" Come on, you need to learn a few more techniques, and you should get used to it so you won't be so restless. Can you meet at my place tomorrow after...lunch? Around one?" You got it."Then she gave me the oversized, accordian-fold paper envelope she's been carrying. She said, "Here. Martha says this is part of your ongoing education. She asked me to give you these. But If you ever get around to reading all this, don't forget to give it back."It was a collection of several issues of The Village. Enjoy!!xThis story isn’t related to our swinging exploits it is based on pure fantasy which I have had a lot of time to think about during recent times.Ted and I are both keen golfers and have enjoyed a number of golfing holidays where it is great to meet like minded people en masse so to speak. We were enjoying a really nice golf week in Portugal in a purpose built golf resort and health spa hotel. We had entered a mixed pairs “roll up” competition which basically involved signing up and. ” my son told me. He introduced us and my client gave me a sly smile while my k**s waited and I shook his hand. “It’s always a pleasure to meet my student’s parents.” he said to me. His hand held onto mine a little longer during our supposed introduction and he asked my k**s if they could wait in the car while I joined him in his office for a brief meeting. “Is it important?” I asked, but he was leading me by my hand as my k**s got in the car. Other c***dren pushed passed us on their way out of. I could see that her dark pink areolas were about the size of a half dollar and her darker colored nipples with the way they stuck out reminded me of the eraser a brand new pencil. “Dad you want to feel them?” Amy asked. “Amy”, I stated while staring at her boobs, “I don’t think I should.”As soon as the words were out of my mouth, Kathy elbowed me in the ribs, “Hey, Amy is very proud of what she has and the least you can do is support her and do as she asks.” And to drive the point home,.