He introduced himself to her and they made some small talk before they were asked to get in the carts for the start of the tournament. It seemed to St...ve that she was a little surprised to learn that he was a doctor and had moved from LA up to Lake Lancer. He was not ashamed to tell her of his minor case of dystonia which was the reason for him to change to the type of medicine he now practiced.Steve said to her that there was something about her name that seemed familiar but he couldn’t say. It was a group of four women who meet to talk about anything and everything, but usually drifted into the subject of sex with their husbands. Besides Vinika, the women involved were Asha, Nisha, and Prachi. Asha was a thirty-something wife with two kids in elementary school. She was a buxom blond with great tits and a luscious body—quite the looker. Nisha was a fair skinned redhead with smallish tits and freckles everywhere. She tended to be the wild one, and very outgoing. Prachi was short,. I walked up the stairs slowly . I saw very short skirt on the floor. I kept walking, noise got louder. I found something that could be a top, a bitchy one. I knew what I'll see but I kept walking anyway. I found a huge bra, I just kicked it off my way. The sound were coming from my dad's home office. Doors weren't completley closed so I could see whats inside. My dad having sex with a younger woman. I wasn't suprised. Rich people are stereotyped to have a lots of affairs. None of them had. "Here you go Trish." My mom smiled pouring the wine handing the glass to Trish. "Thank you." Trish said then looked at me. "Are you not joining us?" Oh no this is for us women my boy doesn't drink." My mom replied. My mom had always been naively protective of me still thinking i never tried alcohol. I was just happy at how well they were getting along. After a couple more glasses and talking later i noticed that when they would laugh Trish would lean over and touched my moms arm. To my surprise.