In Heat

Ms. Mai came by the house for a visit. Now who told her our phone number and where we lived? Jake, I know it's you, man! You gotta keep your women at your place.
She came by the house showing us her buff bod and wearing one of her 'toys' around her neck.
See, she was trying to get him into the 'position'.
Look at the reaction of our baby. That face means. 'Exit Only'.
Actually she came by to finally see Kieran and give me my present. No not a table dance or even a block of cheese, but some polysporin scar bandages. Thanks Mai. Tresa and I were just talking about this stuff the day before. Exactly what I wished for.
Yep, it's been a really hot couple of weeks. Tresa and I don't remember it being so hot in July. Even Kieran has been feeling the heat.
So we'd give Kieran the spa treatment to cool him down.
There's no belugas here. Doing the backstroke! It may not be a pool like what his Oshawa cousin Liam has, but in the warm weather who cares.
This kid gets the ultimate in hair care. But no matter what, we can't get that hair to come down. As soon as the towel comes off and the sun light hits it. It's like how grass grows to reach skyward and follows the sun throughout the sky.
See even with a hat on. That tuft of hair that's become his trademark has a life of it's own. It's looking for freedom from the dark confines of his touque.
We thought we'd do one of those artsy fartsy poses with him naked. Showing his fine physique next to papa.
And this is what he thought of it. That ain't water that was splashed onto my boxers. I guess the cool air conditioned surroundings against the warm bath water on his crown jewels sent shivers to his head, and gave the signal to go ahead and open the floodgates.