He assumed the other golf bag on the cart because of the type of golf club head covers was owned by Doris. The golf carts were lined up for a shotgun ...tart.He was taking some golf balls and tees out of his bag along with his suntan lotion when he heard, “You must be Steve Brandle, I am Doris Connelly and it is nice to meet you. I guess we will be playing together.”When he heard her talking he turned and saw that Doris was a lady of somewhere around his age give or take a few years. She was. After a while she came and rolled off exhausted and I said, “Mom you need to be careful.”“You’re my mother fucker and I will have you service me as much as I want. I raised you for twenty years so you owe me twenty years of fucking satisfaction.”I said, “Can’t argue with that my mommy guess you will be eighty five on your last fuck.” “I will be at least one hundred you saucy pup.”“Yes my mommy how foolish of me and we hugged and laughed waking Mary up. Mary seen mom and said Marie you shouldn’t. “However, no one is going to protect you from what you have coming.” He added. “I’m in for a very bad spanking when we get home then, right.” I asked nervously. “You’re only half-right. You’re getting a spanking, but not when we get home. You’re getting one right here.” He said. “It’s not the first time I’ve been spanked here.” I said trying to downplay it. “And if you don’t wise up, it will not be the last time either.” Liu replied. “Get over my knee- right now!” He ordered as he rolled up his. I promise!”She put her feet back on the ground and reluctantly released me from her embrace.Then I jumped in my car and headed for McGillicuddy’s.Walking into the bar, I realized that I had no idea what Stan looked like.Luckily, it was just after 1:00 PM and there were only three people in the bar. Since two of them were women, I figured the guy with three shots and a beer in front of him HAD to be Stan.Two of the shots were already empty.I walked over and sat down beside him, asking timidly,.