs into natural categories. Place your woods in one section, irons in another, and wedges and putters in their own categories. This will make it easier to find the club you need quickly and keep your bag organized. You can also arrange your clubs by length, with the longer clubs on the top and the shorter ones at the bottom. Make sure the heads of your clubs face down towards the bottom to prevent damage and scratches.

Use dividers or containers

Most golf bags come with dividers that separate your clubs into sections. However, if your golf bag does not have dividers, you can use PVC pipes, pool noodles, or foam insulation to create your own. You could also invest in golf bag inserts - these are removable, lightweight, portable organizers that help keep your bag tidy. Additionally, you may want to use containers or pouches to store accessories such as tees, balls, and gloves. This will keep small items together, avoid clutter, and make it easier to keep your bag clean.

Balance your bag

Another element to consider when organizing your golf bag is its balance. Think about the weight distribution of your clubs, and adjust the bag accordingly. The heavier clubs, such as woods and hybrids, should be on the bottom to prevent tipping over when you are standing your bag up. Additionally, you should keep your bag as light as possible by only packing what you need. Anything unnecessary adds weight and makes it harder to carry and maneuver the bag. Finally, you should position your bag in such a way that it does not hinder your swing, and is easily accessible whether you are walking or using a golf cart.

Maintain your bag

After you have organized your golf bag, you must maintain it. Clean your clubs after every game and store them properly to avoid damage. Wash your bag frequently with soap and water, and avoid leaving it out in the sun or rain. Keep your accessories dry and replace them as needed. Finally, periodically review your bag to ensure that it still serves your needs and update it as necessary, particularly if your skill level changes, or you want to try new clubs.

Conclusion:

Organizing your golf bag is a critical step in becoming a better golfer. By following these tips, you can optimize your equipment and make it easier to access. You'll be able to focus on your game and enjoy your time outdoors without worrying about clutter or discomfort. So take the time to assess your equipment, categorize your clubs, use dividers and containers, balance your bag, and maintain your gear. This will help you create the ultimate golf bag setup that suits your style and helps you achieve your goals on the course.

FAQ:

How should a golf bag be Organised?

Organizing your golf bag should involve assessing and categorizing the clubs you will need, using dividers or containers to keep small items together, balancing the weight of your bag, and maintaining your equipments. Additionally, you should take into account the type of course you are playing on as well as weather conditions when packing.

Where should everything go in a golf bag?

Your woods should go in one section, irons in another, and wedges and putters in their own sections. This will make it easier to access the club you need quickly. Additionally, use containers or pouches to store accessories such as tees, balls, and gloves. The heavier clubs should be placed on the bottom of your bag to prevent tipping.

How do pro golfers organize their bag?

Professional golfers typically organize their bag according to the type of clubs they are using. They also tend to prioritize convenience and accessibility over organization, as speed and efficiency are important during tournaments.

How do you set up a 6 golf bag?

When setting up a 6 golf bag, you should assess what clubs and accessories you will need for the course. Then organize your clubs into sections – typically woods, irons, wedges, and putters – and keep small items together in containers or pouches. Balance the weight of your bag accordingly and make sure it is easily accessible when walking or using a golf cart. Finally, maintain your equipments and replace them as necessary.

How do you organize a 14 slot golf bag?

When organizing a 14 slot golf bag, you should assess the number of clubs accessories you need. Separate your clubs into sections – woods, irons, wedges, and putters – and store items in containers or pouches. Balance the weight of your bag to prevent tipping when standing it up, and make sure it is easily accessible when walking or using a golf cart.

[william578]

Tips To Use Hair Mousse For All Hair Types: A Complete Guide 

First Things First: What is Hair Mousse? 

Hair mousse is a hairstyling product that is used to add volume and hold to hair. It is a foam-like substance that is typically applied to wet hair before blow-drying, although it can also be used on dry hair to help define curls or create a messy, tousled look.

Furthermore, it is made up of a combination of water, alcohol, and various ingredients such as polymers, which give the hair its hold and texture. It comes in different strengths, from light to firm, and can be used on all hair types. It is particularly popular for those with fine or limp hair who want to add body and volume without weighing down their locks.

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Benefits of Hair Mousse

Hair mousse is a styling product that can provide several benefits for your hair, including:

Volume: If you have fine or flat hair, hair mousse can be a great way to add volume and fullness to your locks. The foam texture of the mousse helps to lift your hair away from your scalp, creating the appearance of thicker, fuller hair.

Hold: Hair mousse can provide a light to medium hold that can help your hairstyle last longer and maintain its shape throughout the day. Unlike some other styling products, hair mousse is flexible and won't leave your hair feeling stiff or crunchy.

Definition: Mousse can help define curls and waves, giving your hair a more defined and structured look. This is especially true for those with naturally curly or wavy hair, as mousse can help to enhance your natural texture.

Texture: Mousse can add texture to your hair, making it easier to style and giving it a more interesting look and feel. This can be especially beneficial for those with short hair who want to add some texture and definition to their style.

Protection: Some hair mousses contain ingredients that can protect your hair from heat damage caused by styling tools like blow dryers or flat irons. This can be especially important if you regularly use heat styling tools on your hair.

Moisturizing: Many hair mousses contain moisturizing ingredients that can help keep your hair hydrated and healthy-looking. This is especially true for those with dry or damaged hair, as mousse can help to restore some moisture to your locks.

How to Use Hair Mousse?

Here are some general steps for using hair mousse:

Start with clean, towel-dried hair: Hair mousse is best applied to damp hair, so start by washing your hair and patting it dry with a towel until it is no longer dripping wet.

Shake the can: Shake the can of mousse well to mix the formula inside.

Dispense the mousse: Hold the can of mousse upside down and dispense a small amount (about the size of a golf ball) into your hand.

Apply the mousse: Rub the mousse between your hands and then apply it evenly throughout your hair, focusing on the roots and working your way down to the ends.

Style your hair: Use a comb, brush, or your fingers to style your hair as desired. Mousse can be used to create a wide range of styles, from sleek and smooth to voluminous and curly.

Allow your hair to dry naturally or use a blow dryer: If you want more volume or hold, you can blow-dry your hair after applying the mousse. Use a diffuser attachment and a low heat setting to avoid damaging your hair.

How to choose the right hair mousse?

It can be difficult to select the best hair mousse for your specific hair type and desired style. There are many distinct mousse varieties, each with unique qualities and advantages that can help you get the desired look. It is crucial to first think about the type of hair you have—whether it is thick, wavy, curly, or straight—and what sort of style you are trying for in order to make sure you get the ideal product for your needs.

Extra-hold mousses are great for producing long-lasting styles with lots of body and definition if you have curly or wavy hair. These mousses often provide a more natural finish while delivering a better hold and volume. For people with straight hair, light-hold mousses are a terrific way to add shine and structure without weighing down the style. A durable finish that won't flake or leave any residue is provided by the lightweight formula, which makes styling simple.

It is also essential to consider the additional items you plan to use with your mousse. Look for a mousse that contains thermal protection agents if you want to use hot equipment like curling or flat irons to help protect hair from heat damage. Additionally, check to see if the product contains alcohol, which if used excessively, will dry out your hair; Last but not least, thoroughly study product labels before buying anything to get the maximum effects without sacrificing the long-term health of your hair!

[evanium]

Bat wrangling tip!

Always use a towel to grab the bat! Or use thick gloves like golf gloves or multi-layered gardening gloves with it. In the field we use gloves and towels. Nylon or latex will not do it if you’re grabbing a bat in your home. You do not want to get rabies and bats teeth can pierce much more than you think!

And remember to wash your hands, towel, and whatever the bat may land on. You do not know what this animal may have on it.

HOW DID YOU GET IN MY ROOM?

So a Mexican Free-Tailed Bat (Tadarida brasiliensis) found itself flying around my room tonight? My cat Venus was screaming up a storm, as was I when I first discovered it, and we somehow did not awaken my roommates. Anyway I grabbed it and released it, but baffled how it got in my room? Did one of my plushies come to life!?

Extra: selfie with the bat!

[the-firebird69]

Motorcycle Motorhomes! Honda Gold Wing vs. Suzuki GSX-R1000 | CTXP

If I get a Volkswagen GTI golf and I travel around I might want to get this little teeny camper for one person and the other person can sleep in the car and it's nice I think it's a good idea say like Ken and I are stuck on the road and we don't have tons of money still so you take the camper and you send it up is set it up in the stabilize and then you set the car up and you have a car carrier on top and storage in the camper and we could have extra food and all sorts of stuff and stuff eating food all the way out there and a little cook unit

Zues Hera

This is a smart no the trailer is smart it's very light he's got a nice mattress it works and on a motorcycle and some swerving but you can put sway bars this is an intense idea tons of people are going to love this for motorcycles it is such a hassle and you're outside in a parking lot and it's dangerous and you can get arrested this is great you know I have really never seen anything like this idea it's terrific one side is your bed and you got storage and the other side you're standing room to dress to change to clean the shave you like a partial wash you can use a towel a wet towel it's sufficient on the road some places have showers now you can actually go to a truck stop your tent and you go in the truck stop but really this is intense I noticed that this is a nice idea and this campgrounds all the way they have tons of tent with spaces and this would be perfect and it's it's not really easy to get in. There are materials that are hard to cut but the voice is a good idea cuz you're kind of rooted into the camper and you can lock it to your tongue it's a nice idea I like it and his idea is pretty good it promotes the car and if you have to you can do it put a car carrier and that way you can open up the back or just move the luggage onto the seats I mean I mean this is a sweet idea and if you get the mattress for the camper you can get the same one for the car and it is really a nice privacy and you get decent night's sleep I'll tell you what this this makes life much better it's really sweet

Ken

The guy should get a design award I mean I've never seen anything like it it's a great idea and it looks nice too and he says he'd like that all blue and white circus colors he had we don't really want to see that but that's fun no regularly colors are nice but this is really not a bad idea at all I mean you can do this anywhere too it's a great idea and hell hunters would like it you take the mattress off and you lay down and you can fire out the window you know this is a weird ass idea but I wonder who the guy is and how do we contact him

Mac daddy

I know who it is it's me and it's a really great idea tons of motorcycle enthusiasts want it the Harley-Davidson weighs a million tons and yeah I need brakes on it and we didn't do that but in a sway bar and this material you can't cut the slider and they want me to design it and put in some higher tech panels so it's not as heavy right now it's like 350 pounds and I can cut it down it's like 120 this is great and then it can carry the difference in cargo what a splendid idea I had this is terrific

Trump

How did you learn that anyways on the campaign trail

Zues hahaha I can see him going argh Hera

No not quite I was sitting here thinking of how the hell it get out of here

Trump

Hahaha

Dan

Olympus

[grandstrandvacationsandrentals]

Two Story Magnificent Home with Great Amenities - Grand Strand Vacations and Rentals

Grand Strand Vacations and Rentals handles the more than 15 rental homes in Ocean Lakes. The rental Homes are located throughout Ocean Lakes Family Campground and the prices vary depending on size, location and attractive features. Each rental unit is fully furnished including air-conditioning, color cable TV, and complete kitchen facilities. You need only bring sheets, towels (unless you choose our affordable linen rentals) and paper products. Rental Linen Packages are available at an additional cost (advance notice required). Bring your own golf cart or rent from the on site cart rentals   ***NO PETS***

Reservations:   Weekly-Saturday to Saturday. June, July, August we only rent by the week. Deviations can be made on last minute basis and are subject to availability PAPER PRODUCT, SOAP, WASHING DETERGENT, HANGERS, GAS FOR GRILL, AND TRASH BAGS ARE NOT INCLUDED BY OWNER OR RENTAL AGENT. Parking: Ocean Lakes Family Campground requires a security/parking pass before you can access the property. The parking fee is $10 per day per vehicle,charged by Ocean Lakes Family Campground. GSV offers express check-in which will include your parking passes. This package will be mailed to you prior to arrival. Trailers and additional vehicles can be parked in a common area in Ocean Lakes Family Campground. You will need to make arrangements with them for the parking. Ocean Lakes Golf Car Information: For information including rental rates and a complete set of the campground rules and regulations please visit the website www.oceanlakesgolfcars.com or by telephone at 843-238-8841.

Many amenities:  Water Park, 18 hole putt putt, outdoor and indoor pool, several play grounds, basketball courts and shuffle board. Game room. Weekly activities such as Bingo, shows and church. Golf cart rentals daily or weekly. Drive right up to the beach with a golf cart. This four bedroom, four bath home with two levels of front porches is ideal for a family vacation. Located away from the noise and congestion in a quiet section of Ocean Lakes but only a short golf cart ride to the beach and activities.

Amenities

Washer/ Dryer

Large Flat Screen in living area 

Flat Screen TV's in all bedrooms

WIFI, DVD, and extended cable

Fully stocked kitchen with garbage disposal, ice maker, and full sized stove

Parking for 3 vehicles

NO TRAILER ALLOWED ON SITE

 ABSOLUTELY NO PETS ALLOWED AT THIS SITE!

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“Sorry mate, I’ll get it right next time.” They said with a tinge of bemusement, though difficult to tell. They know he’s got everything he needs in here; the extra pillows, pink lemonade and the soup they made just for him. It doesn’t change he’s still got a cold, and here he was stewing in his own malaise. They take off their hat, leaving it on the beside. Best to make themself comfortable.

It’s Superfly bringing up his lack of nose that sparks their interest. His chest things are still bothering him? There's gotta be something they can do. They lean forward and eye for the chinks in his exoskeleton; where the interlocking parts would have just enough space where the breathing holes should be. There, even up where his “lungs” are supposed to be, on the side of his body. A liquid slowly leaking tinged with a sickly looking yellow and green. “You gotta keep washing it out or it’s just gonna build up. You need me to hoover all that snot right outta ya? ‘Cause I will.”

They grab a towel and try and wipe at it. They can’t imagine how annoying it must be to try and leverage around and do it by himself when he can’t even reach. They make a bit of a dent, though clearly this rag’s only going make surface level progress; it’s probably all backed up. “It could be worse. Rock’s got boogers the size of golf balls, and he just leaves em under the table like a bloody hooligan.” And guess who had to clean up after him? Yeah, Leatherhead. It’s like they forgot germs also apply to them too, just because they’re mutants doesn’t mean they live in a barn. The chair squeaks as they scoot closer, to get more leverage. “Alright, you’re gonna have to tell me where the other ones are cuz I can’t see any of your- yknow." they gesture vaguely. "yer chest nostrils.”

@eyeknowmayhem | CONTINUED.

     SUPERFLY HATES THIS and it seems he can’t help but make it everyone else’s problem  ( not that this is unusual behaviour from him anyway ), openly expressing his disdain in whatever way he could. The fact that his illness decided to line up with Halloween certainly isn’t helping; the fly mutant gets antsy enough around the holiday without sickness stressing him out further. Thank god his siblings were doing the sensible thing and staying home as they should.

     He glances down as Leatherhead pulls up the blanket; he promptly reaches for it with his smaller hands and pulls it up a touch further. His eyes naturally wander back to the television, playing whatever retro horror film he happened to have lying around among the numerous DVDs he’s collected over the years. At least there’s no shortage of entertainment while he’s stuck lying in bed doing absolutely nothing all day.

     “ Creature features, “ he corrects, annoyed. “ And they’re not slop. “ Usually, he’d launch into a whole spiel about how good they are, what with their metaphors and allegories and such. However he decides to save his breath, given that he’s limited in oxygen at the moment.

     “ And you think I ain’t tryin’ ? “ He’s referring to them saying he ought to get some proper sleep. “ It ain’t the same for me as it is for all of y’all with actual noses, y’know. “ Spiracles…ugh. They certainly presented interesting problems whenever they arose. He might as well have had socks shoved in ‘em; that’s how it felt trying to breathe through them right now.