Part Two!” I pushed the button and the newly planted trees all lit up. Each tree was topped with a very bright star.“Daddy!” I was mobbed in a H...rd embrace.“Wait! There is one more part. Lynn Mom, would you please open our new gate?” I asked.Lynn reached inside our front door and hit the gates control button. It tilted up smoothly to its fully open position and I gave the Herd more instructions.“Follow me, and someone remember to close the door.”Margaret beat her mother to the doorknob and. I open it. Brenda’s standing there. For a moment my eyes explore her, lingering on the outline of her white bra visible through her well filled blouse, and her bare tanned legs. She looks flustered, as if she’s worked up about something. Before I can say a word, Brenda speaks.“If you show me your cock I’ll take all my clothes off for you.”I stare at Brenda, hardly believing what I’ve heard. As if anticipating my answer Brenda lifts up what little there is of the front of her skirt. We boys all. There were guys in the booths on both sides, but neither looked to be my military guy. I decided to stay and try my luck. I stripped naked, put money in the machine, and put on some interesting porn. I surveyed both guys and the one on my left had his pants down and a wedding ring. So, I concentrated on him. I could barely see his dick but he was obviously stroking. I motioned with my fingers and he brought his soft dick over to the hole. As it came through the hole I took it into. I hate the 18th.Where was I? Oh yeah, it was asshole number one (Jack maybe?) asking asshole number two (George maybe?) about some contest. I don't do tournaments. I don't play mixed pairs because my wife doesn't golf. I don't enter club tournaments because my handicap is somewhere around my zip code. I once got high before I played and broke ninety; other than that, nothing.But I knew that this wasn't a club tournament. It wasn't a tournament at all. Jack something saw me standing off to the.