. and this hole is a monster, Mother—540-yard par-5, with a nasty dogleg right and a hidden green ... and I hit the drive of my life. I creamed it. ...he sweetest swing I ever made.And it's flying straight and true, right along the line I wanted ... and it hits a bird in mid-flight!''Oh my!' commiserated the Mother. 'How unfortunate! But surely that didn't make you blaspheme, Sister!''No, that wasn't it, ' admitted Sister. 'While I was still trying to fathom what had happened, this squirrel runs. And it’s very dangerous.”She asked him if she could take the bottles with her as she left, Mike thanked her. He slumped into one of the easy chairs in the cabin.About ten minutes later, a somewhat chastened Carol walked into the cabin. “Hello, Mike. I’m sorry I wasn’t here when you woke up.”“Where the hell were you, Carol? What were you doing?”She ignored his question, looked at him and said: “I think we need to have a chat.”He looked back at her. “Bit too late for that, I’d have said?”She. He wasn't wearing anyunderwear and his cock snapped to attention before the last button wasundone. Cody stared in awe at his manhood, which was a few incheslonger and thicker than she own was. She reached down and touched thevelvet helmeted head with her fingertip and felt Justin shudder inanticipation of what was to come.She wrapped her hand around the shaft and was amazed that her fingersdidn't reach all the way around to her thumb. Then she rhythmicallystarted to work her hand up and down. That’s all I wanted — to simply talk with her. At night I often woke up with my dreams slipping away and I would think of her. She felt close to me as though she were in the room next door. And I would fall asleep again wondering what she was doing. Was she married? What did she do for a living? What did she look like? In the morning the feelings faded fast with the hot sun beating through the windows. My dreams evaporated with the fading mist that always covered the ground in the early morning.