Hello Friends!
So, I have taken myself off for a holiday to Canada, and fulfilled a promise made ages ago - that MapleleafCameo and I would sit on her porch in the evening sun and write another chapter of this story! Within you will find all the usual stuff- if you're surprised by any of the content...have you read the previous chapters?

"Hey! How's Canada? See anything interesting?" JW

"Miss you!" JW

"Canada's hot. Not as hot as you, though." SH

"Oh, yes, have found something we can make use of." SH

"And here I thought it was the land of ice and snow. LOL! And thanks;) Right back at you!" JW

"What is it?" JW

"You know, I never realised how open Canadians are about advertising gay sex aids." SH

"Really? Huh. Well, they've had same sex marriage for the last ten years, so you know…so what sort of aids? Only asking for curiosity sake, of course! XD" JW

"The kind that makes you so ready for me, so easy for me yet doesn't take away the tight warmth." SH

"Oh look, the company even sponsors morning TV!" SH

"Well I'm definitely interested in that! The whole idea makes me miss you even more. I wish you could see how very much. I can't believe they'd advertise that early in the morning. Seems like the kind of thing you'd see on late night." JW

"Shall I buy some? I'll have to pack it in my hold luggage because the smallest size they sell is 500ml." SH

"P.S. What does it look like when you miss me?" SH

"Wow! That seems excessively large. Must have a lot of sex, these Canadians. Either high libidos or winters are as cold as they say!" JW

"Speaking of libido, can't you guess? There's a large package waiting here for you;) You can have it when you get home." JW

"Oh. That sounds good! I could slather it in Jiffy-Lube and let you take me apart inch by panting inch!" SH

"Can't you cut your trip short and hurry home?" JW

"Wait…did you say Jiffy-Lube?" JW

"I'm packed and ready to leave- all I have to do is go to the local store (that's what I believe it is called) to pick some up. And yes, it's Jiffy-Lube, why? Have you heard of it? Should I be jealous?" SH

"Sorry, I can't even…hang on-must wipe eyes…"

"What?"

"Oh Sherlock…it's for cars! It's a place to take the car for oil changes and maintenance…I'm sorry but you must not have been paying attention." JW

"Oh."

"No wait, it's okay. I just checked. There's a brand specific to Canada. See if you can get it." JW

"I'm not sure I want to anymore, it's bad enough you laughing at me-I won't be the butt of some shop assistant's jokes." SH

"And no-no pun was intended." SH

"Oh! No, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, really. Tell you what. See if you can get this other stuff. It sounds gender specific and I will let you do whatever you want to me in the bedroom with it when you get home. I promise!" JW

"I suppose it is called 'Man Up' or something equally ridiculous." SH

"Hee hee hee! No, it's called Mr. Lube. I'm sure you can find it anywhere!" JW

"John, I just Googled it. Seems we'd better stick with Gun Oil." SH