There was a super-cute guy working the front desk in the clubhouse, so I didn't even notice Slowburn until he introduced himself as the teacher and told me he would lend me his balls. Golf is so sexy-trashy!!!
That first evening on the course reawakened something that had been latent in me for a long time - my attraction to someone other than Mr. A! Slowburn was flirting voraciously and I really got into it. I even told my sister and my BGMF (best gay male friend) about it via text, which is how we came upon the Slowburn nickname.........
