"I did," he answered lamely. But he didn't want to let the opportunity go."If I'd stayed, maybe we might have kissed more than once. You were... , " h... stumbled, searching for the word, "beautiful." God, he thought, couldn't I do better than that!"You still are," he added, saving himself."Hmmm," she murmured, "not so beautiful any more."They looked into each others eyes as they swayed slightly in acknowledgement of their function on the dance floor.He wanted to continue the conversation in this. But with my husband, we haven't seen each other in months and I don't think he even wants to be here with me! He MUST be having an affair! Oh, how horrible!Or maybe it's just his erectile dysfunction. He's always had such trouble. People say I'm built like a "brick shit house" and I understand that's supposed to be a really good thing. Why can't I arouse him anymore?Susan had been ready to try out her new blowjob skills with Ron, but she changed her mind. She thought, If only Suzanne hadn't. Quickly!"Mom, listen to me; I paid off the Credit Cards, the ones you never stopped using. I updated the Mortgage, and paid down the balance, we'll be free of that millstone around my neck by this time next year. Did you check the deep freeze in the Basement? That's a prime Angus Triple A side in there, with the pig, and the Pizzas, and the chickens. No complaints with the Turkey at Christmas, eh?" All that from Yard Work, cutting grass, and weeding flower beds? I think not. What else do you. Even though we had to use the men's tees, Trish or I were usually Number 1. The four of us all play to a 2 or 3 handicap now.We are all single, never married, no children. Off the golf course, we don't see each other much. There has never been any romance between any of the four of us.My company had been developing a new golf course around a time-share resort complex. Golf, tennis, skeet, archery, three lakes, fishing, boating, swimming. Upscale. I'd been there two or three times a month for.