I am going to guess that they were in their mid to late thirties and not bad looking. We flirted with them they flirted with us. We were giving them t...ps on their game and started to mix drinks for them. Joe was in the cart with Teri and I had Mary in my cart. It did not take long for the sun and the rum to take effect and the women were drunk. We really did not plan this at all. They flirted more and started to get kinda nasty the more drunk they got. They said they needed to pee so we stopped. ”What are you doing?” she asked softly, the question slightly muffled.”Nothing,” I said.She’s smiling again, I could tell. Slowly, her hand began to move on my chest. I shifted slightly under her touch, acknowledging that she can play this game just as well as I.If it’s a seduction then it’s a slow, sweet and languid one – neither of us rushing in any way whatsoever. But gradually it intensified, the sensations rising. Taking the initiative, her hand left my chest, moving lower as she caressed. "Terry smiled and parted her thighs a little.And moaned softly and wriggled as the man tongue-kissed her and strokedher through her little-girl panties.Oh dear!It seemed that all that wriggling seemed to have helped Fred to removeTerry's panties! Al the way to mid-thigh.She was "all bare" under her skirt.And the man was giving Terry an exceptionally nice feelup as he tonguedher tonsils.Terry was gasping for air as the man fondled her nutsack. He knew justhow to arouse and amuse a pretty. I was slowly writing a suicide note, trying to use my best penmanship. I included the instructions for my funeral and how I wanted to be buried. I finally put down the pen. My hands were almost always trembling, but now they were finally steady.“Goodbye pain,” I said before I took a handful of pills and swallowed them, followed by the remainders.I then moved over to my bed and lied down, staring at the ceiling and contemplated my life while I waited for death to come. It really had been a.