I debated about a bra, finally deciding to see if Tony said something. If he did, I would put on one, otherwise, I was going to let my dress hold my ...oobs in place.When Tony got home, he was all over me. He hugged me as I welcomed him home with a kiss, and his hands roved my body, feeling the soft folds of satin, and reaching under my skirt to grope my butt. I was able to hold him off finally, as we were going to be more than fashionably late if we didn’t get in the car. As we walked down. .. "You with me?" Jan said, bringing me back."Sorry, just tired." Listen," Jan said, "you make love to David before you leave the hotel. Then make love to him when you come back. And I want to come over tomorrow and we are going to take out your wedding pictures and look at them." Whatever for?" Girl, you need to immerse yourself in heterosexual life."I laughed. "Sounds like some kind of three-day workshop, Doctor Jan." Don't make fun. You know what I mean. You need reminders of who you are,. "Good old Gertie. She always seemed to know everything. I asked Nicole, "So. Who are they?"She looked at me as if I was a stupid child."Does it matter? We must win!"Well, excuuuuse me!We slipped back into the general hubbub of the ballroom but now, as I looked, I could see the gentle manipulation and orchestration of the flow of the attendees. We were being gently herded as lambs to the slaughter so that all the players moved by the unobtrusive outposts of the scorers. Nicole allowed us to be. My husband Ron and I took them to the country club to golf. It was the middle of the week and we thought the course would be deserted. We started drinking heavy and we were really getting a good buzz on. Jack and Ron talked into taking our shorts off, we had golf skirts on and were flashing beaver shots to everyone. Four old men caught up with us and were making small talk as Jane and I putting. I was lining up my shot and showing my snatch to everyone when Ron said out loud that I would suck.