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As he started that silent laughter, Xen pointed to Joel.

“He says I do though.”

“How do you know what he said, Joel?” Damon asked him.

After shrugging his shoulder, he pushed back his hat and said, “I dunno. Jus’ do.”

They got right back to planning, and Damon and I left the barn, both of us laughing. “I’ll be damned,” Damon sighed. “They’re…weird, but it works, you know?”

“It really does.”

We went into the house and got some work done, but that was over quickly, as the two of us were excited to start planning the grand opening.

“Are we still planning to call it Cowpokes?”

“Yes,” I argued. “It’s campy, fun, and the club has some camp and fun too. It doesn’t all have to be serious.”

“Okay, it’s just gonna be weird, getting our dicks sucked in a place called Cowpokes.”

I rolled my eyes hard and reminded him, “You got your dick sucked once in a Dick’s Sporting Goods.”

“It is called Dick’s. I thought it very apropos.”

“Jesus, Damon.”

We got on our photoshop and did some graphics before uploading them to a printer supply store online. Then we got busy on our website, but that only took half an hour, being Damon was on it. He was a genius at making websites.

After that, we brainstormed a bit on newsletters and set up a service, got social media set for the place, and a hundred other things it seemed before the boys were at the office door, asking if we wanted them to make supper.

I turned first, then stifled a burst of laughter. The two of them were splashed with paint of nearly every color I could have imagined. “Boys…wow. Um, why don’t I make dinner and you two take showers? We have two bathrooms, but the spare has shitty pressure.”

“I’ll take thatun,” Joel said. “You take the one in our bedroom.”

Xen nodded hard and went to the attic stairs for his bag, and Joel came in, kissing each of us. “It’s gonna be a dandy picture.”

“No hints, huh?” Damon asked.

“Not a-one! Xen would have my head!”

Damon smacked his ass and told him to shower, then he got back to work on the computer while I went into the kitchen.

We had ground beef defrosted and had everything I needed for meatloaf. We weren’t having a scene or even fucking, so something heavy wouldn’t matter.

After the boys were clean and dinner was ready, we all sat to eat, and Damon and I watched in awe as the two communicated right in front of us without saying a word. Xen would make hand gestures and Joel would laugh, making some of his own. It was like their own sign language.

“Xen,” I said finally. “Memphis told us about your best friend while you guys were here last. What’s his name?”

“PJ,” Joel answered for him.

Xen nodded and pointed to Joel then dug into his food.

“He told you that?”

“Sure,” Joel answered me like asking was silly. I guess it was. “Sent me a picture of him once. He’s a good looker, I’ll tell ya.”

Xen grinned at that, pointing to Joel and nodding furiously.

“PJ, right. Is he…in the lifestyle too?”

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