"Nice out," remarked Vince. He, however, was one long putt away from stealing victory from my grasp. He took his own sweet time, lined it up, and stru...k the ball. He struck it just a hair too gently, and that was all it took. The ball came to a stop about six inches short of the hole. Vince walked up and tapped in, then grinned at me."It's right there for you, hotshot. That putter of yours has been on fire all day. Let's see if you've got one more in you." Jinx!" I shot back, causing Javier to. They are not a part of our world.I am standing in leaden conversation with two other men, one of them with his wife silently at his side, and you walk just outside our circle, a silent request asking to join us. The men, of course, instantly make room for you, looking down your dress as you take your place, scanning your breasts (or do they think of your breasts as tits, as I will later?), your liquid eyes, your soft pout. The wife glowers mutely. You introduce yourself to all of us, saving me. Just knowing what was going on in the bathroom had evidently caused her to juice her drawers as could be seen by the stains. I decided that I must be some kind of pervert. I was turned on by the panties and brought each pair up to my face and sniffed them. I sat there in the chair with a big hard-on. It was late and I needed sleep, but I was wound up about all that was about to happen so I decided to have a nice dollop of Scotch and step out onto the patio for a few minutes. I slipped a pair of. " I suggested."He has clothes stashed, so that after he does the hit, he can dress and blend," Pete replied."Feed that into your game. While you are at it ask it how the hitter is going to know when the senator is near enough so that he has time to do all this, and still catch up to the runner he wants."It is going to take a while to load the route information along with the other factors the game needs to make a workable scenario with probabilities." Pete said."Well then you need to get on.