I stroked my hand down the side of her soft face, over her neck and down, down to the wet straps of her bikini. She did not stop me as my fingers stro...ed down the blue string. As I stared into her uncertain eyes, my fingers twirled around the string, took a grip and yanked the bow open. Her bikini top hung as loosely as her arms by her sides. I lowered my eyes and gently slid her bikini open, and sighed. Her little tits were beautifully formed. Proportionate with her petite frame, they thrust. This spell log is a letter written to foretell the events which will happen to the young man who has provided me with great entertainment and pleasure. This letter will be mailed one week after the young man's 25th birthday and he will receive it shortly after these events have taken place as an explanation as to why the sudden change has occurred. I assure you, dear reader, that I have knowledge of his past and I predict his future with absolute accuracy:David, Seven days after your. Plus, you don’t need to golf. You’d just drive one of the carts, get the guys beers when they need them, take some shots. Just be the eye candy you are.”“How much money are we talking about?” I asked.“One hundred fifty dollars.”“Just to drive a cart around and get drunk?”“Yup. But only golfers are allowed out on the course, so you’ll need to dress as if you were golfing. Don’t worry, my friends will pay for it.”Being referred to as eye candy boosted my spirits. A chance to make some money. Without a thought, I rolled on top of him. With no need to hold back my thirst now, I was almost a****listic; I even shocked myself! I grappled with his jeans front and got them open, started to fumble with his Y-fronts, I could feel his cock hard through cotton. I just managed to get the tip out, when he humped his hips, and at the same time pushed me off him. He rose to his feet with alacrity, and then pushed his denims down to his ankles, before then lying down again. I clambered back onto.